The Shawshank Redemption was on again last week, and once again I was mesmerized. It is one of the most powerful films I have ever seen. The Stephen King short story on which the film is based, Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption, is amazing as well. It was published as “Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption” in the book Different Seasons, along with “Apt Pupil,” which was number thirty three on my list, and The Body, which became the film Stand By Me. “Different Seasons” might be the best book no one knows about.
“The Shawshank Redemption” and the novella that inspired it are very similar. I would consider myself wildly blessed to have written either. It’s a story of hope, and how infectious hope is, and how important is to never lose it. Andy Dufresne never gives up. Eventually, through sheer persistence and belief in himself, he finds a way. No matter what happens, he maintains his identity. Andy is Andy at the beginning, in the middle, and at the end. His identity remains despite all the injustice he endures. The Shawshank Redemption is a powerful story about the power of remaining true and keeping hope. It inspires me every time I see it, and every time I think about it, and that is why I wish I had written it.