The Movie LUCY: Shall everyone using more of his / her brain should be bitchy?


What I am going to present here is a very brief discussion on different levels of perceptions on human nature, knowledge and progress between Eastern philosophies and Western approach in general. I just want to touch upon some points that occurred to me while watching the movie “Lucy”.

=====This piece includes some spoilers about the movie Lucy

Eastern philosophies have claimed that some mystic people -let them be Sufis, or yogis- who are close to love of God can control their own body, beliefs of other people or travel in time. However, as far as I know they have not put a scientific approach to it.

Today quantum physics theories and different scientists speculate on what would happen if people enhance their brain capacity. It is one of the favorite topics in sci-fi movies too. (Even our civilization history of bloodshed -as the most brilliant creatures on earth (!)- is not very promising, we wonder what if…).

So I like to think that mystic travellers are the ones who are the closest ones to that theory instead of scientists or geniuses of our time. I believe that it should not be limited to be brilliant in one part of modern science but a composite experience of enhancing individual mindfulness. That is why I think that it should not be limited to brain capacity but also one’s personal progress.

In the movie, as much as Lucy uses more of her brain, she starts to act robotic and inhumane. She tells that she loses desire, fear, or feeling of pain. She becomes totally cold-hearted. As more she becomes powerful, she looks acts less like a human or woman. At a certain point, I think we stop considering her as a woman since she acts not gendered.

On the contrary, if we consider claims of many Eastern philosophies to today’s quantum speculations, we find a different level of mindfulness. As much as someone gets closer to perfection (let’s say as one shows progress in using her/his brain in different levels) they are expected to be more humanistic with a more holistic vision.

They feel more intensively, they love more; they internalize people’s suffering more…

These people such as prophets, yogis, and mystics are claimed to talk words of wisdom, love, patience, and understanding. Some claim they can experience time travelling, healing power, control over their bodies, and conducting miracles. Again contrary to how it is shot in Lucy, they become perfect teachers, good leaders who collected millions around them in different thoughts and religions.

So just saying, I do not like thinking that if you more of our brain, we turn into computers. I like to think that we perceive more, we become better…

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This video of Jill Bolte Taylor’s stroke of insight (as a neurologist) shows what I mean a bit deeper… It is not directly related to using more of the brain instead using ‘some’ of it. It has some insights on my discussion.

Book Review: No one Writes to the Colonel by Gabriel Garcia Marquez


I love Marquez’s novels. I like the way he builds a story’s structure, plays with it, makes fun with the reader, keeps it simple but impressive and mocks us with his surreal characters.

When we were discussing with a Mexican friend he told me “I do not understand why they call Marquez surreal. The characters that he brings to life are very real for us.”

His characters are a part of Latin American beliefs, culture and history which my Middle Eastern side does not find hard to believe. Also as a sociologist, I like the way how Marquez narrates common reactions of his society to certain events. For instance, in Chronicles of a Murder, he follows a person who is going to be murdered in streets of a Columbian city. Although everyone knows (even we know from the first sentence of the book till the end) this guy is going to be murdered, people prefer to keep silent. This is not because they hate this guy but because most of them thinks that someone else will take responsibility to tell him about his fate.colonel

In No One Writes to the Colonel, we observe a waste expectation of a Columbian colonel for his retirement salary. While time passes, poverty, illness and hardships of life overcomes colonel’s and his wife’s expectation for this salary. Everyone loses their belief in his chances to get his salary while colonel keeps his faith in it.

Colonel’s long expectation reminds us that emptiness in age’s heroic sacrifaces. Although Colonel had given much for his country, as is presented tragic comic way, his efforts are not appreciated in return. This short novel is also a literal critique of the day’s politics and corruption.