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"I guess I'm out of a fucking job!"
- Jen*
In the action thriller Zero Dark Thirty,
Maya, the character of the story who
represented the real to life CIA agent
committed to running down bag-o-shit
Osama Bin Laden, was cheated out of
delivering the 'line of the century.'
"Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn!" stood out in the 20th
Century but the line above would have defined the 21st, and
if you don't believe me then [click here] to get an ear full...
What we got was the obligatory...compulsory mutherfucking
mandatory 'must have' emotional break! What is wrong with
filmmakers? Even when they're not held to all the film school
alumni bullshit they insist on crowbarring in a painfully inane
and artificially concocted 'emotional moment' all too placate
what a stratified Hollywood elite believes to be necessary for
us emotionally stunted common folk—and it is nauseating!
Yea, I'm gonna bag on Katheryn Bigelow for just a spell...
No, she didn't write the thing but she produced, and directed,
and held creative control if not full fucking control with an iron
fucking fist! So, sitting in the theatre watching a movie that I
was genuinely enjoying but always looking for that lie, and at
timestamp 02:27:00 I watched that lie unfold before my eyes!
Sure, I didn't know it per se, but it sure as shit was obvious.
It was not close to the comedically staged Hotel Rawanda's
'meltdown in the lockerroom' scene that was so off-putting the
real Paul Rusesabagina, in an effort to save face, denounced
the filmmakers in interviews saying, "That never happened."
Paul was insulted by the lie, and the memory of him through
a film that should represent him honestly, a true to form hero,
the filmmakers failed to stick to the 'truth of the moment!'
The memory of CIA's Jen (pseudonym) will forever be lost to
us mere mortals who slog along doing average shit through a
life we feel stuck in, and for the love of God we would give up
our right nut (or tit) and 20 years off the top of our life for just
one three-day weekend living as Paul or Jen or anybody who
makes a difference...when we already do and fail to see it?
"What we do in life echos for eternity" is a saying purported
to be from ancient Rome but who cares? The depth of that
statement holds true as much today as it did then—because
every one of us makes a difference, good or bad, and if one
wields kindness, gratitude and simple generosity then THAT
shit flows for a long fucking way in your wake!
It is said that people go to the movies to escape the troil an'
drudgery of daily life but, fact is, this is not exactly the case.
Action films like John Wick fur shnizzle sure, but those that
depict historical events then it's no! The ticket for that ride is
never for an escape. They're coming for truth, facts, to learn,
to mentally connect, to emulate or maybe aspire to. As with
Zero Dark Thirty entertainment was the last thing in our tiny
little common folk minds when paying for that seat!
The state of the movie industry for quite some time is best
described as a "red asphalt" of failure upon pending failure!
When NASA said 'failure is not an option' they had an explicit
impact on that desired outcome! For Hollywood this is some
dyscognitive primal mantra lost when they are pathologically
risk adverse in an industry where it's critical to take risks!
To aproach Jane and John Q. Public (JQP) and straight up
ask them what it is they want for entertainment, what they'd
be willing to pony up for, would be (in defence of the industry)
very much akin to ceding upon Homer Simpson carte blanche
in designing the car of his dreams. Outside of the controlled
'preview house' experience JQP is purdy-much out of that loop
yet, then again, very few from that crowd actually know how to
articulate what it is they want—except to point out the endless
dreck the industry has been re-regurgitating for decades and
shout to the heavens at the top of their lungs, "NOT THAT!"
Now to you, that being the Hollywood you...
In an industry where holding to metrics on trends, a priori,
via collage indoctrinated dipshits have failed you again and
again, where cramming DEI, ESG and limitless shovelfuls of
nonsensically moronic post-modernist wishful thinking down
our retching throats has failed you...when ya could've simply
asked a small few who DO know what it is we want!
They are out there, they always have been! With the internet
there is a lot to chose from but, to narrow it down for the time
being [Nerdrodic],
[Critical Drinker] and
[Doomcock] would be
a nice start. Yea, it'll be a hippopotamus tail-spin full of ridicule
and funhouse mirror self-reflection but...you fuckin' deserve it!
And here we turn to you, the audience you...
The purse string is what controls the film industry and, if you
know anything about finance and banking, those brazen imps
who control said strings are celebrated for their lack of integrity
and backbone. When Obi Wan warned Luke about Mos Eisley
then this is what I convey to you!
I used to live on the periphery of that wretched hive of scum
and villainy. I took to screenwriting—never to gain traction or
favor and, yet, when I finally got a bite for this property I was
long gone and oh-so glad to be out of there!
Reachin' into the clue bag, Hollywood purposefully has zero
respect for the movie going public. It's not to say they hate
ya but they might as well? They hold you in bitter contempt
and, to top it all off, they sure as shit resent and blame you
when you fail to support their efforts to "entertain" you!
Yet, curiously, they wonder why we despise 'em?
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Fear and Loathing in Tinsel Town...
"The book was better"
- Carl Sagan
Okay, fuck, now I have to bang on an' on about screenwriting
and book writing...uuugh! Give me a frickin' minute...

(Yea, this animated .gif is sooo 1998)
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