Roman Holiday is a fun little inverse-Cinderella story about how much it sucks to be a royal anachronism in this modern day and age, or rather in 1953. However, it very annoyingly ends just when it might have become more interesting.
This to me is a classic exposition of the old addage “The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence.” We always want what we do not have. Money, power, and fame together are a prison of responsibility (see earlier rants). But without them, people generally have certain freedoms they would otherwise not possess. And yet, even with these freedoms, people will almost always at least wistfully crave for such a prison. To quote Garfield (the cat, not the president), “It’s the getting, not the having.”
