So with that in mind, I've decided to rectum this problem. A brand new post! For all you bots and non bots to view! Keep in mind, my brain has been a tad addled.
Even now, I can't recall the last week all too well. Tomorrow, I actually plan to get some German food with a.. great friend of mine. Admittedly, his personality is one of the reasons I'm slowly going insane. It has been nagging at me in the corner of my mind, the way he tries to sound intellectual by using vocabulary outside of his comprehension to sound like a pompous aristocrat poo head.
Like yours truly.
Please stop 'pulling' your movie opinions from Rotten Tomato. I do not care to hear what they say in 'your' voice. I've already pulled up 'your' opinion at least once or twice. Lmao GG
Speaking of, my thoughts have definitely been on a darker side. I mean that with the least amount of edge possible. That's about as possible as my negative thoughts taking a positive turn. Holy shit, I could not be edgier right now if I literally cut myself from my existential angst.
ANYWHO
I watched Lights Out.
It's definitely a runner for the 'Disappointment of the Year 2016', up there with 'Day of Infamy' and the new Independence Day movie.
I even dragged my pompous movie going from to see it. Was it worth? It was okay.
The hugest downfall of the movie were critic reviews. I read one out of curiosity, and I usually go into a movie blind. I wanted to change that just once, just to see if my opinion would be affected in any way afterwards. The experience was practically ruined for me. Never again.
What stood out the most when I read the review was the theme of the movie. Here, let me spoil it for you, too.
Depression. Not just any kind of depression, but chronic depression.
Critics, right? I honestly did not think too much of it. The critics I've read tend to pound on very good points, but other times they also drive ones so benign right into the ground. It happens, everyone will have a different perspective on things.
However, this particular critique on the movie nails the biggest problem on the head.
What bothered me the most about Lights Out was not the theme itself, but the fact that the movie kept reminding you that the theme was so. Blatant, contrived to the point of it being obnoxious.
"Ghost, why are you haunting that girl?"
"To make her feeeeeeeellllll baaadddd"
"Ghost, why did you hit her??"
"Because she was feeelllinnngn betterrrrr ooooOooOooOoo"
This happens every five minutes.
The ghost appeared after the death of both the husbands of the wife who is haunted, child as well. The ghost haunts the child turned adult many years into the future after confronting her mother after so many so years. The ghost haunts the girl at the asylum, making her feel bad at every turn by hurting her. The ghost tells the haunted woman her thoughts and how the woman is a terrible person.
And finally, the finale.
Mind you, the movie is so blatant on the theme thus. How will we solve this dilemma called chronic ghost depression?
Fucking kill yourself.
What an answer. To save the girl from her own shadows, she points the gun to her head and offs herself. WHAT A FUCKING ANSWER.
Movies. No doubt they will always be fictitious no matter how close to reality they seem. However, they will always contain a dose of human element to bring an audience that much closer, relating and sharing an experience that could almost be called real.
HOWEVER, DO NOT TELL A POSSIBLE AUDIENCE AFFLICTED WITH DEPRESSION TO KILL THEMSELVES.
WHAT A FUCKING JOKE
IM DONE
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