Last night we attempted to watch Avatar and after about eleven disastrous dismal minutes, we simply wholly failed to deal. I heard myself say something like [as far as films go]: I always thought Americans were stupid retarded, now I know they are. And then I retracted the statement (the words) because I know that’s not a succinctly fair or totally accurate thing to say. Plus there’s a great many Americans I very much like and there’s a handful of American films I do genuinely admire, enjoy and appreciate.
Still and/but just the same:
Avatar is terrible. We neither of us anticipated much but we were unprepared for the film to be worse than our expectations (which all were openly low). Least it wasn’t as unrelentingly melodramatic, rapaciously extravagant and ruthlessly stupefying as Lars von Trier’s Antichrist was... Though if I had to choose, I’d probably choose Antichrist. [And Lars von Trier is certainly not his name anymore, I now call him LVT. Cause Antichrist is not so much a film as it is a kind of magnificently inconceivable catastrophe].
Today’s Favourite Song: Spinnin’ by Speech Debelle Some Men I Love: Bertrand Russell, Viggo Mortensen, Voltaire, Bruce Lee Tonight’s Event: Synkro at Nocturne