I’ve just watched Happiness recently. Mainly because I’m a big fan of Philip Seymour Hoffman (he’s my absolute favourite actor) and I’ve been trying to catch up on his movies. Alas, I was unable to finish all of his works before his untimely death. I remember I was watching The Master just the night before the news of his death came in.

Regarding Happiness, it featured several detailed character studies and paints an interesting portrait of suburban non-conformity. Everyone is seeking for happiness in the film but eventually, perhaps only the boy got it at the film’s end. Ironic but that’s the most important lesson you will learn in life; you don’t always get what you want.


There’s no happiness to be found here

My life has become not my life anymore.
It has become unrecognisable and lost all semblance of what it once was.
Gone is the anchor, the invariable constant in my life which had kept me grounded through all storms of life.
Sorrow, fear and pain seek to fill the huge void left behind.
Inevitably, everything became unhinged.
There’s no happiness to be found here.