Mmhhmmmnnn...Well this is based on the book Enduring Love. I don't quite know why I wrote it, it was on my mind since I'm studying it as my companion piece for AS English Literature. I'm also not too sure how good it is, as my usual proof reader person thing has never read the book. ^_^
Its a good book though, a bit slow to start, but worth reading. Not so sure about the film, never seen it, but it looks silly, especially the ending, which is nothing like the one in the book.
Joe hated Jed, with every cell in his body.
Jed had come into his life at the worst possible time and turned it on its head, effectively ruining it for the sake of some imagined link between them. Joe knew, rationally, that it wasn't Jed's fault, that the man was a victim of a cruel mental illness and couldn't help his actions, but like everything Jed had come into contact with in his life, his rationality, his certainty, had been broken down by the sheer force of the young man's faith and conviction until Joe no longer knew what to think.
He hated that too. He hated that he could no longer be certain of what to expect. His rational and scientific mind had been cast into turmoil and he had found something that he couldn't explain, an unpredictable presence whose next actions he couldn't calculate. The uncertainty of Jed's actions had driven him almost to insanity, to the point where he questioned, (just like Jed had questioned which of them was Job and which was God in his ridiculous religious analogies) who was really insane.
He hated Jed for driving Clarissa, however briefly, away from him. For making him act in a way that alienated his beloved, beautiful Clarissa until she could no longer stand it and left. It didn't matter that they had sorted out their problems and now had a child, because he knew that although Jed was no longer there physically, his essence, his influence and the repercussions of his actions would never leave anyone who had been involved in the man's imagined drama.
He hated that, in the end, Jed had come out a victim. They had both been victims but it stung that Jed, who had done so much damage both physically and mentally to those around him, ended up as someone to be pitied. The very fact that Jed was so pathetic was what made it so difficult for Joe. Who could raise their hand against someone who acted like a kicked puppy at the slightest sign of rejection, and changed his manner so quickly and unpredictably, first pleading, then threatening, then wretched… How could he act decisively when someone was so apparently harmless but so obviously dangerous at the same time?
Chaucer had one said "Suffer for love, worship till it hurts." And it had never been so true, except Joe had suffered as much as Jed, even though it wasn't his love.
Theres a part two, from Jed's point of view.
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