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Not an expert on this through reading materials or degree  but thought of putting my thoughts on what happened and how mental health can be further broken down into  Arthur Fleck described chronic depression, saying things like, “All I have are negative thoughts,” and “The worst part of having a mental illness is people expect you to behave as if you don't."    Depression is characterized by low interest, poor sleep, sometimes irrational guilt, low energy, poor concentration, increased or decreased appetite, and suicidal thoughts.  This is worse if followed by delusion . Joker had the desire for being important and being connected to important people. For example, during his fantasy of being on the show, he demonstrated a desire for a fatherly hug and being told, “I wish I had a son like you.” When he had a fantasy of dating the woman in his apartment complex, within the delusion, she was at the comedy club laughing at his jokes, and was concerned about him...

Saw Joker .During the movie I felt a mix of nausea, disgust, sorrow and pleasure. Afterwards, I had a headache, but in the best way possible. Maybe this paper is to help me better understand this movie, with the dark lighting, grim ambience, filthy apartments with no skyline, and unsettling music. It left me feeling unsettled, angsty, and maybe, if you are reading this, you have some similar emotive responses leading to your curiosity about his diagnosis.   A friend told me, “If a movie makes you feel something, good or bad, it’s done its job. It’s not about whether you like it or not, it’s about if it worked to make you suspend disbelief that that person or those people were actually going through that thing.” And Joaquin Phoenix’s Joker did that. He was incredible. Maybe the complexity of the story and the things I will discuss here are in part the reason it is the top comic book movie of all time. Perhaps the start of the empathy the audience begins to feel is when they sho...

Well, I had my doubts! I am not a sentimental reader or viewer. I hardly cry while reading books or watching movies or while facing problems in real life. I consider myself an analyst, a problem solver, someone who likes to maintain a distance from emotions and watch the process of pain and suffering from a neutral position! Okay! I am exaggerating a bit. I do burst into tears, but not by a Fictional Story, that too a romance. Nope, no ways! It’s just impossible.  Though, as I began reading Love Story, I was amused by Segal’s wit, his brilliant repartees, easy humor and the cool slangs his protagonists indulge in. With Sonovabitch and bastard ruling the roost! And, as Segal continued with his tale of chalk and cheese falling in love, I was amused by the fiery romance. Yes, Love Story is after all the story of two youngsters, studying in college, and what else to expect when tall muscular Harvard hockey jock Oliver meets the mousy, bespectacled Radcliffe music undergrad in a library...