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June 9, 2014

Nueve Reinas (2000) - award-winning movie from Argentina about con men. Pretty well done, although the conclusion isn't all that plausible. Definitely better than average for this sort of thing. The nine queens are German stamps, and the con men are trying to sell them to make a big score, but things are not as they appear, believe it or not. Give it 7/10. Hat tip to Joe for mentioning this film, which I had never heard of.

Gravity (2013) - Sandra Bullock plays mission specialist Ryan Stone. Yes, now women can be named Ryan. Can Russell be far behind? Women can do anything men can do...after men have thought of it, done it 10,000 times, written rules and safety procedures for it. The very nature of space promotes reflection: the silence, the ability to see farther than from any other vantage point, the lack of gravity - the spinning. Seeing things not only farther but from different perspectives - all different perspectives as you rotate. This all adds up to the other meaning of gravity, I suppose. Space is where you realize that while earth seems cold down it, up above it it's hella warm by comparison to the inky nothingness of floatsville. Personally I would rather fight a lion with a 2x4 than go out in space in a NASA suit and shuttle. It may be my overconfidence, but I think I can take that 2x4 away from the lion and smack him in his big teeth. This movie confirms...you can have all the training and friends you want, but in this life...you've got to save yourself.

Oblivion (2013) - 6/10 sci-fi flick with plot nicked off Star Wars, but considerably stripped down. Two hours of Tom Cruise. He's ok. I've liked him 10% more since he spoke out against psychiatry and head pills. Sofa saltation I'm neutral on. This movie creates a fairly cool world: anti-septic drone-control stations of the usual futuristic look. But then a very cozy, cool outdoorsy mountain pad, complete with clear-running brook with a trout in it. About all that's left of a destroyed, irradiated world.

Fruitvale Station (2013) - This is a dramatization of the last day of black 'man' who got killed by cops up in San Francisco. As WN, we can predict how this nigger will be presented by the controlled media because we've seen the print template a thousand times. He'll be presented as someone who was getting his life together, loved his mother, was her rock if her husband's not around, loved his girlfriend and his/her bastard kids, was thinking about getting a job, was going to be a promoter or producer or rapper. What do we see? First ten minutes the nig-to-be-killed hints at marriage, acts fatherly toward his child, acts filialy toward his mother, who is concerned that he be operating a phone while driving. You know how scrupulous negroes are about obeying traffic laws. It's the patented nigger-be-gettin'-his-life-togeffer-an'-shit softshoe routine we've seen a million times. Every dead nigger was an aspiring rap producer. At 11-minute mark he's over to Farmer Joe's to see his boy working the deli counter, get some crabs for moms's birthday. His boy promptly breaks off convo to serve white female customer, putting this movie squarely into the science fiction genre. He grabs the manager's shirt to get his old job back. The manager says to rehire him he'd have to fire someone who always shows up. "You want me selling dope, boy?" Typical nigger. If you don't help him, then you're responsible for his bad behavior. Niggers have been trained to think like this, which is not to prejudice the likelihood they think like this naturally. I remember when I lived outside D.C. some "youth" coming by selling magazines so he stays off dope. What do I care if you use drugs, coonio junior? Niggers prey on white guilt. The manager in this case appears to be Mexican, but whatever. Everyone else is responsible for the niggers fuckups and failures. You're supposed to put your own life and limb at risk to give the nigger a second chance. Then Nigger jesus is off to sell weed. Just because he needs to help li'l sis pay the rent. He befriends a good-looking dog. It's a pitbull running free. Of a sudden it gets run over by a car. Nigger all up in da street yelling for driver to slow down. Then nigger gets to sale point, but before the customer shoes up, he decides to dump da tree in da lake. Dat nigger be new leaf turning an' shit. How sad and ironic this nigger goes straight mere hours before his death! This film was written and directed by Ryan Coogler. Don't be fooled by name. He's a black, associated with USC film school. This film has mad supports, yo, buhlee u dat. It was "supported" by SundanceInstitute Feature Film Project, for instance. At the very end of the credits, this "OG Project, LLC" movie says: "While the story contained in this motion picture is based on actual events, in certain cases, incidents, characters, characterizations, dialogue, locations and timelines have been changed, fictionalized or invented for dramatic purposes. Certain characters may be composites, or entirely fictitious. With respect to such fictionalization or invention, any similarity to the name or to the actual character or history of any person, living or dead, or any product or entity or actual incident is entirely for dramatic purposes and not intended to reflect on any actual character, history, product or entity." In other words, this movie is lemonade, and at the bottom of the film can we see that no actual lemons were harmed in the making of this drink. This film is exactly what you'd expect: an exercise in mythmaking.

Here, if you're interested, are three articles touching on what happened in the Fruitvale incident, and how this movie's account is, well, to use leftist cant, problematic.

BART_Police_shooting_of_Oscar_Grant BART_Police_shooting_of_Oscar_Grant

http://www.forbes.com/sites/kylesmit...r-oscar-grant/
http://www.csindy.com/coloradospring...nt?oid=2729953

Shadow of a Doubt (1942) - 6/10. Cops are after two men for a crime. one of them did it, one didn't. one guy walks into a propeller, so...apparently that proves he was the one. Didn't get that part. Typical forties movie: people dressed much better then than now. They were much more formal and stilted in their behavior, but also more honest and direct than we are today - the opposite of what people claim. Always amazing to see how old parents looked back then. The parents of children and teens look like they're in their sixties as opposed to their forties, let alone their twenties or thirties. Good movie, not great. Movie itself is copyright 1942, other listings say 1943.

The To Do List (2013) - written/directed by Maggie Carey. Pure Frankfurt School, about a she-valedictorian practicing her sex-related activities. Movie is entirely puerile sex dreck with some laughs mixed in. The raunch is a few degrees more than you'd have seen in 2003, and many more degrees along than you'd have seen in, say Fast Times at Ridgemont High in the mid-'80s. Same as it ever was. Some funny moments but I can't get past the politics.

The Boys Next Door (1985) - (h/t Commie Joe on this one, which I can't believe I hadn't seen). A young Charlie Sheen and his buddy steal some jew's lapdog and then drive around L.A. fucking people up. Good movie, 6.5/10. Nothing real heavy, just entertaining... "Nearly all these killers are white males..." opening words of the movie, over visual of Kenneth Bianchi. This is mid-'80s. It's statistically untrue that "nearly all" are white males, see our black serial killers thread. (And our #1 Serial Killers Thread.) The media simply don't lend national notoriety to dark killers. Only whites get the sea-to-shining-sea treatment. Line you probably wouldn't hear today, 19 years later: "That fag...said the dead fag...picked up on two boys at some butt-slammer bar on Santa Monica boulevard..." The L.A. depicted in 1985 was almost all white, and could depute multiple cops to look for someone who beat up an Iranian gas-station attendant. In other words, we are deep in the realm of social science fiction here. Jarringly ludicrous note when Christopher McDonald, the pop-eyed Shooter McGavin from jew Adam Sandler movie guy, is near tears over these murders. From Joe's thumb, I thought these murders were plotted, but they're basically just spur-of-the-moment discharges by a warped guy who's just out of highschool and isn't interested in a factory-prison future.

Crystal Fairy & The Magical Cactus and 2012 (2013) - 5/10. Chilean movie about mescaline trippers featuring a very hairy hippie chick, a jewess New Ager, and an uptight, scrawnily obnoxious Michael Cera, the kid from Superbad. Chilean scenery is main selling point. Otherwise, nothing really happens - to no particular meaning. Like far too many movies. I suppose you could take from it the contrast between the cool, comfortable, relaxed Euro-style Chileans and the at once too-loose and too-tight and always self-absorbed, self-important, domineering American character, represented by both the weaselly-insistent Cera character and the pinwheeling hippie. There's a destructive unsettledness about Americans, the film seems to be showing, yet they aren't unredeemable. They just can't seem to see themselves as they appear to others. This film was made in a two-week period before a supposedly much better horror film called Magic Magic Cera and the Chilean director Sebastian Silva were working on.

Blue is the Warmest Color (2013) - Three hours. French. Young teenage girl rejects normal sexual behavior in favor of lesbian morbidity. How cool is that? Very think the folks who decide these things today. This film received many encomia, but ultimately they can't hide this film is simply an attempted seduction of young French girls into self-destructive degeneracy. The heroine rejects a handsome French boy who's not into books for a blue-haired fine-arts student who looks like male version of James Spader. Has that same sort of squish-eyed leering way. The entire movie is shot from about three inches off the skin of the actors; when these two get to munching clams, you have to wipe the cunt mist off your glasses. Yes, it is that explicit. It's made by a colored. The movie does have some decent parts, but ultimately, like The To Do List, it's irritating both politically and otherwise.//