Friday, November 21, 2008
The Princess Bride: True Love!
Back at ya.
Good to see you again.
You bring more of The Princess Bride?
Yes, indeed. I’ve brought you an exquisite piece of dialogue. Maybe two.
Yes, are you ready?
As ready as ever…
Okay then, here it is…
Buttercup: Farm boy, fill these with water - please.
Westley: As you wish.
Grandpa: [voiceover] That day, she was amazed to discover that when he was saying "As you wish", what he meant was, "I love you." And even more amazing was the day she realized she truly loved him back.
Hmmm… At least you’re giving me three lines today.
You speak. I listen. I brought you 50% more dialogue than yesterday. Do you like it?
Well, at least I understand this portion. It’s two people saying, “I love you.”
That’s all you see?
What? There’s more?
There certainly is. Westley shows people everywhere how to cultivate true love!
You’re kidding? By filling something with water?
No, of course not, but you’re not far off.
He’s illustrating the principal of re-spelling love.
He’s showing us simpletons that each person spells love differently. Buttercup spelled love, “Listen to me. Do the few simple things I ask.” Westley acted, and he summed up his action in his words, “As you wish.”
How does that help me?
Well, you have people you wish to show your love?
Well, how do they spell love?
Oh, I think I begin to see. My children spell love, T I M E. My spouse spells love, R E G A R D M E. You spell it, T H I N K W I T H M E.
At last you see!
So this movie is a love manual?
Indeed it is.
Westley is the one who teaches us this?
Just partly. He’s a ruse, the real love story isn’t in the book, it’s in the movie!
In the movie there’s a book, The Princess Bride. A grandfather is reading the book to his emotionally distant grandson. The grandson is home in bed, the grandfather is reading the book to him.
Oh. And you’re trying to tell me that the real love story is not in the Westley/Buttercup tale?
No. It’s in the Grandfather/Grandson relationship.
Well, here’s how the movie ends. You be the judge…
The Grandson: Grandpa, maybe you could come over and read it again to me tomorrow.
Grandpa: As you wish.