I feel like I had a sense of closure.Whatever that means.I feel like I'm in peace lately with this war I have against myself.I realized now that my "People" problem is just utterly bullshit. And that my idea of the perfect partner is just a shallow excuse to not want to save my own self. I don't need what I think I needed.I learnt that in a hard way.People are bipolar. People are strange.People are selfish. They are every bit as selfish as I am.
On a lighter note, I think I enjoyed Videodrome. Of course this has little or nothing to do with the previous two paragraphs I just wrote. But regardless, this movie needs a little bit of ranting here considering I never really got over the whole vagina looking hole on the stomach part.
I saw it the other night and I was surprised. I mean the movie makes no sense. It had me during the beginning of the film when they discovered that a violent channel was being broadcast from Malaysia (that's where I live) which shortly later was proven wrong.But the minute Debbie Harry's character started haunting the lead and when the tumor thing began, it lost me right until the ending.
Now, I would go on and on and on explaining about my fave film right down to the gritty details, but I got mixed feelings about this one.But I love it in a way. Well,I love anything repulsive and retarded really.And I love how Debbie look in this film:D
The movie is basically about this guy who works in a tv programme company that showcases soft core porn. One day he suddenly caught a glimpse of this fucked up violent channel streaming illegally from the middle of nowhere and he grew fond of it. Then he got obsessed and his hot girlfriend got obsessed and next thing you know things turn for the rotten. How rotten? well, "vagina in the stomach" rotten. There's even a part where his gun was literally turning into his flesh and it was pulsating and releasing pus.
Fun. Exactly.The movie is indeed fun.
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