okay, one small-sized rant
I almost forgot. One of the previews preceeding Waking Life was for Shallow Hal. I think I've seen that movie previewed on at least half of all the movies I've rented in the last few months and it offends me just a little more on each viewing.
I didn't see the movie (though I love Jack Black) so it's possible that the movie transcends the trailer in some way, but I kind of doubt it.
I did read reviews when it came out that described it as "surprising kind-hearted" and "gentle" and a few other phrases that didn't seem to jibe with what I got from the ads, so anyone who's actually seen it can feel free to enlighten me.
But regardless of how surprisingly sweet the movie may be, the trailer for it is a piece of hateful shit.
For a movie that I presume is supposed to make the point that inner beauty has more value than external beauty, it picks some odd ways to make its point. A favorite of mine is the requisite elephant footstep sound bites that accompany the "fat gwynneth" character's arrival on scene.
Fuckwads.
I think it was a different trailer I saw last night, because there was a bit of it I hadn't seen before, that included a group of ugly/hot chicks dancing at a club. Do people actually laugh at shit like this?
I don't know why this stupid ad gets me so wound up, but it does everytime.
I try to keep my opinions about stuff like this to myself because it usually elicits a response that goes a little something like "well, clearly you're jealous and unattractive because otherwise you'd lighten up and laugh at it," but dang, this just gnaws at me.
It all reminds me of how shallow Rod could be sometimes. He was a lot like my parents, for whom no fat girl could walk by without drawing some derisive comment. Or ugly girl, (by their exacting standards) for that matter.
Rod used to go on and on about how hot his ex-wife was when they met and exactly what she was wearing right down to the fuck-me heels. Then he'd go on and on about how dumb she was, and how cruel and how completely unethical and how little character she had.
And I used to think to myself he might have figured a bit of this stuff out if he hadn't been so entranced by how fuckable she was. I could never bring myself to tell him that I thought he was complicit in a lot of the misery she brought down on his head.
But anyway. Seeing that trailer just brings up a lot of shitty associations about men and society and myself.
I'll be glad when it fades from the previews.
I didn't see the movie (though I love Jack Black) so it's possible that the movie transcends the trailer in some way, but I kind of doubt it.
I did read reviews when it came out that described it as "surprising kind-hearted" and "gentle" and a few other phrases that didn't seem to jibe with what I got from the ads, so anyone who's actually seen it can feel free to enlighten me.
But regardless of how surprisingly sweet the movie may be, the trailer for it is a piece of hateful shit.
For a movie that I presume is supposed to make the point that inner beauty has more value than external beauty, it picks some odd ways to make its point. A favorite of mine is the requisite elephant footstep sound bites that accompany the "fat gwynneth" character's arrival on scene.
Fuckwads.
I think it was a different trailer I saw last night, because there was a bit of it I hadn't seen before, that included a group of ugly/hot chicks dancing at a club. Do people actually laugh at shit like this?
I don't know why this stupid ad gets me so wound up, but it does everytime.
I try to keep my opinions about stuff like this to myself because it usually elicits a response that goes a little something like "well, clearly you're jealous and unattractive because otherwise you'd lighten up and laugh at it," but dang, this just gnaws at me.
It all reminds me of how shallow Rod could be sometimes. He was a lot like my parents, for whom no fat girl could walk by without drawing some derisive comment. Or ugly girl, (by their exacting standards) for that matter.
Rod used to go on and on about how hot his ex-wife was when they met and exactly what she was wearing right down to the fuck-me heels. Then he'd go on and on about how dumb she was, and how cruel and how completely unethical and how little character she had.
And I used to think to myself he might have figured a bit of this stuff out if he hadn't been so entranced by how fuckable she was. I could never bring myself to tell him that I thought he was complicit in a lot of the misery she brought down on his head.
But anyway. Seeing that trailer just brings up a lot of shitty associations about men and society and myself.
I'll be glad when it fades from the previews.