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Thats an excellent observation slowmutant
[quote="slowmutant"]True happiness does not depend on external factors, nor can it be sustained by them. Nothing external can cure what ails you if you feel listless and unfulfilled. snip/

I feel depressed. that's all

Hey bro, it's only a movie. I loved the Indy movies but it was probably too much to ask that a decent sequel be released 19 years after the "Last Crusade" (my favorite of the series), even with Steven Spielberg at the helm.

Too bad. However, a couple of weeks ago I saw "Iron Man" with pretty low expectations and was delighted at what an unexpected pleasure it was. Of all people, I didn't expect Robert Downey. Jr. to be so perfect and hilarious in the title role.

Maybe Spielberg and Lucas should have left well enough alone, as Lucas perhaps should have with the "Star Wars" series (though "Sith" was pretty good).

The Indie movies are a fleeting, momentary distraction from other things that are more worthy of your time and attention. If you are truly this depressed over this new movie, then your life is in need of a renewal, not a meaningless end.

I read your other message comparing yourself and your accomplishments to Shia LaBeouf . Please realize that such comparisons are meaningless unless you resolve to do something to better yourself. If you're 26 or 27, you are still quite young and can make a mark on this society to a great degree, if you make an effort. I am more than a decade your senior and still have feelings of inadequacy, but I try to combat those by taking on challenges that give me a sense of purpose and meaning. Look for those opportunities. Take the next one you see. Hang on and enjoy the ride.

Who even cares about Shia, honestly? Money and fame don't always make happiness, happiness however fleeting, can be found in those small joys of life. Can be as simple as noticing a particular detail. Or trying to make a recipe from scratch with what you got and still get a good result.

I know that feeling (46), about rock stars anyway. Can't recognize some of them, and think I must look at least as old. Ian Anderson is bald now. Darn, now I'm depressed, it's catching.

Cheer up! A new George Lucas is probably starting film school as we speak. It is a shame that he has descended so far from the early blockbusters, but Hollywood can make anyone into a marketing proposition.

You will die one day. So there is no reason to want to die.

Instead of having regrets think about some things you want to do and do them. There is no point feeling sorry for yourself.

Sadly, I'll have to clarify a few things for you.

If you saw Star Wars 4-6 as a kid, you will hate 1-3

Not because they were no good... actually they were very good - especially episode 3.... in fact (I'm ready to be shot now), I enjoyed EP3 more than 4-6.

Indy is pretty much the same.

Anyway, my point is

you're not trying to match a movie, you're trying to recapture your childhood.

Have you ever noticed that (unless your childhood Christmasses were reallly bad), the adult Christmasses are never as good.

Teenagers listening to music you grew up with, only they're doing it because it's "obscure" and "ironic."

That's depression for you. Gets triggered by the weirdest things.

Spring 1999 was really hard on me. In June 1996, I had open heart surgery (aortic root replacement), just a month after my 19th birthday. They told me, after a lifetime of restricted activity, that I should start exercising. I walked at least an hour a day. for a year. My echo in June 1997 showed a prominent leak around the stitches of my artificial valve--bad enough to worry my cardiologist (he ordered me to stop school for a year), but not bad enough for surgery. My echo in June 1998--after a year of sitting in my room all day--showed the leaks were even worse.

So, May 1999. I forget when DS9 had its final episode, but, if it hadn't aired yet, I knew it was coming. Watching either TNG or DS9 had been a Saturday evening staple for over 10 years. On the same weekend, a weekend after my 21st birthday, I had a monumental weekend:
On Friday, my high school best friend (he's now a corporate vice president, and I can't get a full-time job; how's that for comparison?) and I went to see _Episode I_. On Saturday, his parentss, my parents and I went to see _Sunset Blvd._ on stage with Petula Clark (I'm also an Andrew Lloyd Webber fanatic). Monday was going to be my cardiologist appointment. I'd hit several major pop culture milestones--one I'd waited for since childhood; one I'd waited for for 5 years; one that ended an era.
And Monday, I expected to receive the news that the leaks were even worse.

I felt that my life was ending, or at least at some kind of major turning point.

Well, the news from the cardiologist was just the opposite. After my echo, he came into the exam room with his jaw hanging open: "THEY HEALED!" he gasped. "It's a miracle! There's scar tissue where those leaks were! This just doesn't happen!"

(Almost every subsequent doctor I've told this story to says, "Well, he must have read the echoes wrong. That just doesn't happen.")

Anyway, I was right. My life was entering a new era. Six months later, I met my wife.

I don't think I've ever been depressed by a movie that was part of a series, but only disappointed, which seems to be pretty common. I liked Indy 1 & 3, but did't like 2, which was true of lots of fans (I read somewhere that Lucas said he'd made 3 as an "apology" to the fans for 2!)

Mostly with movies, I feel disappointed by most remakes of those I've seen, and in the case of classics, I'll read the book after seeing the movie (the "way of things" generally with introducing me to many of the books ) and be disappointed with how inferior the movie was compared to the book.

Some movies I have found really depressing; I saw Olivia DeHaviland in The Snake Pit, which was in some ways a predecessor to One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.

Both were about a person's experience in a mental hospital, and the portrayals were depressing for sure.

I've been saddened by movies -- gladdened, inspired, encouraged, downright shocked, certainly disturbed -- but I cannot assign any motion picture as the cause of any of my depressions.

In my experience, depressions operate independently from external stimuli. Whatever happiness comes at me from a movie, if I'm going to be depressed, I'm just going to be depressed.

Until it runs its course.

dp

When I was younger I remember feeling like movies (not all) were a whole world that was sort of known, familiar and comfortable... and if something messed up the fun or comfort (like a sequel that added something bad/distressing, or just messed up the "feel") it was like losing an entire world... or something like that. Erg, not sure how to explain that right...

Things that would get my mind off it would be to get absorbed into another one, i.e. sketch/"design" a city or an invention, build a map for a game, look through art books, read some fiction, etc.... It just would be kind of upsetting to "lose a world" like that (if that's what the original poster is experiencing, anyway -- maybe I'm nutty).

Oh boy. I know that feeling. I’ve had things even more innocuous than movies trigger such painful nostalgia and depression. Sometimes a peculiar sound and/or smell will get stuck in my head and remind me of some incommunicable longing/loss and then I will experience wave after wave of existential dread and mind numbing listlessness / anhedonia.

I find the only solution is to fight like crazy to busy myself mentally. Coffee sometimes helps, but it’s a problem at night.

I've also discovered that coffee can augment / accelerate the effects of psych meds. Caffeine stimulates the bloodstream and the nervous system and some other stuff too.