My Current Obsession: Keanu Reeves 0
While the rest of the world is in love with Edward Cullen, I’m currently experiencing a Keanu Reeves revival. Where was I a decade ago when his Hollywood star was glowing with buzz? I was an ignorant teeny-bopper enamored exclusively with boy-bands, overlooking true man gems, like Keanu.
There’s really no middle ground for me. When I like something, I usually develop an obsession. This is where I’m at with KC Reeves. I don’t know why I never felt this way about him before. I developed a strong interest in him after seeing The Lakehouse, but it wasn’t an overblown obsession. I have a list of his movies I can’t believe I’ve never seen, which I plan to watch this weekend, if the boyfriend agrees to it. I’ll convince him they’re good movies.
What exactly brought on this landslide of past-due emotions you ask? I’ll answer that by (mis)quoting Jay-Z, “either he’s the one or I’m caught in the Matrix”.
The MATRIX.
*LOSER ALERT:* Yes I’ve only recently taken the time to actually sit through and fully absorb the movie. I have no idea what mindset I was in back in ’99 when the rest of the world was all over this masterpiece. I must’ve been tossed in a rolling tumbleweed and transported to a town that knows not of fine cinema. Or I was just naively waiting for Taylor Hanson to take me away and was thus oblivious to the external world. (My loser alert was right on target).
Anyways, so I watched The Matrix and now it’s monopolizing my mind, as well as my internet-browsing time. It’s been Googled, Wikipedia’d, IMDB’d and Youtubed and discussed with virtually anyone who’s asked me what I did this weekend. I was told there was even an MMORPG but that it shut down. That made me sad. You know what else made me sad? Keanu Reeve’s history. He seems to have a troubled personal life, an inner turmoil that betrays his external perfection. Try as I might, but I can’t think of anyone hotter than Keanu Reeve’s right now. Not even Christian Bale. Of course, I’m referring to the Keanu of ten years ago, but he’s still looking right, even at 45.
I don’t know what else to say at this point. The conversation’s running dry on my end. I could go on and on about how infatuated I am, but that wouldn’t do me any good. I realize this blog post was just another avenue for me to express the tidal waves of feelings I have for Keanu. I know this isn’t normal. And I know this phase will pass because they always do. I seriously feel like I’m entangled in a matrix of emotions directed at someone who isn’t completely real. But that’s what The Matrix is all about right? That our reality doesn’t truly exist, that it’s just a simulation, or projection designed to keep us compliant and in line with goals that aren’t really our own.
So what does this mean for me and Keanu? Why the hopeless devotion to a glorified idol whose revered solely on the basis of my misperceptions? This goes for all other fantasy-driven obsessions as well, including Robert Pattinson and every other admirable pretty face. It’s insane how these phases consume us and turn us into stimuli-driven, salivating psycho-trons (crazy robots) who worship sensory-enhancing celebrities who, underneath it all are just pretty plain, regular folk, almost like us. It’s harder to believe in the magic when you know how it’s made. Strangely, this doesn’t change the way I feel about Keanu Reeves! (Ok, ok it does… but it doesn’t matter right now).
I suppose it’s a good thing that Keanu is possessed with such good looks, otherwise I doubt his career would’ve taken off as far as it had. I happened to see “A Walk in the Clouds” and it almost completely turned me off of him forever. Almost. But it’s going to take a lot more than a few bad movies to turn me away from Keanu. I honestly don’t mind watching movies on mute!