Wesley Gibson is as fake as his Wanted poster. However, I’m convinced that his real, if lesser-known equivalents also seek to create a momentous life filled with pleasure, passion, suspense and seductresses, but waste their time with uneventful online searches instead of breathing life into their dreams.
Clearly Gibson’s dependency upon anxiety medication was a means of escaping his pathetic existence, but I believe the Internet was yet another of his escape hatches, albeit an unfruitful one.
It is very likely that by Googling his own name repeatedly, Gibson was crying out for help. Something neither his boss nor his disloyal friends could ever understand because their selfishness disallowed it.
As you learn the details of his dull existence, you can’t help but pity Gibson–the constant victim. But eventually, you start to wonder how many people in real life are like him; for example, how many people, like Gibson, input their own names in search engines and wait for a hit?
It might be a fruitful exercise for someone with amnesia to look up his or her given name and discover things about themselves, which had been forgotten; or someone who is seeking a new identity (legitimately or with sinister reasons); but short of that, what is the point?
Frankly, until I saw Wanted, it had not occurred to me to either Yahoo or Google my own name. But for those who have queried their names, what if you should find bad things were said about you? Would it cure your fixation on the unknown and available? Or would it fuel some new anxiety about what is being presented about you while you’re unaware?
The Internet is a web of possibilities. And as we know from Frodo’s experience in Lord of Rings, if not from real life experiences, webs can be dangerous. All the more tempting, right?
The possibilities are so tempting in fact that, according to the Toronto Star, even HR departments are Googling prospective employees. Surely it won’t end there. After all, there’s a wealth of useful information online to suit any purpose.
Some might say that it’s better to know what’s out there about you than to be left in the dark. But since names transcend locales, I hope there’s due diligence behind these searches.
I know there are others who share my moniker within the company I work for, so why not others around the globe? Surely one of them has been written about, so if I were to search my name online, I would surely find something. But my time would be better spent trying to make a difference for others or otherwise simply enjoying this life of mine.
Fortunately, Fox appeared, as if out of a dream, bringing adventure and passion to Gibson’s lackluster life; but only after he’d decided what kind of life he wanted. This proves that querying one’s existence is far inferior to creating it.
It’s a lesson not just for Gibson in a movie life, but also for the rest of us in real life. We create our own meaningful tale with each decision we make in our lives, and need not depend on others (inside or outside a virtual world) to illuminate it for us.