| What's unnerving is that the end of the world was shot on location. |
[Dec. 30th, 2009|07:11 pm]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
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From Amy Nicholson's review of The Road:
"What's unnerving is that the end of the world was shot on location. Apparently, if you want to see doom, just go to New Orleans or Pittsburgh."
I'm giving a lot of thought to not seeing it. I thought the book about the most dire thing I ever read. Full of imagery that I don't need. Things I'd rather never have heard of. Sometimes someone on the Stephanie Miller show will bring up something gross like, "What if Ronald Regan and Margaret Thatcher had made a sex tape?" Prompting her cohort, Chris, to exclaim sarcastically, "Gee, thanks for that image!" That's not the same sort of stuff as is in The Road but it has the same quality of being something you could have gone your whole life without hearing or seeing or thinking.*
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*The worst one of those things was a movie called Zoo. I'd like to strangle the little fart at the video store who recommended it. It's about a group of adult male humans who enjoy having "sex"** with adult male horses. Seems one of them bled out internally from a ruptured colon and died, which garnered them some national attention and prompted some whack-job to make a film about it. Even Rush had to comment on it, wondering how PETA could call the horse a victim "when the horse couldn't possibly have participated without being 'willing' to participate (if you get my drift)."
I had no idea such things were possible, much less practiced, and I wish I still didn't.
Just thought I'd share that.
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**I did not have sexual relations with that horse! Define "sex." |
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