heed the warning bell...

... for they are coming. one of the tag lines of the movie the village. no, i will not give you a synopsis, and i will not give you a review. there are people who do that better than me on dedicated sites. i'm afraid i'm not even going to give you a humble personal opinion about the movie, although i do think it was underrated from what i've read of reviews. what i am going to tell you about is the ideas i've been left brooding about. yes, in the end it made a lasting impression.
i've been left thinking of how tabus are constructed, passed on and reinforced when questioned in tight communities; of how an outside threat, whether real or imaginary, creates cohesion within a group and shifts attention from inside problems - these questions are mere signs of professional deformation for me. but there are others, deeper and more meaningful: thoughts of the lengths some people go to escape the ghosts of their own past; of how human nature surfaces in primary instincts like love, curiosity, posessiveness, a certain murderous instinct - always; of how sooner or later any good intention is tainted by the need to inforce one's vision upon others, by matter of deceit, if necessary; of how far one's right to lead people allows them to intrude upon their free will... and others as such. a somehow bubbly elogy of the power of love has somehow gone under on me, under the weight of these questions.
and then, another interesting aspect of human behaviour is concentrated in something that, for me, was the most memorable phrase of the movie. heed the warning bell that echoes within it.

"sometimes we don't do things we want to do so that others won't know we want to do them"