The memories of his childhood, as he sits dockside, and his child mind looks upon a full moon. They make another mistake by only raining on the spot he stands upon after. A small part of him on a beach, he comes home to tell his wife about the upset. One day Truman sees his dead dad alive, and dressed as a homeless man. An only child just like you. “You sailing off into that storm. I never blamed you then. And I don’t blame you now,” Truman’s mother tries to comfort him. Apparently, the groove crew of lights-camera, action and an on-purpose or accidentally, drop an exploded airplane part onto the street in front of the sidewalk of the neat, trim and perfect sub-division home of Truman and his lovely wife. The simplified reality life he lives, one day Truman decides to do a little investigative reporting regarding his place in life. “You’re going to lose a lot more than your teeth if you don’t make quota,” threatens his boss. The lovely town of Seaheaven, Truman, an island dweller, his motif, to get to the bottom of the meaning of his life, trapped within the sphere of a dream social agency, he often feels his own creator shares closer quarters with him than he knows. The terrific, perfect world of Truman does not seem to enslave him. Almost as Donne’s Valediction, Forbidding Mourning, Truman begins to feel strange about his own world. Haunted, Truman who has never left the island, wants to go to Fiji, Japan. “I’m going to do it. Don’t worry about that. Bonus time is just around the corner.” It takes money, time and planning. His trip to the tour office found Truman more than curious about Omnes Pro Uno on the square. And while Truman has only partially discovered what he lives under, he inquires the agent to show him the way to go home, and a twist as sardonic as a cult group who controls every move of a member, Truman has a choice at Lancaster Square, and the radio-politio imagery coming from his own auto. Just as the plans they made for Suzanne put an end to her, a young woman named Sylvia appears as a type of message for him, that and a symbol of how’s it going to end? The button on her sweater at the college library seems to tell all. “If we don’t go now, it won’t happen. Do you understand? So, what do you want to do?” Sometimes, he thinks he should have followed her to Fiji. The wish for one man permitted, “If I die before I reach the summit, you’ll use me as an alternative source of food ~ Damn it,” he said in an angry tone. Rated PG.