Indiana Jones and the Freudian Connotations
I had a seminar today in which we learned that Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade is essentially an Oedipal drama. Apparently the Holy Grail represents his mummy. Fun! Freud really does get everywhere. Even that last sentence works on two levels.
So I'm thinking about some of my other favourite action/adventure films and what Freud might say...
Die Hard: Hans (Alan Rickman) tries to take the treasure (in the form of money and works of art) out of a massive sky scraper and the sky scraper ends up blowing the sky scraper up for his trouble. Clearly this film is a warning about masturbation - the sky scraper an obvious phallic symbol, the treasure inside representing, well, spunk. Bruce Willis is in there too, don't know whether you caught that.
[On an unrelated note - my favourite part of DH is where Hans tells his Indestructable Blond German Henchman to (and excuse bad paraphrasing, I know no German) 'sheiben sie glas!'. Blonie looks confused. So Hans yells 'SHOOT THE GLAAAAS!'. Not even Germans understand German in movie land!)
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets: a thrilling combination of wands, swords and giant fecking snake. Sometimes a giant snake is just a giant snake, but sometimes it's wish fulfilment.
Star Wars: Luke & Leia turn out to be brother and sister despite a breif snog. So this kind of explains itself.
Ok, that's enough Freud for one day. This post is proof that I don't take my studies quite seriously enough. What else shows this is the fact that I'm going to a party tonight when tomorrow is my insanely busy day that starts early. Also the attendance of this party will mean that for the four days in a row I will have gone out in some capacity (Friday night was pub followed by drinking gin and watching Caberet; Saturday night was a party at Pete's house; Yesterday I went to a bar to watch a cheesy old french vampire exploitation film that had lots of boobs in it (note: I didn't have any alchohol while out though!); and tonight I'm going to Bethan's). I guess I'd better enjoy this point in the year before the work piles up too much and people still have time to go to parties and have fun. Oh and while I can still afford alchohol too, I guess. DAMN YOU, CREDIT CRUNCH! Is it not enough that we have to pay our weight in gold for heating and electricity? ;_;
So I'm thinking about some of my other favourite action/adventure films and what Freud might say...
Die Hard: Hans (Alan Rickman) tries to take the treasure (in the form of money and works of art) out of a massive sky scraper and the sky scraper ends up blowing the sky scraper up for his trouble. Clearly this film is a warning about masturbation - the sky scraper an obvious phallic symbol, the treasure inside representing, well, spunk. Bruce Willis is in there too, don't know whether you caught that.
[On an unrelated note - my favourite part of DH is where Hans tells his Indestructable Blond German Henchman to (and excuse bad paraphrasing, I know no German) 'sheiben sie glas!'. Blonie looks confused. So Hans yells 'SHOOT THE GLAAAAS!'. Not even Germans understand German in movie land!)
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets: a thrilling combination of wands, swords and giant fecking snake. Sometimes a giant snake is just a giant snake, but sometimes it's wish fulfilment.
Star Wars: Luke & Leia turn out to be brother and sister despite a breif snog. So this kind of explains itself.
Ok, that's enough Freud for one day. This post is proof that I don't take my studies quite seriously enough. What else shows this is the fact that I'm going to a party tonight when tomorrow is my insanely busy day that starts early. Also the attendance of this party will mean that for the four days in a row I will have gone out in some capacity (Friday night was pub followed by drinking gin and watching Caberet; Saturday night was a party at Pete's house; Yesterday I went to a bar to watch a cheesy old french vampire exploitation film that had lots of boobs in it (note: I didn't have any alchohol while out though!); and tonight I'm going to Bethan's). I guess I'd better enjoy this point in the year before the work piles up too much and people still have time to go to parties and have fun. Oh and while I can still afford alchohol too, I guess. DAMN YOU, CREDIT CRUNCH! Is it not enough that we have to pay our weight in gold for heating and electricity? ;_;