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Topic: Escape (01/02/06)
TITLE: Who Knew Willie Wonka Had A Brother?
By Kenny Blade
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I have to confess I wasnít listening that closely. That was until they gave the price tag for these shenanigans.
Mmmhmm. You heard me right. Four hundred and ten thousand smackaroos! At this point Johnny had my complete attention. This fellow had spent the equivalent of the yearly budget for my home town to turn a mobile home into a rolling Taj Mahal complete with KOA hookups. ( Thatís Kampgrounds of America if you happen to live in a high rise) And Why did he do this? He needed an escape from the grueling work on his movie shoot.
Donít get me wrong, Iím old enough that I was shocked to discover that Depp wasnít the heir to the Dep hair gel empire. One too many Pís my kids tell me. I watched that pirate movie and couldnít follow the plot because I was so engrossed in my discovery that Keith Richards had had a son and I wasnít aware of. After hearing this bizarre news bite about poor Johnnyís need to get away however, I found myself trying to total up all that I had taken in.
I wanted to be fair. As I noted previously, I had seen his pirate movie and I also saw a clip from the Charlie movie. It takes an actor of incredible range to go from looking like one of the Stoneís offspring ( pirate movie) to one of the Three Stoogeís offspring ( Charlie movie). Give Johnny Depp credit. The young man is good at what he does. Still, I need a GPS to follow how a guy grows up in the U.S., moves to France to escape his birthplace, goes to England to film a movie about a place that doesnít exist, then has to have a portable palace created so that he can escape England AND the imaginary land of Oompa-Loompas
( which, if you ask me moved from OZ. To escape what, Iím not certain).
I donít know why all of this is so fascinating to me. Maybe itís because it isnít Johnny Iím bewildered by. I think it captures my imagination because I know exactly how he feels. Not about leaving America for France and all that. Itís the escape part I understand. I guess everyone feels like getting away from things every once in awhile. I enjoy writing. It takes me away from the sameness of my daily life. My wife likes to read novels that take her to exotic places ( I monitor this activity. I have on more than one occasion inadvertently ďmisplacedĒ one of her novels. I have a policy regarding this ďliteratureĒ. If the guy on the front cover has no buttons on his shirt, the novel gets ďmisplacedď.) My daughterís like to put on their headphones and listen to their favorite singers. My son prefers for me to lecture him. Nothing makes him daydream quicker than that.
Sometimes I think our sanity is directly connected to escapism. Itís as inherent to mankind as over-eating at Thanksgiving. We all need an escape sometimes. God knows. Thatís why I think HE suggests we get alone with HIM on a regular basis. I have this little place beside my old stereo in my bedroom closet. Sometimes, when the world is closing in on me faster than a sales clerk in the menís suit department at Sears, I take my bible and my flashlight and I sit down behind my old stereo in the closet. It smells a little like moth balls in there, but I donít mind. After all these years, my time in the closet is still the greatest escape I know. Iíll admit there are no Persian rugs, but I wouldnít trade it for anything.
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