The movie may be that old, but that doesn’t say anything about the meme.
This meme also isn’t +100 years old:
I really understand how people with otherwise good lives get to an age where they no longer want to live forever.
I kinda take solace in this a bit. I’m 38, got young kids, and I don’t generally stop to think about my mortality but when I do it’s always with the thought that I’d miss stuff, mainly related to my kids and them growing and us all being a family. But presumably the rigors of life just become life, and you get to a point where you’re okay saying “Welp, that’s enough!” Perhaps I’m just rationalizing my future fears or something, I dunno, but that’s my hope, that I’ll reach an age where I can comfortably say I think I’ve seen it all, or seen enough that I can go peacefully into nothingness.
Obviously the darker alternative is that I’ve seen enough pain and I can’t take anymore. But I am not here for that! Good feelings only!
I feel it’s a little of column A and a little of column B.
But what happens is all the good stuff, the bad stuff, everything in between, it just stacks up and stacks up. You get bored with a lot of things because you’ve seen it all before so many times. I cannot stand “new” movies because I’ve seen them all before in other forms. I am disappointed by tragic things humans do, even with current problems in society, it’s new specifics but the broad story is the same. I see people debating things that they were debating 30 years ago. I see people voting against their best interest just a few years after doing the same thing.
What burns you out on life broadly, not in a dark, depressing way, is just the utter lack of novelty after a while. You will want to see more new things, you will want to travel and try new foods and experience new things, but even that all starts to feel cyclical.
After a point, and I’m not entirely there yet, I am quite certain that with few other things in my life I will feel a draw to a great unknown, because there’s nothing new left here to surprise me.
I’m not the penguin walking to the mountains yet, my community needs me and I need them… but I always have a side-eye to the mountains and a little voice in the back of my head: “Someday.”