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Movie Mayhem

 

 

If you’re a movie buff, like me, and you want to watch film reviews or commentary on YouTube, at some point you will be confronted with “the great Star Wars debate.” This battle isn’t confined to the George Lucas flicks and their endless sequels; it encompasses any movie or television franchise that Hollywood has taken a woke sledgehammer to.

I saw the first two Star Wars movies in theaters way back in the 1970s-80s. I haven’t rewatched them. I recall thinking they were kind of cool, but not that great. Popcorn fluff. Good popcorn fluff, but no more than that. Three out of four stars. I still feel that way.

And so, I am torn when I’m bombarded with hyper-emotional YouTube videos lamenting the desecration of Lucas’s beloved franchise. Star Wars fans react to the latest Hollywood “reimagining” of their treasured flicks in a very personal way. It’s as if their grandparents have been erased from Ancestry.com.

I agree that “woke” Hollywood needs to be put to sleep, and that needs to happen yesterday. But Star Wars fans need to grow the fuck up and watch something else. Something better.

 

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Speaking of Hollywood outrage, Christopher Nolan is under attack for casting Lupita Nyong’o as Helen of Troy in his upcoming The Odyssey movie. She’s too black and not beautiful enough to play Helen, according to the outraged.

I don’t know. I did a bit of research, and I hope that we can at least agree that Lupita has a beautiful booty. Here it is jiggling in a screen cap (above) and a clip (below) from 12 Years a Slave:

 

 

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Speaking (again) of Hollywood outrage, here is blonde actress Samaire Armstrong complaining about the dearth of roles for women like her. She thinks it’s because she is white. I did a bit of research, and I think it’s because she’s no longer 25, as she was in this nude scene from It’s a Boy Girl Thing (2006). She’s the completely naked blonde on the left (not the fat lady):

 

 

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Is Obsession really a masterpiece? Well … we shall see.

I haven’t yet seen the movie, but here are three reasons why I hesitate to hop on the bandwagon:

Hereditary

It Follows

The Babadook

All of those movies were hailed as modern horror-movie classics. I watched all of them. What do I remember about them?

Hereditary: I recall a scene involving a child and a severed head (I think) caused by a car accident. I remember it had a surrealistic ending.

It Follows: I recall the lower-class, grungy Detroit setting, and I remember naked old people.

The Babadook: I recall family drama involving a mother and her child, and I remember ghostly shadows on a ceiling.

I admired all of those movies, but I didn’t love them and certainly didn’t think of them as modern horror-movie classics.

You have to understand that when I came of age, I went to the movies and saw The Exorcist, The Shining, Halloween and movies of that ilk. Now those were modern horror-movie classics.

Maybe I’m wrong about Obsession. Time will tell, but I’m not optimistic.

 

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I made the above post seven years ago. Despite the recent hoopla about UFOs and secret government files, I still feel like we haven’t been given anywhere near enough information.

 

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Whatever happened to this guy “LandumC”? I enjoyed his YouTube channel, but he seems to have vanished for the past nine months. Come back, LandumC.

 

 

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by Robert Kurson

 

 

When I was a kid, I’d watch TV shows like Sea Hunt and movies like Thunderball. I would eagerly anticipate the undersea action scenes. And then I’d be underwhelmed by what I saw.

Not even Sean Connery as James Bond could inject much life into the sluggish scuba-diving scenes in Thunderball.

Which brings me to Shadow Divers, Robert Kurson’s chronicle of “one of the last mysteries of WWII.” Having read the book, I think back to those shows I watched as a kid and speculate. Do some things simply translate better on the page than on the screen?

Pros: Kurson delivers numerous tense, claustrophobic episodes in which “wreck divers” attempt to identify a World War II U-boat languishing on the bottom of the ocean near New Jersey. People die in these watery excursions. Kurson makes the reader feel as though he’s with them, 230 feet beneath the surface of the Atlantic.

Cons: To a landlubber like me, the stakes of this pursuit (aside from perishing on the ocean bottom) don’t seem all that high. We are told that the two heroes of Kurson’s tale want most of all to bring “closure” to descendants of the submarine’s crew. But does it matter that much to learn that grandpa died off the coast of New Jersey, rather than off the coast of Gibraltar?

I suspect the divers’ motives might have been a tad more self-serving than simply providing closure.

 

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