Friday, May 21, 2004
Monica, muse for the sick and twisted
Since watching the trainwreck that is Matrix Revolutions I have been taking an interest in the actors that allowed such a brilliant idea to be turned so perfectly into a 129-minute shitstorm. Obviously the actors are being paid to do their jobs, but didn't it occur to a single one of them to raise their hand and say "Excuse me everyone. has anyone else noticed that the only way we could make this movie worse is by having serin gas pumped into the theaters?" I wouldn't expect such a display from Keanu, but come on Laurence, you were in Apocolypse Now! for God's sake.
After watching a film that leaves a stain on my very soul like this, I need to investigate the actors to see if they have fallen from grace properly or just grabbed at perhaps their only shot at a big budget event. Among the cast that I googled: Monica Bellucci (aka Persephone the lonely, bisexual dataslut).
It seems that Monica has become something of a modern Bridgett Bardot in her homeland of Italy. And with her star on the rise I looked up some other films I may have seen her in. one of these movies she was in that had an immense amount of controversy associated was Irreversible. So, being the film buff and general purpose genius that I am I watched it. This has to be one of the bravest, most intense actresses of our time. In the film, there is a rape scene that must last ten minutes in a single take. It is the most violent and disturbing scene of its kind I have ever witnessed. I actually covered my eyes, and this comes from a man that watched 'Man Bites Dog' for its cinematic value.
After watching this poor woman get violated and killed with the kind of realism that had the popcorning threatening to come back to the bucket I got to thinking about all of the sick fuckers out there who would be jerking off to a scene like this. And we all know that they're out there. Lonely, frustrated gamma males who lack the ability to focus their aggression toward healthy ends like football or jackknifing their car off of a bridge into the cold waters of icy death.
After a little surfing I realized that these rape-fantasy groups exist all over the world. And more suprising is the number of women who are advertising for an open man-handler position. They set up the scene, talk out what's they're doing and then arrange to act it out. What's wrong with you women? Isn't it enough that you have to deal with being smaller and weaker than men, with fewer options and less pay? Aren't you dejected enough by the sheer truth that the natural urge to reproduce mandates that you allow your body to be penetrated and thrust upon? Apparantly not. it would seem that some of you ladies of lesser intellect are just not satisfied unless you get the opportunity to play hapless victim for a few minutes with a would-be murderer who can't get laid without his ether.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not one of these bleeding heart male feminists. Far from it. The motto is "I'm a man, therefore I win". But let's keep the rules even here, humans. When a man is proving to be a detriment to the cause, we eliminate him. It's simple and it keeps us lean for the fight. Women, if you don't start cutting loose the crazy ones who perpetuate everything you're standing against you're going to end up back in corsets. And not the cute, fashionable kind either, but the ugly, breath restricting, tit-squshing reminders that despite equal recognition you have opted for the category of subhuman manslave. And that is more disturbing than even the most vile of rape scenes on film.
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After watching a film that leaves a stain on my very soul like this, I need to investigate the actors to see if they have fallen from grace properly or just grabbed at perhaps their only shot at a big budget event. Among the cast that I googled: Monica Bellucci (aka Persephone the lonely, bisexual dataslut).
It seems that Monica has become something of a modern Bridgett Bardot in her homeland of Italy. And with her star on the rise I looked up some other films I may have seen her in. one of these movies she was in that had an immense amount of controversy associated was Irreversible. So, being the film buff and general purpose genius that I am I watched it. This has to be one of the bravest, most intense actresses of our time. In the film, there is a rape scene that must last ten minutes in a single take. It is the most violent and disturbing scene of its kind I have ever witnessed. I actually covered my eyes, and this comes from a man that watched 'Man Bites Dog' for its cinematic value.
After watching this poor woman get violated and killed with the kind of realism that had the popcorning threatening to come back to the bucket I got to thinking about all of the sick fuckers out there who would be jerking off to a scene like this. And we all know that they're out there. Lonely, frustrated gamma males who lack the ability to focus their aggression toward healthy ends like football or jackknifing their car off of a bridge into the cold waters of icy death.
After a little surfing I realized that these rape-fantasy groups exist all over the world. And more suprising is the number of women who are advertising for an open man-handler position. They set up the scene, talk out what's they're doing and then arrange to act it out. What's wrong with you women? Isn't it enough that you have to deal with being smaller and weaker than men, with fewer options and less pay? Aren't you dejected enough by the sheer truth that the natural urge to reproduce mandates that you allow your body to be penetrated and thrust upon? Apparantly not. it would seem that some of you ladies of lesser intellect are just not satisfied unless you get the opportunity to play hapless victim for a few minutes with a would-be murderer who can't get laid without his ether.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not one of these bleeding heart male feminists. Far from it. The motto is "I'm a man, therefore I win". But let's keep the rules even here, humans. When a man is proving to be a detriment to the cause, we eliminate him. It's simple and it keeps us lean for the fight. Women, if you don't start cutting loose the crazy ones who perpetuate everything you're standing against you're going to end up back in corsets. And not the cute, fashionable kind either, but the ugly, breath restricting, tit-squshing reminders that despite equal recognition you have opted for the category of subhuman manslave. And that is more disturbing than even the most vile of rape scenes on film.
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