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Showing posts with label Twilight Zone. Show all posts
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Sunday, March 3, 2024

What bigger, badder thing will Barbie Bring Us? The BCU!

 


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If it works on a small scale, GO BIG! And Barbie was hardly small scale. So, what’s next? Well, of course there will be myriad Barbie sequels. And MATTEL (makers of Barbie) have some 60 movies (based on their toys) in the works. (Dwayne Johnson is working on “Rock ‘em Sock ‘em Robots.” J.J. Abrams is working on “Hot Wheels.” May God help us all.) Surely though, there’s something more that Barbie can bring to us. Something larger. A bigger universe where icons, designed to objectify women, are gathered aan somehow “re-worked” and “re-purposed” to, ostensibly, empower women! Don’t ask any questions. Just, go with it. It’s gonna be genius!

Tuesday, February 27, 2024

Welcome to "THE BARBIES!" -- "The Barbie Movie" Greatest Speech Ever Monologue by Gerwig.

 


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I really wanted to like the Barbie movie. I suppose I would have liked the movie that they marketed to me, but that isn’t what the movie turned out to be. I want to first say that the marketing (albeit deceptive) was the best marketing I’ve seen for a movie in a long, long time. It harkened back to the days of the one or two per summer blockbusters. --when movies truly were events, and it took years to make tent-pole pictures. Well, as brilliant (and all encompassing) as the marketing was, the movie was the opposite. It was perhaps diabolical, but that might be giving the creators too much credit. It was so incredibly convoluted on top of its nonsense (as well as choosing matriarch revenge -- very non-matriarch-like) over a world of gender equality, that I have to think the authors are ignorant if not also mean-spirited. At minimum, a few visits to even a half-assed shrink could have cleared up some of the whiny victimhood that the movie actually promotes.

Now, I would just dismiss this whole thing as a “silly little movie.” Why get “worked up about it?” Well, only because many people have “drank the Kool-Aid” and consider it to be some sort of seminal work. Most egregious is the celebrated and “heralded as genius” speech written for America Ferrera by Greta and her husband. “Yeah, they really get me and understand women and their plight” is what many women seemingly “take away.” (And, clutch the pearls, she was nominated for best screenplay but snubbed for best director!)  The issue is, the speech is purposely woven with paradox. That’s fine, but it mostly blames men for downside of the paradox. It hands over all the power to men, while believing that it somehow empowers women. It actually puts them in a victim posture, at the mercy of men and their whims. It also wants to “have its cake and eat it too.” Because it’s really the women behind this movie that are “putting women in their place” rather than men. Why is it that a “Magical Latina” must speak for Barbie and the “theme/point?” Because they could never cast Ferrera as the lead for a movie that is supposedly about equality and celebrating all shapes and sizes and colors of women. Without much “training,” most anyone can be snapped out of the haze and recognize that this “important speech” that made so many people on the set cry, is a typical “BEFORE” snapshot of a victim who has not had any sort of introspection, awakening, or therapy yet it is being celebrated as the “AFTER” self-awareness image. Let me ask you: Would any of you want to date, befriend, or hang out with anyone who talks about themselves and “womanhood” that way? ‘Seems like a big red (pink) flag to me. Ironically, feminism is about gaining equality. The movie instead lands right back where it started, with victim women ruling the land of Barbie. And for some reason, Robbie’s Barbie goes back to the horrible 1950s version of “Reality.” What? What is her motivation there? This movie is a convoluted mess. 


NOTE: The clip used for the metaphor for Gerwig’s speech is from the ending of “It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World.” (And that kind of sums it all up!) In it, all of the women march into a hospital room filled with all of the injured men. Ethel Merman leads the hoard and screams at the men calling them idiots and telling them, “It’s all your fault!” Of course she takes zero responsibility for the actions which render her flat on her rear.  I’d say that sums up what Gerwig was saying in the America Ferrera speech. I cannot remember whether the men were solely to blame in that comedy, but, regardless, it was clear that Merman’s character was a blow-hard. And no matter what, the film was a silly comedy. There was no “message” or activist agenda. Anyone and everyone could kick back and enjoy the shenanigans. I’m sure there’s plenty for the SJW snowflakes to have a fit over, but the movie is essentially a “cartoon.” Who would have thought it would have something so important to say 60+ years later in summarizing the Barbie Speech.


Friday, January 26, 2024

The Twilight Zone Kennedy Zone presents Sharmeen Obaid-Chinoy

 

Have we slipped into an alternate universe? Another dimension? Surely we've entered the Twilight Zone! Or rather, "The Kennedy Zone!" Forget about merit, ability, experience, canon, or history...so long as you are a wopoc, you need not even be a fan of a franchise or story. How dare "they" take a once sacred, beloved story/franchise/myth and pervert it so? How dare "they" get people who are not NARRATIVE film makers or writers nor even fans of the story. Have 'they" even seen it? I have nothing against Sharmeen doing what she's apparently good (great?) at doing...documentary film-making. She got an Academy award or two for it. (I, nor most of the world, have never seen those docs.) Why would a studio head ever "point" that at a 300 million $$$ budget visual effects laden narrative motion picture? It makes zero sense...at least in the original (or my) space-time-dimension/zone. I would never have a podiatrist perform cardio-vascular surgery. I wouldn't have a plumber do it either, as talented as that person might be. What am I missing here? Oh, in this "zone" it's all about identity and nothing more. 'funny how the identity of Star Wars has suffered the consequences. What happened to the most magical mythical story of modern times? It changed my life...not in some obscure or abstract way. After I saw Star Wars in the summer of 1977 on a huge screen in a single movie theater, I ran out and bought a Fuji, Single-8 movie camera. (You few insiders will know what that is and how great it was!) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Single-8 Unlike 8mm or Super8mm cameras, the film-maker could rewind the Single-8 film...to do Visual effects!! I made space-ship models and nearly burned down our house, twice, filming fire and explosions. I studied computer graphics at Purdue (with at least one famous PIXAR peep) and robotics for motion control. I headed to Hollywood and within a few months I was doing visual effects for every network and many TV shows at the time. (Dinosaurs, Outer Limits, X-Files, Buffy, etc.) It was a dream come true. I was a diehard Disney and Star Wars fan (and I've worked for Disney in many graphics and visual effects capacities), but, when I heard Disney acquired LucasFilm/Star Wars, "I had a bad feeling about this!" I was standing in line at Disney's California Adventure (The Cars Ride) at the time with my 5 year old son. 'call it a premonition, or just a hunch that two great things don't necessarily always work great together like chocolate and peanut butter. And I never really took a liking to any of JJ Abrams earlier stuff. When Episode 7 finally arrived, It was, as I expected, DOA, but I had to mumble that in quiet whispers because "everyone else" seemed to think it was great. But by the time Rian ruined Episode 8, I had many more allies, and "the jig was up!" Although I was comforted that I now had company in my disdain for the sequels, I was crestfallen by the horribly disfigured story that "I grew up on"... they epic, hero's journey that changed my world. Now, it's so relentless in its rush to the bottom of story making and rush to the top of wokeness and D.E.I., I feel like I'm in some weird, bizarro, perverted dimension. Why are "these" film-makers "getting to" direct and shape Star Wars? I now entertain myself (and hopefully others) using my VFX/GRFX skills in film-making satires that poke fun at the "using woke as a weapon" warriors. It's both fun and sad. Lemonade from lemons? I'd rather be enjoying epic, mythical stories that alter my life in truly evolutionary, "progressive" connecting ways. Who decided "we" needed to insert activist messages into films? True film and stories and movies and theater in the hands (minds and hearts) of experienced, talented writers/speakers/performers have ALWAYS moved the world "towards the light," even if they were dark/horror films. Solid story is something civilization stands on and builds up from. Now, it's all remakes, reworks of great works, or "tear downs." It's not civilized at all. It's maddening that it lurks and grows in the shadows of victim hood rather than the light of triumph.

Friday, October 27, 2023

The Twilight (Woke) Zone: Enter One Luke Skywalker...


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It's as though we (and Star Wars) have entered into the Twilight Zone. How could things have gone so badly? --from brilliance, genius, art, myth-creation, world-creation, down to pandering, gender-swapping, Mary-Sues, and bad/lazy writing. Wow. It's unspeakable what Johnson did to Mark Hamill. Hamill himself tried to speak out, but clearly, the Disney Force was too strong. Both he and his character have been castrated and left for dead. What happened to the "NEW HOPE!?" Luke was defiled by Rian Johnson. Johnson believes his "genius" lies in subverting (and perverting) expectations. So I guess it's alright to mutilate a story, its characters and it's canon. Joseph Campbell is exploding in his grave.