Got my daughter to commit to watching with me when we're done with Schitz Creek this week.The Mitchels vs. The Machines. Loved it. Funny and silly.
Double toasted ripped the crap out of this movie.Unhinged: Ooookay? / Great
A plus-sized Russell Crowe plays a man who’s… gone through a rough patch in his life, and just wants a little common decency from a world that he feels just can’t be bothered to give it. A single mother and her child have a minor misunderstanding with him at a traffic light; he requests an apology, doesn’t get it, and the next hour and a half makes the term “road rage” sound like “hissy-fit.”
Crowe is just scary in this one. The opening scene is nothing short of horrific. It’s fiction of course, but given all the tragedy in the news of late, the idea that there are people out there harboring this kind of pure rage and potential for violence makes one just wanna stay home and out of everyone’s line of sight. Basically, be kind to everyone you meet; you never know which fractured psychopath doesn’t take kindly to indifference and social slights.
that's the thing though, it's not. I've lost count of "angry white dudes who take out their insecurities in violence for minor slights" based films, and this is no different. It's why I can't enjoy The Punisher, because it's not escapism, it's just Steve McChucklefuck, the gun toting shitbag. It's like a very depressing, IRL variation on "It was Tuesday" speech. It's not escapism, it's just the nightly news.It’s fiction of course
That's my point. This tale is fiction, but so representative of reality, it makes one wonder how many times they've crossed paths with someone like Crowe's character. An anecdote I've mentioned here before: in 2007, I received a random friend request via Xbox Live from someone with a Virginia Tech logo as their pic. I'd not played with them, so I deleted the request; the next morning, the infamous mass shooting at Virginia Tech happened. Of course, I believe this was an insane coincidence, but when fiction such as this film exists, it makes one wonder: how often have we been in close proximity to someone whose breaking point is nigh if not long since surpassed, and the slightest encounter had unfathomable repercussions?that's the thing though, it's not. I've lost count of "angry white dudes who take out their insecurities in violence for minor slights" based films, and this is no different. It's why I can't enjoy The Punisher, because it's not escapism, it's just Steve McChucklefuck, the gun toting shitbag. It's like a very depressing, IRL variation on "It was Tuesday" speech. It's not escapism, it's just the nightly news.
Even if it's that true with you denying the friend request from the Virginia tech shooter, that's not your fault. He made his own choice. He knew what he was doing and it was wrong, but did it anyway. You have nothing to feel guilty over.That's my point. This tale is fiction, but so representative of reality, it makes one wonder how many times they've crossed paths with someone like Crowe's character. An anecdote I've mentioned here before: in 2007, I received a random friend request via Xbox Live from someone with a Virginia Tech logo as their pic. I'd not played with them, so I deleted the request; the next morning, the infamous mass shooting at Virginia Tech happened. Of course, I believe this was an insane coincidence, but when fiction such as this film exists, it makes one wonder: how often have we been in close proximity to someone whose breaking point is nigh if not long since surpassed, and the slightest encounter had unfathomable repercussions?
I like horror films when they involve supernatural shit, but when you have stuff like "Saw" or "Hostel" that are so clearly grounded in dark realities and potentialities, it makes me uncomfortable.
I don't think it WAS the Virginia Tech shooter, but the coincidence was eerie and disturbing. Didn't help that his activity on Xbox ended that same day as of my checking several weeks later...Even if it's that true with you denying the friend request from the Virginia tech shooter, that's not your fault. He made his own choice. He knew what he was doing and it was wrong, but did it anyway. You have nothing to feel guilty over.
Oh I know, I've had many a random encounter with unhinged people, not the least of which is my own brother. I'm the kind of person that apparently just broadcasts "I will listen to your tales of woe", on some frequency that people can pick up on, because I've lost count of the number of times random, unstable people have done things like just, sit down at my table at a 24 hour diner, and just start talking to me about their problems. This includes a guy who said he was a vietnam vet (who was drunk as hell), who wanted me to go out to his car and take his gun and shoot him, because he wanted to die, but was too scared to do it himself. The unhinged are all around us. That's why I just don't find those kinds of films all that engaging. It doesn't feel like fiction to me or anything, it just feels exploitative of a really horrible situation.That's my point. This tale is fiction, but so representative of reality, it makes one wonder how many times they've crossed paths with someone like Crowe's character. An anecdote I've mentioned here before: in 2007, I received a random friend request via Xbox Live from someone with a Virginia Tech logo as their pic. I'd not played with them, so I deleted the request; the next morning, the infamous mass shooting at Virginia Tech happened. Of course, I believe this was an insane coincidence, but when fiction such as this film exists, it makes one wonder: how often have we been in close proximity to someone whose breaking point is nigh if not long since surpassed, and the slightest encounter had unfathomable repercussions?
I like horror films when they involve supernatural shit, but when you have stuff like "Saw" or "Hostel" that are so clearly grounded in dark realities and potentialities, it makes me uncomfortable.
I think that's what they're going for, actually. Horror works best when you leave the theater and realize "oh, shit; that could actually happen. To ME." A film about aliens or spirits one can be easily written off as escapism, but films like "Unhinged" remind us that the guy sitting next to you, y'know, the guy from whom to took the last hot pretzel at the concession stand 45 minutes earlier, aren't fantasy. They are indeed cautionary tales.The unhinged are all around us. That's why I just don't find those kinds of films all that engaging. It doesn't feel like fiction to me or anything, it just feels exploitative of a really horrible situation.
To extend that a little, all of the, for example, Alien films, are in large part about uncaring rich and powerful people deliberately endangering the little people to gain power/profit.I think that's what they're going for, actually. Horror works best when you leave the theater and realize "oh, shit; that could actually happen. To ME." A film about aliens or spirits one can be easily written off as escapism, but films like "Unhinged" remind us that the guy sitting next to you, y'know, the guy from whom to took the last hot pretzel at the concession stand 45 minutes earlier, aren't fantasy. They are indeed cautionary tales.
You're talking about the allegorical nature of "Aliens;" most movies have fundamentally relatable aspects to them when broken down to the raw components. I'm talking about stuff happening on screen easily being 1:1 with stuff that could happen in real life. "Unhinged" could easily be a true story. Hell, watch the news; it's not far from a true story.To extend that a little, all of the, for example, Alien films, are in large part about uncaring rich and powerful people deliberately endangering the little people to gain power/profit.
Which is every day since the earliest cities were built in the Fertile Crescent.
OTOH, the specifics of "The Company" in Aliens is a step away from day to day life.
This is how forgettable that film was: I watched it just a few days ago, and FORGOT I'd watched it until I read this post just now. Seriously, it sounded familiar, so I Googled it, and yep; apparently, I've seen it. Left about as much an impression on me as a commercial for adult diapers or laundry detergent.Tom Clancy's Without Remorse
What a boring movie. *This* generic, uneventful, boilerplate supersoldier-out-for-vengeance shtick was in development hell for 20 years? Van Damme could've made the same movie 20 times during that time. And at least a couple would've been better than Tom Clancy's Without Remorse.