A thing of beauty. Review on A Beautiful Mind Movie

Every year so many thousands of movies are made. So many movies become popular, are watched by a large number of people, praised everywhere. Yet a majority of these movies are plain entertainment. These are movies that contain stories and people to which you are seldom similar. And therefore these movies do not impress too deep. Some of them do, but mostly none succeed.

It is human psychology to be impressed by something that gives them a picture where they can see themselves: and therefore of all the wall-hangings, the mirror is the most admired. If things that happen to us, to the people around us are displayed before us one does tend to have a soft corner for it. Yet of course, these diplays are taken from their actual extent and then picked up, embroidered and exaggerated at so many places that much of the frank similarity that it had with one's experiences is lost. Yet, similarity does not vanish. And therefore it impresses. It captures... if nothing, at least one considers it.

A beautiful mind might not be the story of everybody, for not many of us possess the genius of John Nash nor do many of us formulate theories that can be called accomplishments of a lifetime. Not many of us are the best code brakers on earth. To go further, not many of us see things as frankly as John Nash does that don't exist.

To look at it thus, the story of John Nash is just a completely unreal melodrama.

But fear... tormentation of the past... these are things we have gone through, and if God has been so cruel, we still are. So many of us have had a past that comes visiting on us. To give us fear. To paralyze us. Or to torment... load our minds with sadness, grief, horror or guilt. There are entities of the past that continue to interact with us for a very long time. And they drive us to do many things.

And therefore John Nash's story becomes similar to us. For his past is the cause of his madness. His insanity... the dilusions that he has are an effect of his experiences. And they come visiting on him. They come to him with a greater amount of reality enveloped around themselves as compared to us. Yet they do what our past does to us.

Yet in moments of horror, in times of insecurity, in moments of grief, those who love us come to us. From them we soak the warmth of love, care and support and probably regain stability. Their love pulls us together. Or stops us from fragmenting further. It is love that cures. That stands in the way of our docility. That beckons us to be hostile to hostility itself. That compells us to fight our fears. To wipe our tears.

And Nash found his love in his wife. It was her love that finally pulled him through his insanity... his dilusions. That helped him control his madness. That helped him dam the downfall to which his mind had been subjected to. It was this love that brought him joy... when he thought his share was over.

Probably our stories and the story of John Nash are not very different. Some among us have found a mentor in ourselves. Some among us have sought love from somebody else. Yet love... love has helped us through grief and fear. Love has won over all.

The story of this movie is not important. The plot is not such a consideration. But it is the philosophy. It is the fact that the whole set is cast on axioms of our life... on the behaviour of the commonplace. And yet it is so beautiful.

This movie shows... it is not necessarily a great or a momentous act that is beautiful. It teaches us to see beauty in the commonplace.

This move is beauty of commonplaceness... yet it is not commonplace itself.

This brings tears to those who can see beauty... which means it brings tears to most of us.

''A beautiful Mind'' is indeed beautiful.