Why certain movie characters speaks to us, to our inner self. Like they are part of our selves. Broken pieces of one being catch by moving imagery. I was thinking today about a few movie characters which I not only enjoy to watch, but I identify with them in some deeper way. These came to my mind first.

Daniel Jackson from Star Gate, because of my desire to unravel the mysteries of the universe and role of human race in it. To explore the unknown dangers and beauty of existence. The intellectual desire to understand thru adventurous missions. Diving deep into the past, present and unpredictable future that lies ahead.

Col. Douglas from For few dollars more, because sometimes life is hard as desert rock, and you must face it with straight face in an unfair duel. Stand up from the dust and face the unavoidable like a man, without loosing temper to anger, guilt you wear. To face up injustice and evil.

Any Jim Carey movie, because I’m still a joker, who likes to do faces and make you laugh, smile. Who enjoy doing unexpected things, especially for others. To look at the world thru different glasses now and then. Being the dork you love.

Story of Perseus, because the fear of loosing what I love is greater than my own death. Perseus is stuck between pettiness and selfishness of gods and destruction power of titans. Despite the difficult situation, his will to save what he loves the most is stronger. He fearlessly faces all the monsters of underworld and titan himself.

Any Bud Spencer movie, because I think to punch a bad guy is a good thing, especially when they disturb my peace. I also enjoy eating not only bananas and beans. I do look better with a beard and my friends annoy me sometimes, but at the end of the day they help me and I enjoy the time together.

Any Jackie Chan movie, because I do enjoy movement and outdoor activities. Training and learning helps me achieve my goals, stayed focus and clear my mind with a smile and balance of drunken master.

Tony Stark from Iron Man, because occasionally I like to make gadgets and dig through things while listening to rock music.

Eomer from Lord of the Rings, because I love to ride freely on an open field, roads. Feel the fresh air and enjoy the view of endless country and charge the enemy straight ahead.

Constantine, because fighting my inner demons is everyday task, which I have to undergo. Otherwise, my life and soul will be ripped apart by lesser creatures of hell.

Jack Torrance from the Shining, because I fear deep down there’s a switch of madness that has grown from years of suppressed anger and ego. I hope it will never fully blow off.

Van Helsing, because I did hunt beasts and man in my dreams, in games. To face straight up the everyday ghouls I meet outside the walls. On the other hand, I feel the presence of my inner beast, which I keep on a chain.

Lastly, poor Macbeth comes to my mind. Do mine ambitions outgrow me, break me like a weak old branch of a lone tree? Do I feed a scorpion which poisons my mind with false sense of success? Dog hungry for approval of his master, his mistress. What’s the price of my stubbornness and blind ego that is outgrowing the bitter reality I cannot accept? My time on this world, which I should enjoy freely? Family, friends, loves lost in narrowness of my view? The bull riding in circles, bind to red point. Are lone victories worth the hardship? Scared I’m of the truth, but more afraid I’m of being stuck in the cellar of self-pity, doubt and passivity.