Wanted

7/8/08

I saw Wanted last night…

The worst.

There should be a strict limit to the number of close up shots of bullets exploding through a human skull in a movie. And it should be zero.

[no really tho...I admit that I cover my eyes on most of the "scary parts" of movies, but watching this white boy being repeatedly pummeled in the face and stabbed in the stomach...in a motherfucking montage...almost brought me to tears. What kind of demented fuck holes make this shit up?].

I really just don’t understand people’s draw to blood, killing, and ass whippings. Escapism? …but why escape to a place more gruesome than reality? Entertainment? What is this obsession? It amazes me that the number of blows to the head so greatly supersedes the number of pelvic thrusts allowed in a film before it receives and NC17 rating. When did sexuality become more harmful to the public than violence? When will obscenity be reevaluated?

Eh. I don’t know if it’s just this country, cause i’ve haven’t consumed too much international media…

[except for that one trip to London and Paris I took in my tender 13th year. I glanced up at the television from the floor of a hotel room at two huge perky pink nippled tits on some busty white broad. It was bright as the morning out and this was on broadcast television...and forever etched in my memory. Oh and BBC documentaries which often don't blur out the penises.]

…but America seems to glorify and embrace the most grotesque aspects of human existence all too often…

…it’s so inauthentic, hyper-masculine, sexually repressed, blood thirsty, death craving…

I’m pretty sure other countries are quite hip to the death game too, though.

It just feels like we haven’t grown the way we should have by now as human beings. And I can’t tell if it’s actually getting worse or if i’m just more aware and sensitive…and damn pissed off.