Monday, April 20, 2009

A history of Mistaken Identity

Have you ever waved eagerly at someone suspecting them to be an old friend? How about planning a viscous revenge on someone and taking it out on someone you suspected to be an old friend?

A history of violence does just that. It mimics the awkward connection people have with mistaken identity. However, the consequences are displayed as being more sever than a bashful "Whoops, wrong guy". This film also exemplifies the humanistic need to feel justified with revenge.

In a corresponding social matter, nations feel it as a necessity to "pay back" exterior border intruders. For example- the United States going after Iraq for blowing up the Trade centers, when the country that committed the crime was Afghanistan. Mistaken identity. This can also be interpreted as unnecessary aggression. As seen in the film "A History of Violence", man hood was at stake.

Tom was never in the spot light with his ordinary (plane) family, so the chance to be a hero gave him the manly jolt he needed. It was the violence of the media that misconstrued his purpose. The media made him raw- and out there for revenge seekers to beat him blue until they felt better about them selves.

The transcending of aggression is what got Tom mixed up with angry men from "his" past.

Monday, April 13, 2009

A little something for the season

I found this in some old writings I kept. It makes me giggle with honesty.

8 April 2007

Easter mass lasted 2.5149875316954876 hours last night. Half of which was done in the dark to represent the humanistic psyche of not understanding the greater power of his highness our faith. As this was happening readings were done on an elevated podium where one light was used to laminate the scriptures on the rebirthed ancient stories passed from generations. The reader’s shadow cast upon the wall, and tracing over the crucifix like a dark smoke dancing in the night. As Moses parted the red sea one small infant uneasy in the restricted hands of the mother began to whimper then cry. Just not long ago the entirety of the church 342 people stood outside listening to the translated teachings lighting small candles. We sang holy vows in the harsh winter wind dead in spring faithfully. As any good fellow of religion would. We were cult like. Back inside and once Jesus preformed his legendary disappearing act to reappear as his own ghost the lights came on. And god said let there be light. Creation of mankind in the same likeness of a phoenix however the phoenix is but a mythological creature. Messiah is not a myth but a faith. 1.9864314 hours in to the mass my ankles spoke loud and clear as I effortlessly fought the sleep in my eyes and attention. New members welcomed aboard by plunger. Sugar coated by the name baptism and drenched no drowned under faith. Cleansing from the dark water represents washing away the smoke shadow that came with birth into a world created in purity. A flaw occurred in creation the being that molded each and everyone messed up it did not see that sin would be lurking to destroy faith. The perfect creator slacked on that dimension. That is the point in time where the candle is extinguished from its own wax choking helplessly in the night only to produce a faithful black smoke.


Fighting for Survival

Fight Club (1999)

The inner violence of our wallets is burning a hole in our pockets- or heads. Tyler's inner trouble came from his lack of motivation at his cubicle, miserable job.

It seems too often after college young adults are faced with nothing other than a job that pays too little for for the work load and stress. Than, paying for the necessities gets put on a credit card. In the in-debting quest to find happiness, Americans get stuck in a hole that they can not get out of.

Just like the fight club it is our own selves that allow for the credit card companies to beat us to a bloody pulp. Then the only thing left to do, or what it would seem, would be to blow our own heads off. In this metaphoric example the meaning is to destroy the part of our lives that becomes indebted.

The violent act of using a credit card is like taking a blow to the jaw, until the beautiful joy of spending money comes to painful end.

Now, it seems the trend is to conserve and go green. However, I feel like this may just be another corporate stunt to get people to spend money... Even if it means selling earth friendly products more expensively (which defeats the conservation theory-thus creating another fight club).

I am left with one question though. Can you really fertilize your lawn with old motor oil?

Sunday, April 5, 2009

2 for 1 sale on Bateman

PSYCHO 2000

" Bateman and his Wall Street set are unmitigated consumers and speak in appropriately informed language
about specific products, ranging from herb mint facial masks to Valentino Couture suits. Bateman is
particularly capable of parroting the language of marketing. ("Courtney, you're gonna have the peanut
butter soup with smoked duck and mashed squash. New York Matinee called it 'a playful but mysterious
little dish.'") Consumer narratives draw on the preexisting aesthetic pleasure of specific imagery,
oftentimes cinematic, such as the Marlboro Man's link to the beautiful planes and blazing sunsets of the
American Western."- David Robinson

I agree with this statement from Robinson's article. I think that Bateman's compulsions to torture and kill victim after victim, is a reflection of how commercial life kills the American. The film is directly speaking about society for the times of the 80s. All of the business men were late 20s and early 30s, and living a lux, plushy lifestyle. A person of that same age group now would probably be searching or still working toward that level of "success". However, the main point of my observation is the use of tangents through the dialogue.

As Robinson mentioned earlier the the dialogue between the colligues from the office often talk about material societal structure. This is idealized by the importance of an image. For example when Bateman pealed his face everyday, and did over a thousand crunches, he was keeping his image for his commercial gain- the kill- or as I argue the product. Bateman is his own product and the final sale is the kill.

Bateman's break down: Characterized by a phone call and a face to face. On the phone there is panic, chaos, and need for another human for the first time- in a consumer term this would be the product recall. The next is the face to face. The lawyer does a re-recall. The product is fine- just not the sales, the product is no longer marketed, that sale dies. Bateman- or who ever he might be- is another lost product on the shelf.