Have you ever watched fireflies?
In a garden? A field? By a stream?
Bright lights that fade in and out.
There, but not there.
Fireflies, so often in film, TV, books, art…but the trick with all mediums, is to be able to convey your message.
Fireflies by Owl City was wickedly catchy, very wrong, now it’s in my head again.
Even with a fantastic cast, the movie, Fireflies in the Garden (2008) was too predictable with clunky dialogue that dulled the lovely messages and performances by Julia Roberts, Emily Watson, Carrie-Anne Moss, Willem Dafoe, Ryan Reynolds, Hayden Panettiere, and Ioan Gruffudd. I think it was trying to say that life flits around, bright, then dark, bright again, dark, bright, dark, bright…don’t let the dark times overshadow the bright ones.
Joss Whedon’s short-lived, but beloved space western, Firefly, starring Nathan Fillion (Castle) sauntered into many of our hearts and stayed long after it’s brilliance faded into the ether.Studio Ghibli’s anime classic, Grave of the Fireflies (1988) was darker, highlighting the horrible impact of war, especially on children. Children should never pay the price of adult games. The 1967 book by Akiyuki Nosaka will make you cry only slightly less.
So fireflies dash in and out of pop culture and our days; seasons change, as do our lives. Fireflies, like people burn brightly in your life, then are gone. The warmth of the memories they leave never fades.