escritoireazul (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
escritoireazul) wrote2005-03-12 12:24 pm
escritoireazul) wrote2005-03-12 12:24 pm
Entry tags:
personal: i bond with you through the car my father gave me
My dad just returned with a potential buyer for one of the motorcycles in the backyard. I'm sad but ... it is just sitting there and it's just a little Honda and it's not at all the one I personally want.
It's not like I have time to rebuild and ride anyway.
I'm currently sitting in Dad's electronics shop, listing some of his CB repairs on ebay. Even though there is a wall and a door between this shop and the garage, the air is still redolent with oil and grease and metal. (Of course, this is helped by the fact that I left the door standing open, because the weather warmed up again and I happen to love the smell of the garage shop.)
It struck me, while I was taking pictures of his work, that this explains why I'm so fond of The Fast and the Furious and why I find Dominic an attractive character. (I don't mean physically attractive, because that's all my lust for Vin Diesel. Emotionally and personality-wise, though, I also find Dominic intriguing.)
My father has been a mechanic for almost three times as long as I've been alive. We always had car parts and tools and a big garage. He's worked for a number of different companies and I'd visit him at work. He always came home with oil stains on his overalls. I carry some of his old oil rags in my car, to use when I have to pop the hood. I can't imagine him without his cars and without his family.
The same goes for Dominic. Everything that makes him him is tied up in the work he does on cars and on how he treats his family, how he draws people to his family and his life. Family and love revolves around car parts and repair and I understand that on a deeper level than I consciously realized. Bonding and relationships center around cars, driving and repairing and adoring. Dominic and Brian share their emotions through the cars, from the racers to the car that belong to Dominic's father. Revealing that hidden treasure becomes a symbol for the trust and caring Dominic buries within his gruff exterior. Even Brian and Mia interact via the cars, because Mia steps out of her secondary role as Dominic's sister and caregiver of the family into the literal driver's seat when she and Brian leave the house. He's already shown her that he doesn't expect from her the same thing the others do (to clean up after them, to cook, to take care of all the domestic details because that's just something the men [and Letty, but she's painted in a very pseudo-masculine light with a veneer of dripping sexuality] don't do), and Mia, in turn, allows her hidden side to be shown. She responds to his advances through the super speed of her driving, which is mirrored in the quick pace of their developing relationship.
Oh, listen to me ramble. I'd better get back to work. The buyer is gone and if we get enough work done, Dad said we can take out his trike. Woo.
It's not like I have time to rebuild and ride anyway.
I'm currently sitting in Dad's electronics shop, listing some of his CB repairs on ebay. Even though there is a wall and a door between this shop and the garage, the air is still redolent with oil and grease and metal. (Of course, this is helped by the fact that I left the door standing open, because the weather warmed up again and I happen to love the smell of the garage shop.)
It struck me, while I was taking pictures of his work, that this explains why I'm so fond of The Fast and the Furious and why I find Dominic an attractive character. (I don't mean physically attractive, because that's all my lust for Vin Diesel. Emotionally and personality-wise, though, I also find Dominic intriguing.)
My father has been a mechanic for almost three times as long as I've been alive. We always had car parts and tools and a big garage. He's worked for a number of different companies and I'd visit him at work. He always came home with oil stains on his overalls. I carry some of his old oil rags in my car, to use when I have to pop the hood. I can't imagine him without his cars and without his family.
The same goes for Dominic. Everything that makes him him is tied up in the work he does on cars and on how he treats his family, how he draws people to his family and his life. Family and love revolves around car parts and repair and I understand that on a deeper level than I consciously realized. Bonding and relationships center around cars, driving and repairing and adoring. Dominic and Brian share their emotions through the cars, from the racers to the car that belong to Dominic's father. Revealing that hidden treasure becomes a symbol for the trust and caring Dominic buries within his gruff exterior. Even Brian and Mia interact via the cars, because Mia steps out of her secondary role as Dominic's sister and caregiver of the family into the literal driver's seat when she and Brian leave the house. He's already shown her that he doesn't expect from her the same thing the others do (to clean up after them, to cook, to take care of all the domestic details because that's just something the men [and Letty, but she's painted in a very pseudo-masculine light with a veneer of dripping sexuality] don't do), and Mia, in turn, allows her hidden side to be shown. She responds to his advances through the super speed of her driving, which is mirrored in the quick pace of their developing relationship.
Oh, listen to me ramble. I'd better get back to work. The buyer is gone and if we get enough work done, Dad said we can take out his trike. Woo.