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I always found these types of Louis CK bits really odd. There’s something self-hating about an observational comedian who has made his fortune complaining about things that aren’t hunger or poverty, complaining about people complaining about things that aren’t hunger or poverty. It doesn’t seem like a particularly new insight that there’s always someone who has it worse, and the people who say it aren’t necessarily working for Doctors Without Borders themselves. At worst, it’s like a less honest, more sanctimonious way of saying “shut up, your problems are not entertaining enough for me to care”. Anyway, I’ve done my share of feeling bad about feeling bad about things that aren’t hunger or poverty, and that’s no way to live. It feels bad enough to feel bad.
Not to say it’s not really important to be informed about these things, especially to know what the U.S. is doing to contribute to people’s misery, like in Afghanistan, Pakistan, Yemen, Somalia, etc., where we’re currently slaughtering thousands and terrorizing hundreds of thousands of people with robot planes. Because if no one knows about it, there’s no outrage, and if there’s no outrage, it doesn’t stop. But I don’t think denying or minimizing my own feelings about slow sidewalk walkers or what have you helps one way or another. Questioning every emotion I have and whether it’s a worthy one is just exhausting and paralyzing and ultimately seems even more self-absorbed and navel-gazing than just feeling what I feel. Anyway, not trying to claim any kind of high ground here, just always thought the Louis CK stuff needed a counterpoint.
I always thought Twin Peaks would be much better if all the episodes included a self-aware subplot with the Dancing Dream Man trying to talk normal and not dance all the time so more people would like him, with a lot of additional metacommentary underlining, highlighting, and drawing little stars around the already obvious parallels between the Dancing Dream Man’s unpopularity and the show’s perceived unpopularity with philistines who don’t have IMAGINATION and don’t like to be CHALLENGED, and then at the end the Dancing Dream Man learns he’s got to just be himself in spite of the haters, and Coop, Sheriff Truman, and Albert learn not to insult each other like they’ve been doing 90 percent of the episode because they’re stronger as a team than as individuals.
Mr. Holland’s Opus
The Bounty Hunter
Truly a terrible movie…the only thing that prevents me from agreeing that it’s “literally” the worst is Batman & Robin.
Seriously, every time there’s an object of vital importance to someone’s survival, it should accidentally be dropped in a hole.
You’ve said a mouthful, what the hell is this?
# of zombies killed by men thus far: like 30
# killed by women: 0
And did they really have to have someone say she missed her Maytag TWICE? Yiiiiikes. Everyone to the Thunderdome.
Back to the Future 4 looks really great, you guys!
Time for Ernest to go back to jail.
As long as that doesn’t mean you believe gay sex is a sin or that women are inferior to men or that creationism should be included in biology textbooks, I got no problem.
Memoirs of a Sleepa
This is what grown-up Oompa Loompas look like.
I think Gabe has already recorded the definitive Videogum song:
Next time he should put his clothes on backwards and be all like, “What? I’m just wearing clothes normally.”
That line was amazing. Raymond Chandler is giving the thumbs up in his grave.
The scariest part was when it turned away from the tornado and the one dude was just standing facing the corner.
The Day of the Locust (1975): Director indulges in heavy symbolism to show that the pathetic characters are pathetic. (Starring Donald Sutherland as “Homer Simpson”.)
The Reader (2008): Kate Winslet as a Nazi who can’t read.