Excerpts from the movie "Transcendence"

Janelle 2022-04-19 09:02:07


Everyone pull out a shitty paper. I’d like to assess where your individual writing stills are. Okay! Here is the situation, you’re dead. Alright, write a brief but detailed essay about what a friend or a parent might say about you during your funeral.

Take a scratch paper each, I want to see how each of you writing skills, ok, here's the scenario, you die, write briefly about how your various friends or family will talk about you at the funeral short review.


You have no reason to be angry with me, because I am one of the few people that’ here trying to give you an opportunity.

You have no reason to be mad at me because I'm one of the few people trying to give you a chance.


-so you don’t really care what the kids say to you?

-Perhaps I’ve used to it.

- You really don't care if the kids say bad things to you?

-Maybe I'm used to it.


Unfortunately, most of people are act self-awareness.

Sadly, most people act on a self-conscious basis.


My life is not worth mentioning.

My life is not worth mentioning.


Whatever it is, you feel you need to do, you do it. But you don’t do it here.

Whatever you want to do, do it, but not here!


How are you to imagine anything? If the images are always provided for you.

If everything you can think of is right in front of you, how can your mind be given wings of imagination?


To deliberately believe in lies while knowing their false.

Even if you know it's a lie, you will believe it.


It’s so easy to be careless, it takes courage and courage to care. None of you have any of these qualities.

Don't care who won't? How much courage it takes to care. None of you have such courage.


-It’s like you said we’re brought up to this, there is nothing left, nothing but to realize and how fuck up the things are. It’s not enough, I won’t last.

-Listen to me, just listen. We are all the same, we all feel pain, and we all have chaos in our life. Life is very very confusing, I know. I don’t have the answers, but I know if you write it out, it all be okay.

- As you said, we were born in such a society with nothing and the only thing we can do is lament how bad life is. It's not enough, I can't hold on.

-Listen to me, listen. We are all alike, we all experience pain, and we all experience the chaos and triviality of life. I know that life itself is very complicated, and I have no answers in life. But I know that if you write things down, everything will be fine.


Some of us believe that we can make a difference. And then sometimes when we wake up and we realize we failed.

Some people think we can change the world, but sometimes, we wake up and realize we don't.

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Extended Reading
  • Briana 2022-03-29 09:01:03

    This film seems to be about the education of young people, but it is actually about the helplessness of this world. In this miserable world, even just keeping oneself whole has become so difficult. Schools are just a stage, and young people are the fruits of the world we shape. The last paragraph of desolation and dilapidation is an obvious metaphor. We have lost all our greatness and dignity, and from now on there is only an endless desert of insatiable appetites.

  • Verlie 2022-03-29 09:01:03

    As an educational film, it is comparable to Dead Poets Society, Spring in Cattle Class, Scent of Scent and Knowing Women, and its philosophical and tragic core is much higher than the previous ones.

Detachment quotes

  • Henry Barthes: Y'know you can't... you can't keep living on the street...

    Erica: I'm not, I mean, I'm staying here with you.

    Henry Barthes: Well, you can't continue to stay here with me. I'm not good for you...

    Erica: That's not true. You're like, the only family I've ever had...

    Henry Barthes: Well, I can't be your family, I can't give you what you need. You have to understand, you should be...

    Erica: You're good and gentle, you're the most kind... I love you Henry. Don't let them take me, please nooooooooo, you're all I have, please don't let me go.

    [Social workers take her away still protesting]

  • Henry Barthes: I am money, I change hands like the dollar bill, that has been rubbed by a lamp; Then a genie appeared and cried loudly, with volume; But the tears were all for myself, and that's where it all went wrong