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Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Unfortunately quotable #1

I like a good scary movie as much as the next guy (actually, not quite as much as the next guy, but I like a good scare every now and then), but there's a huge difference to me between a movie where people are getting killed and one where people are getting tortured. It's a literal morbid curiosity that makes people want to see death, but it's a sick and evil impulse—maybe subconscious, but still there—that inspires a fascination with torture.

But it's the torture genre that's sweeping the theaters these days. As usual, everyone's trying to pass it off as harmless entertainment, that it doesn't say anything thing about the people who are clamoring to see it. If the booming ticket sales doesn't say enough about them, what they're saying to Hostel director Eli Roth says a whole lot more:

People told me after Hostel that they had thoughts about burning people's faces with blow torches. They had fears about it. And they [now] felt like they weren't crazy.
But they shouldn't feel like that, because they ARE crazy. I don't know who this might come as a news flash to, but if you're having thoughts about burning people's faces with a blow torch, you are crazy and you need help. I'm sorry you had to hear it here first.

1 comment:

L said...

A movie determines that you are not crazy? A sanity benchmark for $9.50, plus popcorn. No more therapy, just read the news, watch movies and TV and you will identify with a special character, one that makes you feel squishy inside.

I can watch some violence, some slasher stuff, but torture makes squeamish. I would be a bad spy.