A traveling ramble, that is. I got hit with wanderlust big time. I feel this tremendous urge to just pack up and go. I don't care where. I could go to the beach, the mountains, Virginia, New York, California, Montana, Oregon...Brazil, Spain, Greece. I just want to go. Perhaps when I finish my degree I'll just be a vagabond for a year. Or maybe I could get a Harley and bike across the US. Though, I wouldn't mind taking trains all over the US either. I just feel cramped. I need to make a compilation of twangy bluegrass music first. Haha. I think all vagabonds need twangy bluegrass music.
When I was in G-boro, we watched the movie District 9. It was utterly disgusting and disturbing. It showed how disgusting humanity can be. How humans are monsters and have always been monsters. D-9 heavily referenced South Africa's Apartheid era. D-9 is based off of a short film which is also about aliens in South Africa. The movie profoundly disturbed me. I don't know if I liked it or not. I've heard D-9 referred to as "the thinking man's action movie." I don't know about "thinking man's" movie. D-9 was graphic and violent, so it definitely had the action part down. But, the only thinking I did during the movie was think how disgusting humans are. D-9 referenced apartheid and racism, specifically referring to South Africa's distorted history. However, this movie could be placed on any era of history with any group of people where racism, segregation, and violence occurred. Hell, that is about 75% of human history, right there. A couple of times I thought I was going to be ill, and not because of the graphic violence.
I am not going to go into a whole review and synopsis of the movie.
The "hero" of the movie was no hero in my eyes. He was a coward, a disgusting man who had no qualms with killing a whole shack full of the alien babies. He called for the building to be set on fire and said the dying babies sounded like "popcorn." He was generally happy about the fact that he was promoted, despite the fact that this promotion entailed evicting 1.7 million aliens into what can be practically called a "concentration camp."
Now, somehow our "hero" sprayed an alien fluid (later found to be fuel) all over his face. He proceeded to get violently ill throughout the movie. We discover that this fluid had started to cause his body to take on the alien form. He was slowly turning into an alien. He became horrified. The process was slow, however. The only real noticeable part of him that was alien was his arm.
Now, this is a problem that I have found in a lot of movies that attempt to overcome the racism hurdle. Our "hero" wanted nothing more than to be normal. However, he could not do that without help. So he went to the very beings that he had scorned: the aliens. One of the more intelligent aliens helped him out. Then slowly our "hero" realized how monstrous humans are. He came to the side of the aliens and helped his ally go back to the mothership and back to space, and then in three years he will return with help for his fellow brethren. In the final scene of the movie, we saw our hero as a full fledged alien.
Instead of the alien helping himself, or having two aliens complete the mission, it took an alien and a human to accomplish this mission. I understand it's in attempt to merge the two worlds and to help overcome the racist barrier, but, it still bothers me. This enabled our "hero" to go through his hero transformation. He went from being a racist coward to being less of one. Instead of District 9 being a story about the plight of these aliens and their hardships, we instead had a movie about our sniveling coward of a "hero," his hardships, the loss of his love and livelihood, and how he finally, finally understood what these aliens had been going through for 20 years. But only after he knocked his ally unconscious after he was trying to help our idiot "hero," who crashed his alien friend's ship that he had been building for 20 years. I honestly hoped that our "hero" would get killed. He was starting to get on my nerves.