Last night, I had nothing to do and decided to revisit 'The Truman Show'. At first glance, I didn't have much insight, but upon further reflection, I gained a different understanding.
The first thing I felt was anger. Yes, if everything around you, including the people, things, and even the space you thought you grew up in, were all fabricated and false, I might actually go crazy. Why should others dictate my life and prevent me from experiencing the natural cycle of day and night? Why should I, a living person, be placed under the constant gaze of everyone else? If that's the case, what is real and what is fake? I am unwilling to accept this confusion.
Next is freedom. There is a saying that goes, "A thousand gold coins cannot buy my freedom." I don't have a clear concept of freedom because I was born free. I can choose the person I want to pursue and start anew, leaving behind what I currently have. I have always been alone, with nothing to abandon. I don't care, I am simply free. But for Truman, it's not the same. Even the option to exit this farce is mercilessly cut off by the director. After watching this film, I occasionally fantasize about what it would be like if everything around me was just a performance.
At the end of the film, the director tells Truman, "The world out there is just as false as the world I created for you, filled with the same lies." Truman still utters the timeless line, "Good morning, and in case I don't see you, good afternoon, good evening, and good night!"
No matter how the outside world is, at that moment, he belonged to himself and bravely stepped into his own choice.