I intend to finish with Walter Mitty today, but first, what have we learned?
I keep coming back to something that I saw on the Wikipedia entry for the character (so not the author nor the story nor either movie):
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walter_Mitty
"the reader meets well-meaning but insensitive strangers who inadvertently rob Mitty of some of his remaining dignity."
That's a conclusion, not a quote from anywhere, so I don't know who phrased it that way. I question how much dignity there actually was.
That same paragraph refers earlier to the more tragic interpretation, where his last fantasy is going to a firing squad.
I had pointed out earlier that the character himself doesn't seem overly invested in any specific daydream, switching easily to the next one. The details that he retains, like the "ta-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa" sound changes from cylinders on a plane to medical machinery to flame throwers. The important thing is that others admire him, even if they are going to execute him.
It wouldn't take much to be different.
Someone who was really into WWII or planes might keep returning to the cockpit and imagining different dogfights, enriched by reading and research.
That Walter Mitty might still not be a hero, but he's at least more interesting, and probably more gratified.
Someone who was present in his life might be too much to hope for, but trying to be present allows the opportunity for improvement. Maybe he needs to switch jobs. That could be a frightening prospect, but perhaps there is a different department in the same company that would suit him better.
Presumably he proposed to his wife for some reason; perhaps he could try and remember that and enjoy her company. Okay, she reminds him that he needs overshoes and gloves because he is getting older; that can be taken as a sign of caring.
If getting older is the problem, that happens. It might be best to face that one head-on.
Naturally, over the course of writing about this I have seen many examples of misogyny and racism and other things, but there are correlations in the lack of self-examination. There are things that can be improved where the responsibility can only be yours.
It may be easier to disconnect and blame others, but it doesn't make things better, for the blamer or the blamed.
There is nothing unusual about wanting to be a hero, nor in feeling like there aren't really opportunities for heroism.
It just works out that petulantly withdrawing from that dissatisfaction is a short path to mediocrity, and maybe even to villainy.
Or would the villainy be good because it's exciting?
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