A MOVIEGOER’S MANTRA

A Moviegoer's Mantra

The way I see it, there are three kinds of people out there. People who LOVE movies, people who don’t go to the movies, and people who shouldn’t go to the movies. In the last several years, I have been going to the movies more and more often than ever before, as I live in a city that has has been nationally ranked as one of the best for movie lovers, especially when it comes to independent and retro screenings. However the modern theatrical landscape has been tainted by the third grouping I’d mentioned above, people who shouldn’t be going to the movies to begin with.

The theater is not a place for conversation. FUCKING PERIOD. Read On! »



Mad Max vs. Angry Aaron

UPDATE:

Now that I have actually seen Mad Max: Fury Road, I can say with confidence that this motion picture seems, or strives, to be a piece of feminist literature by a male who collaborated with females to achieve it. Differences in terminology are important. If we are to call literature propaganda, and if we are to boycott something for its themes, symbols, and irony, we are just a few subtle regressive mutations away from burning books.

Luckily, no number of Men’s Rights Activists (whether they identify with the term or not), can derail the success of Mad Max, and that was never really a fear from my standpoint.

What bothers me most regarding this particular topic — and let this be my pre/post thesis statement — is that any knuckle-head who believes in segregating or quarantining Action movies (or any genre) from notions of Feminism is not only exhibiting a pristine and disgusting form of disrespect, but it is also artistically, socially, and personally limiting. If you never wanted to see the movie, that’s one thing. Not your cup of tea? Don’t drink it. But if you are refusing to see an entertaining movie — one that you previously wanted to see — on the grounds that it is “too feminist”, what you are saying is that you literally won’t even entertain the thought.

It’s one of the best action movies ever made. Yes, with a strong female lead. And, yes, she isn’t presented in a way that is meant to arouse you. If those are deal-breakers for you… YIKES, dude.

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The October Diaries: The Legend of Sleepy Hollow

 
 
 
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Illustration by Max Brown
Blurbs by Nathan Maxwell Cann, Sean & Christof
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Photograph of a Tangerine

For a moment, the tangerine was a metaphor in his hand, but by the time he began peeling it, the thought had left him voided of any sense of the internal world’s expressive meaning associated with the fruit.

The wrinkles in his forehead had intensified their ridges. Mere seconds had passed. Whatever it was, it had been powerful.

The investigation sat crisply in the foreground, in shallow focus while the slices of tangerine disappeared into the bokeh of his mouth. When he gave up, he had gained nothing but the citric stickiness on his hand and the faint aftertaste of what he’d just consumed on his tastebuds.

The healthy treat seemed to have vanished. An existential waste. He stomped to the kitchen sink to wash his hands, and he vowed never to eat another tangerine until he could remember the metaphor.

50 years later, on his hover-death-bed, he said, “Eureka: I have it!”

But he didn’t really have it. He just wanted to taste one last tangerine. So he did. It was great! But then he died, and his hover-children were like, “Gross. Dead dad.”

The eldest hover-son took a stereoscopic “3D” photo with his EyePhone contact lenses, squinted a retro filter on to it that made his father’s corpse look orange with a reddish haze, and then left-winked it onto Facebook below a frowny face caption. He double-blinked several times within the first minute, refreshing his timeline and relishing the anxiety that came with waiting to see the first red notification symbol, waiting for the second and the third, waiting to see just how many Likes of condolence it would earn.



The October Diaries: Insidious

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Illustration by Max Brown
Blurbs by Sean & Christof
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The October Diaries: Something Evil

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Illustration by Max Brown
Blurbs by Jesse, Sean & Christof
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The October Diaries: Someone’s Watching Me!

 
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Illustration by Max Brown
Blurbs by Sean & Christof
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The October Diaries: The Hand

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Illustration by Max Brown
Blurbs by Sean & Christof
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The October Diaries: Curse of Chucky

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Blurbs by Sean & Christof
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The October Diaries: I, Madman

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Illustration by Max Brown
Blurbs by Seann, Sean & Christof
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