03/12/2023
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‘Coco’ the movie: one of the greatest animated movies ever written.
An animated story about an aspiring young musician, who wanted a career choice different from the one his family is known, one which had outlived different generations, one which was built on a foundation of hurt, resentment and then resignation.
It is basically about reaching for one’s dream with both hands held open, and striving to live it, indefatigably.
Then it narrowed into a favorite saying of mine:
“Things are never always the way they seem.”
This played with out with Hector, Coco’s father, who left home to explore and capture the world with his music, but never returned.
His wife, heartbroken, then nurtured a next generation, one that was deeply entrenched in the core value of family.
A generation after another that lived and died with the notion that a particular ancestral parent (Hector) was a curse, a disappointment, a dead-beat, a let down.
One that held onto that idea/belief, excoriated and made outcast every memory or thought of that one person, but never got to hear his own side of the story.
Never got to know that all this time, they had borne grudges with a man who wanted to come back home, but was murdered while on his way.
It deepened further into a (subtly evasive as enshrined in the movie) catholic concept called ‘purgatory’.
A place where souls are held, and their burdens and pain are made easier and lesser by the prayers (memories, in the case of this movie) of their living relatives.
When you die, you cross to the other life, the after life. And you remain there forever so long as every next generation are told your story and they bear your memories in their minds and think of you.
But should no one think or hold any memory of you, or should the last person who has a memory of you die or lose it, either a child or spouse, you fade from the afterlife and filter into nothingness.
And this invariably teaches