Transcript: How Can A Warm Man Understand A Cold Man? | Nov 12, 2012

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A group of letters and images move quickly. An animated message bubble reads “Why poverty?” A smaller one reads “Ask why!” The TVO logo appears on the bottom of the screen.

(mysterious music plays)

A man in his forties appears. He is clean-shaven with long curly blond hair. He’s wearing a dark gray zip sweater and blue jeans.

The blond man says FIRST, YOU'RE
IN SHOCK.
THEN YOU
PANIC
AND START TO
BEG AND PLEAD,
AND OLD FRIENDS
THAT YOU
THOUGHT
LIKED YOU,
STOP RETURNING
CALLS.
THEN YOU'RE FORCED
TO LEARN SURVIVAL.

Fast clips show him leaning against a corner post in the street looking at people and walking around.

He continues THEN YOU BECOME PART
OF THE SYSTEM.
THEN YOU'RE TRYING
CLAW YOUR WAY OUT.
I FEEL EXCLUDED,
DEGRADED, HUMILIATED.
NOW I TAKE MY MEALS
AT EVANGEL HALL,
A PLACE THAT'S BEEN
AROUND FOR 100 YEARS.

A Newsreel says A THE WORLD
SOCCER REPORT.

Now, the blond man appears hosting a TV show in his younger years.

The blond man says RIGHT NOW, INTER ARE
IN NINTH PLACE
WITH
15 POINTS.
THAT'S ONLY
FIVE POINTS
BACK FROM
THE LEAD.

The man continues 30 YEARS AGO,
IT SEEMED
I COULD
DO NO WRONG,
AS IF I WAS MIDAS
AND EVERYTHING
I TOUCHED
TURNED TO GOLD.
THE OLYMPICS,
THE WORLD CUP
OF SOCCER,
FORMULA ONE
MOTOR RACING,
I FOLLOWED
A DREAM,
BUT IN MY
ARROGANCE, I LEFT
BEHIND A TRAIL OF
PAIN AND HURT
THE PEOPLE I
LOVE THE MOST.

A caption appears on screen. It reads “World Soccer Report.”

The blond man sits in a room and says YOU KNOW,
MAYBE I KNEW THAT
I WAS GOING
DOWN THE WRONG
PATH AND MAYBE
I KNEW THAT
I WAS GOING
TO SELF
DESTRUCT,
BUT I DID IT
ANYWAYS,
AND ALL IT TAKES
IS A CERTAIN SET
OF CIRCUMSTANCES
AND EVERYTHING,
ALL YOUR HOPES,
ALL YOUR DREAMS,
THEY JUST...
BLOW UP.
A LOT OF
THEM SELF-MADE,
A LOT OF
THEM...
STUFF THAT
I DIDN'T HAVE
CONTROL OVER BUT
ALL IT TAKES IS...
YOU KNOW, A
JOB LOSS,
A DIVORCE,
ADDICTION ISSUES,
AND YOU CAN GO
DOWN SO FAR,
SO FAST AND
ALL OF A SUDDEN,
EVERYTHING THAT
YOU THOUGHT
FOR CERTAIN
WAS TRUE,
JUST DIDN'T
EXIST ANYMORE.
AM I SO DIFFERENT
NOW?
AM I DEFINED
BY THE 25 DOLLARS A DAY
I GET IN DISABILITY
PAYMENTS?
SELF DOUBT
CRIPPLES ME.
SO MUCH OF MY
TIME NOW,
SPENT IN MY ROOM,
AND ONLY MY WRITING
SPARES ME FROM
FALLING INTO
AN ABYSS OF
COMPLETE DETACHMENT
FROM EVERY DAY
EXISTENCE.
I FEAR THE WORLD
WON'T HOLD
ONTO ME
ANYMORE.

Pictures and written pieces of paper hang on a wall.

He continues THAT I'VE BEEN
CAST ADRIFT,
LEFT ON MY
OWN TO DECAY AND
SOMETIMES, NOTHING
SEEMS TO MAKE
ANY SENSE.

(soft music plays)

He continues AND WHEN ALL
THE DOORS CLOSE,
THE STREET BECOMES
YOUR NAME.
THERE IS A LINK
BETWEEN
WHO I WAS THEN
AND WHO I AM NOW.
I MUST STILL HAVE A
VALUE, A PURPOSE.

The blond man sits facing the camera as a clip of him as a TV host plays in the background.

He continues BUT OUT ON THE
STREET, IT'S HARD.
HARD TO FEEL PART
OF ANYTHING.
EVERYTHING
SEEMS TO BECOME
A DIFFERENT
WORLD.
IT'S NOT JUST A
KIND OF ISOLATION,
IT'S HOW I'VE
BEGUN TO LOOK
AT THINGS
AND ESPECIALLY
HOW PEOPLE HAVE
BEGUN TO
LOOK AT ME,
AND I FEEL LIKE
SCREAMING
AND TO SAY
TO EVERYONE,
THAT NOW, NOW
I UNDERSTAND,
THAT I SEE AND
FEEL THE WORLD
WITH MORE DEPTH
AND PERCEPTION
THAN I
EVER HAVE.
THERE'S A
BOOK BY
ALEKSANDR
SOLZHENITSYN,
ONE DAY IN THE LIFE
OF IVAN DENISOVICH.
IN IT, THERE'S A
SENTENCE THAT'S
SO SIMPLE
AND SO PROFOUND,
THAT I CAN COMPLETELY
IDENTIFY WITH IT
AND HE SAYS,
“HOW CAN A WARM MAN
UNDERSTAND A COLD MAN?”
“HOW CAN A WARM
MAN UNDERSTAND.”
“A
COLD MAN?”
AND I COMPLETELY
IDENTIFY WITH IT
BECAUSE IN MY
SITUATION,
IT'S NOT JUST
ABOUT NOT HAVING
MONEY, SURVIVAL,
ALTHOUGH THAT'S
A BIG
PART OF IT.
WHAT IT'S REALLY
ABOUT IS TRYING
TO MAINTAIN A
SENSE OF ORDER IN
MY OWN MIND.
TRYING TO
MAINTAIN A SENSE
OF DIRECTION, A
SENSE OF HOPE.
AND I'M NOT
TALKING ABOUT THE
KIND OF FALSE
HOPE LIKE
I HOPE I WIN
THE LOTTERY OR
I HOPE I BECOME
FAMOUS OR
I HOPE I
GET A JOB.
BUT REAL HOPE, REAL
PROFOUND HOPE.
BECAUSE THE ONE
THING THAT
I FOUND OUT,
THAT WHEN YOU
DON'T HAVE HOPE,
WHEN YOU LOSE THAT
ESSENTIAL HOPE,
THEN YOU
LOSE EVERYTHING,
AND THAT'S THE
REAL POVERTY.

The end credits roll.

Directed and Produced by Vaclovas F. Verikaitis

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