Have you ever felt a moment in life when you look back at the second you lived in right before the present and realize that, in the transition from then to now, something has changed. Changed irreversibly so. Nothing is wrong or bad about it but there is nothing happy about it either. With the knowledge of that switch nothing comes but a melancholy nostalgia for an existence that must be left behind, just past the barrier of that second. There is no going back.
In the movie Almost Famous moments like this for William Miller, the protagonist, are uncountable.
Almost Famous could be called a coming of age story but it is much more then that. William Miller is a bright fifteen year old who feels out of place in the senior class of high school. With a passion for Rock & Roll journaling he, one way or another, ends up touring with a up and coming band writing for The Rolling Stone magazine. The movie is loosely based on the life of the director, Cameron Crowe, who interviewed all the golden rock stars of the 70's.
William Miller gets pulled along a journey behind the glamour and lights of musical stardom. The raw brutality of immoral people who mean well envelope him and grow him up.
His innocent face always stands out like a beacon of rational hope in crazy parties and riotous shows. His sweet face enchanted me. He was not a jock or even good looking per say but I fell in love with William Miller. Every time he glanced up through his floppy bowl cut bangs I could see strait through his liquid brown eyes to truthful emotion. I fell in love with him because he deserved it.
Others in the band come to grips with reality through William, including the beautiful Penny Lane whom William falls for. Penny is a groupie, or Band-aid, who is there because she loves the band. William saves her life when she over doses after being rejected by a band member she thought loved her.
It was not a coming of age story, I think it was a coming to reality story.
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