Monday, April 04, 2005

sin city

i thought i had reached a plateau of numbness to death after the anxiety-ridden nervous breakdown i incurred during all the tsunami coverage. but, it's happened all over again. i saw Sin City last night with zack and his buddy. i didn't know what the movie was about, and i did get a fair warning that there would be a lot of guns and sex.

"no problem!" i thought, "i sex and voilence often make for a great thriller."

i was actually excited to see that the theatre had a little sign at the ticket book: Sin City carries an extreme R rating. Absolutely no one under 17 will be admitted.

"sweet dude!"

turns out the movie was not sweet at all. the images in that movie contained the most gratuidous violence i've ever subjected myself to viewing. people were whacked, sliced, chopped up, stabbed, decapitated, stripped of their genitals, eaten alive. ugh. and, half of them are shirtless! boobies hanging out in all their glory all over the place.

the whole thing was in black and white. i kept waiting for the dream sequence to be over and for the real movie to start. maybe i'm just not sophticated enough to appreciate all that blood in black and white.

perhaps the most shocking aspect of the film was the fact that little Rory from Gilmore Girls was featured as a sneaky prostitute! she wasn't believable by any stretch of the imagination. it was just weird to see my favorite smarty pants Gilmore Girl speaking all that hooker talk.

it would be an understatement to say i left that movie over-stimulated and weirded out.

on top of all the violence zack paid for me to watch, i'm getting smashed to pieces by all the death coverage in the news. is it really necessary for yahoo to rotate pictures of the pope's dead body on their homepage all day? oh, and has anyone noticed that the whole situation in Iraq has faded from the front page in leiu of up-to-the-minute news of the tragically ill?

i understand the need for the public to be aware and updated, but the graphic vulgarity of our society is wearing on me.

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