What is the cost of a soul?
the weight of a soul?
the solubility of a soul?
all ghost know,
more than the living…
the stigma and the price of blood,
low, invisible like cain’s stained hands.
troubling noisy apparitions whispering the toll,
A measure of lives,
paying full price,
for each one you stole.
Excerpt from “Ken and Jim Correspondences.”
They would argue Father Gary and Matt Bagilo that certain people have the ability to see behind the curtain, the veil so to speak. Behind that veil is where preternatural evil also resides. A evil that could touch us, influence our choices, and only be seen and felt by those among us with the ability see beyond the corporal universe. A force if you will, that was only concerned with the hatred and annihilation of everything. By touch I mean, to subtly corrupt that which is pure, light, or good within us. Not influence us directly, or make us commit evil acts. Rather, say we have a flaw, drinking for example, could be anything,,, Well if you become a chronic, desperate, alcoholic, eventually you lose the power of choice over drinking. By this I mean every time you drink no matter what, YOU are making, and are responsible for that CHOICE. Still, make that choice enough (The choice to drink), eventual there is no choice. You will continue drinking no matter what you lose. What I am stressing here as the evil; is the loss of all hope. The loss of hope is the evil we create by actions with hatred at the core, A unlimited amount of actions could be evil and destructive or in fact are proven to be destructive such as; War, Poverty, Apathy, Racism, and so forth, (Everyone’s list would be different with the common underlying qualification being;: Destructive to the person as a loving being. This loss of hope, can be of use to spirits or beings that exist within the preternatural world. Further, I know exactly what you mean about that feeling or dream like state where you feel some dark, oppressive force holding you down physically. A physical oppressiveness. I have had have direct experience with this myself. It is terrifying. In regards to your dads oppressive evil being sensed when you still lived at home, I believe it could be the evil left over from your father’s acts, the evil that clung to him.
Well what can I say ? Creepy! Probably more realistic than most of us would like to admit. Most interesting aspect of the film is that the student is able to control his impulses to brag, threaten, bully, or intimidate his lover. “The Student” is obviously in the position of power, in this highly dysfunctional affair. Also I don’t think you can top “The Teacher” drunk… scrolling through her obsession… “The Student’s”… Facebook page… Come on, we have all done this right? Refreshing to view his older seductress, melt down from one frame to the next. Can you say mentally unstable in visual language? I can: A Teacher!
When I saw All Is Lost I was blown away by the fact, that a movie can have basically no dialogue and be totally and completely compelling. Recently I head about a film Essential Killing (2010) starring Vincent Gallo. Before I talk about the film, let me say unequivocal I am not a fan of Vincent Gallo. Anyone who offers themselves up as a male escort for Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars for a single night of romance, and half a million for a entire weekend, obviously thinks pretty highly of themselves. His earlier films such as Buffalo 66, and The Brown Bunny were decent but not mind blowing by any standard. Being from a similar area in upstate New York where everyone knows everyone, I can honestly say the guys a egomaniacal grade A asshole. That being said Essential Killing is a incredible film. Absolutely mind blowing. Best thing I have seen in a long time. I resisted seeing it because it stars Vincent Gallo, but I finally broke down and watched it. Gallo is incredible in the lead role, of course that may be because he doesn’t speak throughout the entire film. Someone once said that William S. Burroughs’s Naked Lunch made Louis-Ferdinand Céline’s Journey To The End Of Night look like a travel guide .Jerzy Skolimowski Essential Killing makes Kathryn Bigelow’s Zero Dark Thirty look like a Infomercial. Essential Killing is a must see.
Actions create consequences… each action good or bad… creates a different world. You must see… the reality of the world you have created will cease to be… as you cease to be… For those walking hand in hand with death… reality acquires a different meaning. A meaning that no resolve can encompass or comprehend. A terrible burden… knowing with every fiber of your being that the life you once knew, will never be again… Only in acceptance is there peace.
Armchair Critic is a series of film reviews concentrated on films from the past, present, and future. (Future: Not released to the general public at time of publication.) Some may be one sentence long, others several paragraphs. Warning some reviews may contain Spoilers.
Mahatma Gandhi, perhaps the single most recognizable figure in history as the father of nonviolent civil disobedience, is the subject of Richard Attenborough’s 1982 film Gandhi. The film follows Mahatma Gandhi’s life, starting with his assassination in 1948, then jumping back in time to 1893 and the inciting incident in South Africa. A young Gandhi well working as a British Educated Barrister is forcibly removed from a train because of his skin color. This event inspired Gandhi to speak out against practices of discrimination and social inequality first in South Africa, then in India, with Gandhi peacefully leading the people of India to independence from British rule. Brilliantly acted by Ben Kingsley with strong supporting performances from Martin Sheen, John Gielgud, Candice Bergen, and Edward Fox. Attenborugh’s thirty-two year old film is just as relevant today, as when it was first released. A must see, especially for those of the younger generations, who may not be familiar with Gandhi, or his truly awe inspiring life.
Independent horror film with a interesting story line. Suffers from lack of realism concerning medical aspects of the story and poor acting in some spots. Overall leaves you feeling creepy and infected. Worth the watch.
There was a lot of Oscar buzz prior to the release of Scott Cooper’s second film Out Of The Furnace. Christian Bale as Ronnie Baze would get a best performance nod, and Casey Affleck was a shoo-in to win Best Supporting Actor for his performance as Rodney Baze Jr. There was some talk that even Woody Harelson might get a nod for his portrayal of Harlan DeGroat. Nada… Nothing… Not a single nomination from the Academy. I was puzzled and spent several nights reviewing the film in my head to see what went wrong. Besides the bullshit politics that go with any type of recognition from The Academy, I believe that the authenticity of the film is what derailed it. The first time I saw this film I was bothered by the realism, how the story moved. It moved like real life. The pacing took me out of the story, and reminded me that I was seeing a movie. The strange thing is that when I watched it for a second time this didn’t happen. I am not sure if it was because I knew what to expect or that my first viewing was filled with preconceived notions of what a film should be. I am now fairly certain that the latter was the case. This only made me further appreciate the brilliance of the film. Coopers first film Crazy Heart, a portrait of a aging, alcoholic Country Star Bad Blake played brilliantly by Jeff Bridges rumored to be modeled after Kris Kristofferson, took the academy by storm. I am fairly certain that Cooper was held to a higher standard this time around. We are often used to seeing the films that deal with sensational subjects, things we don’t experience in everyday life. Out Of The Furnace was inspired by events that took place around The Rust Belt, and in particular the town of Braddock Pennsylvania. It is the story of the working man that believes in America, and the American Dream. It is a cautionary tale about the consequences of that dream being a illusion and what happens when we are forced to live with that shattered illusion. At its core Out Of The Furnace is a scathing indictment of American Apathy. A culture of who gives a shit?, A culture that sends our young men and woman out in the world as soldiers to do horrible things to other human beings, to defeat the so called enemies of America. A culture that just doesn’t care and doesn’t want to be bothered by trivial things like the decay of the human soul from easily labeled disorders like Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.