"Forget them, Wendy. Forget them all. Come with me where you'll never, never have to worry about grown up things again.", sabi ni peter
"never is an awfully long time...", sagot ni wendy.
grabe, crush ko talaga si peter pan (and no, not because he's a kid, jb, pam, and the rest of you). he's one of those guys that you wish really existed. i remember religiously watching the cartoon series on abs-cbn and dreaming of being wendy. being wendy, i'd be able to fly (cheese), tell stories to gaping little kids (which i still do, sometimes. but in a different, more deceptive context) and be worshipped like a goddess for every little thing i do (oh yes.)
it's fun to remember those days when fun was about tv and spaghetti. just hand me the remote and shove food into my mouth every so often and i'm good and kept silent for an indefinite amount of time. sometimes i wish i were stuck in neverland as well. not only would i have a whole island's worth of adoration, i'd never have to worry about the idiosyncrasies of adulthood either. but like wendy said, never is an awfully long time. unique as i like to think of myself, i too, have to grow up along with the other unfortunate souls of my age. otherwise, the leadership of this country will be left to the incompetent forever, and forever is even more awful than never.
much as i loved Peter Pan, the movie left me depressed and sullen (in fact, as i write this entry i still have that sinking feeling in my stomach). why on earth didn't they just end that story with peter pan being the long lost child of mr. darling's boss and then marry wendy when they grow up? onga naman. the problem's with the growing up party. peter pan is never to grow up, otherwise kids of future generations wouldn't have him to dream about anymore. how selfish of me.
anyway, here are some of the memorable lines from the movie:Captain Hook: If I were you, I'd give up.
Peter: If you were me, I'd be ugly.
Peter: I want always to be a boy, and have fun.
Wendy: You say so, Peter, but I think it is your biggest pretend.
Wendy: Surely you must have felt love once for something... or someone.
Peter: Never. Even the sound of it offends me.
[Wendy tries to touch his face, and he jumps away]
Peter: Why do you have to spoil everything? We have fun, don't we? I taught you to fly and to fight. What more could there be?
Wendy: There is so much more.
Peter: What? What else is there?
Wendy: I don't know. I guess it becomes clearer when you grow up.
Peter: Well, I will not grow up. You can not make me.
Wendy: Yes but he was rather lonely.
Hook: Lonely. He needed a Wendy.
Hook: A kiss. He does feel. He feels for you.
Hook: What of Pan? Would unhappy thoughts bring him down?
Wendy: He has no unhappy thoughts.
Peter: Then leave. And take your feelings with you.
Wendy: Peter... I should like to give you a kiss.
[Peter holds his hand out]
Wendy: Don't you know what a kiss is?
Peter: I shall know when you give me one.
Slightly: I remember kisses, let me see. Aye, that is a kiss. A powerful thing.
Mrs. Darling: There are many different kinds of bravery. There's the bravery of thinking of others before one's self. Now, your father has never brandished a sword nor... nor fired a pistol, thank heavens. But he has made many sacrifices for his family, and put away many dreams.
Michael: Where did he put them?
Mrs. Darling: He put them in a drawer. And sometimes, late at night, we take them out and admire them. But it gets harder and harder to close the drawer... and he does. And that is why he is brave.
Peter: Wendy? One girl's worth more than 20 boys.
Peter: Girls are much to clever to fall out of their prams.
Wendy: This belongs to you, and always will.
Hook: Pan... you're pink.
wow. i must have really loved Peter Pan.