Same Story, Different Animal: Joker 2019 and Buck the dog , Arthur Fleck ( 2019 ) and Call of the wild ( 1903 )

Same Story, Different Animal: Buck the dog and Arthur Fleck. Joker 2019 and Call of the wild with Image Quotes

Joker 2019 the call of the wild

There is an old great novel by Jack London called the call of the wild, the book about a dog who was abused by men. same as joker 2019 Joaquin Phoenix, both suffered because of the cruel society. the society did not have mercy on both victims., until they went back to the wild. the dog buck forgot his domestication and became wolve like his ancestor, Arthur fleck went to back to the primitive wild human being. 

“He was a killer, a thing that preyed, living on the things that lived, unaided, alone, by virtue of his own strength and prowess, surviving triumphantly in a hostile environment where only the strong survive.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

The dog Buck and  Arthur Fleck finally exploded and changed drastically, The dog Buck in Call of the world escaped from people and went back to the wild. became wild like his ancestors and joined the wolves, and  Arthur Fleck made the same when you notice the scene of the bathroom

you can see Joker Arthur Fleck get born again. he is acting like he is going outside the womb of the society to be an enemy who has no mercy.

when the joker said “I used to think that my life was a tragedy, but now I realize, it’s a comedy.” he is now understanding there is no meaning in his suffering, it like Black comedy play made by crazy writer.. how can you act in comedy play, you should react with the black comedy with stronger black comedy

The dance in this video was not strange. he is acting like he is reviving again from the womb of the society like baby got born again but in vengeance.

The dog Buck had a similar experience,  He becomes progressively feral in the harsh environment, where he is forced to fight to survive and dominate other dogs. By the end, he sheds the veneer of civilization, and relies on primordial instinct and learned experience to emerge as a leader in the wild.

I will  make a mix of quotes between Jack London Novel Call of the wild and Joker 2019 because I believe they are same

“There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.”
Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“He had learned well the law of club and fang, and he never forewent an advantage or drew back from a foe he had started on the way to Death. He had lessoned from Spitz, and from the chief fighting dogs of the police and mail, and knew there was no middle course. He must master or be mastered; while to show mercy was a weakness. mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death. Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law; and this mandate, down out of the depths of Time, he obeyed.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“He had learned well the law of club and fang, and he never forewent an advantage or drew back from a foe he had started on the way to Death. He had lessoned from Spitz, and from the chief fighting dogs of the police and mail, and knew there was no middle course. He must master or be mastered; while to show mercy was a weakness. mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death. Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law; and this mandate, down out of the depths of Time, he obeyed.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“A man with a club [bat] is a law-maker, a man to be obeyed, but not necessarily conciliated.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

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Joker 2019 the call of the wild

Joker 2019 the call of the wild

Joker 2019 the call of the wild

Joker 2019 the call of the wild

Joker 2019 the call of the wild

Joker 2019 the call of the wild

Joker 2019 the call of the wild

Arthur Fleck: What do you get when you cross a mentally ill loner with a society that abandons him and treats him like trash? You get what you fuckin’ deserve!

“Deep in the forest a call was sounding, and as often as he heard this call, mysteriously thrilling and luring, he felt compelled to turn his back upon the fire and the beaten earth around it, and to plunge into the forest, and on and on, he knew not where or why; nor did he wonder where or why, the call sounding imperious, deep in the forest.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“He felt strangely numb. As though from a great distance, he was aware that he was being beaten. The last sensations of pain left him. He no longer felt anything, though very faintly he could hear the impact of the club upon his body. But it was no longer his body, it seemed so far away.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

Arthur Fleck: For my whole life, I didn’t know if I even really existed. But I do, and people are starting to notice.

“He must master or be mastered; while to show mercy was a weakness. Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death. Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law; and this mandate, down out of the depths of Time, he obeyed.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“But he is not always alone. When the long winter nights come on and the wolves follow their meat into the lower valleys, he may be seen running at the head of the pack through the pale moonlight or glimmering Borealis, leaping gigantic above his fellows, his great throat a-bellow as he sings a song of the younger world, which is the song of the pack.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“There is a patience of the wild–dogged, tireless, persistent as life itself–that holds motionless for endless hours the spider in its web, the snake in its coils, the panther in its ambuscade; this patience belongs peculiarly to life when it hunts its living food;”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“The first theft marked Buck as fit to survive in the hostile Northland environment. It marked his adaptability, his capacity to adjust himself to changing conditions, the lack of which would have meant swift and terrible death. It marked, further, the decay or going to pieces of his moral nature, a vain thing and a handicap in the ruthless struggle for existence.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“He had been suddenly jerked from the heart of civilization and flung into the heart of things primordial.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“He had killed man, the noblest game of all, and he had killed in the face of the law of club and fang.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“He was beaten (he knew that); but he was not broken. He saw, once for all, that he stood no chance against a man with a club. He had learned the lesson, and in all his afterlife he never forgot it. That club was a revelation. It was his introduction to the reign of primitive law, and he met the introduction halfway. The facts of life took on a fiercer aspect; and while he faced that aspect uncowed, he faced it with all the latent cunning of his nature aroused.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“At the first step upon the cold surface, Buck’s feet sank into a white mushy something very like mud. He sprang back with a snort. More of this white stuff was falling through the air. He shook himself, but more of it fell upon him. He sniffed it curiously, then licked some upon his tongue. It bit like fire, and the next instant was gone. This puzzled him. He tried it again, with the same result. The onlookers laughed uproariously, and he felt ashamed, he knew not why, for it was his first snow.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“Sometimes he pursued the call into the forest, looking for it as though it were a tangible thing, barking softly or defiantly… Irresistible impulses seized him. he would be lying in camp, dozing lazily in the heat of the day, when suddenly his head would lift and his ears cock up, intent and listening, and he would spring on his feet and dash away, and on and on, for hours, though the forest aisles.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“But under it all they were men, penetrating the land of desolation and mockery and silence, puny adventurers bent on colossal adventure, pitting themselves against the might of a world as remote and alien and pulseless as the abysses of space. ”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive. This ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living, comes to the artist, caught up and out of himself in a sheet of flame.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“It was an old song, old as the breed itself – one of the first songs of the younger world in a day when songs were sad. It was invested with the woe of unnumbered generations, this plaint by which Buck was so strangely stirred. When he moaned and sobbed, it was with the pain of living that was of old the pain of his wild fathers, and the fear and mystery of the cold and dark that was to them fear and mystery. And that he should be stirred by it marked the completeness with which he harked back through the ages of fire and roof to the raw beginnings of life in the howling ages.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“For the pride of trace and trail was his, and sick unto death, he could not bear that another dog should do his work.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

Social Worker: They don’t give a shit about people like you, Arthur. And they don’t give a shit about people like me either.

“…in his gambling, he had one besetting weakness — faith in a system; and this made his damnation certain. ”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“There was nothing the matter with them except they were dead tired. It was not the dead tiredness that comes through brief and excessive effort, from which recovery is a matter of hours; but it was the dead-tiredness that comes through the slow and prolonged strength drainage of months of toil.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

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