“Not a Love Story: A Film About Pornography”

“Not a Love Story: A Film About Pornography (1981)”:

Came across that Canadian documentary recently on one of Typhon Blue’s playlists.

The bondage porn shown around the 54:22 mark really fucks with my head. Ugh, tying titties like that makes absolutely no sense to me and looks like straight-up brutality. It’s virtually impossible to see it any other way, regardless of who may consider that pleasurable to experience or view.

There comes a point when ya just gotta stop, step away, and seriously reflect on what we’ve been fed. And why might such material be fed to the masses? Sure, there’s the economic incentives, and preying on humans’ psychologies has certainly proven lucrative across all sectors. A handful of major corporations no one would even associate with pornography reap in over 80% of its proceeds. Porn is not only big business, it’s big business for Big Businesses. But consider for a moment how much free porn is available online, no credit card or sign-up required (meaning no age verification required either). A few sites spring to mind, none of which I care to advertise for on here (not that I never look on them, just that I won’t help promote them to others). Why do you imagine porn has become free to the online masses?

There’s a lot of spooky shit going on these days, undeniably. I’m connecting dots and pondering what may lay in store going forward. Hell on earth, folks — slavery 3.0. Sorry to be yet another messenger bringing bad news. What worries me more is how many don’t see a problem with civilization’s progression. It’s all across the board fucked up what humans are creating here, and the problem doesn’t lie in the technologies themselves but rather in their application. Just look around — what a world…

One of the best movies ever made: “The Big Lebowski”

Had enough seriousness for one day, so time to roll out some clips from one of my favorite movies of all time, “The Big Lebowski”:

I adore John Goodman (most especially) and Jeff Bridges. Steve Buscemi’s entertaining too.

Also own the soundtrack and love it, though it only includes about half the songs from the movie.

One song I particularly love but don’t believe I’d heard prior to picking up the soundtrack is Captain Beefheart’s “Her Eyes Are a Blue Million Miles”:

That song is touching and pulls at my heart strings for some unknown reason. Maybe because I tend to attract blue-eyed love interests and friends. Every time I listen to it a feeling washes over me of great appreciation for beauty and dedicated love, tinged with sadness.

Here’s an interesting one I know I’d never heard before:

That was “Ataypura” by Yma Sumac.

Even Mozart made a debut in the film (though not on the soundtrack unfortunately) with portions of his last work “Requiem in D Minor,” this part titled “Lacrimosa” (performed by The Slovak Philharmonic Orchestra and Choir):

Amazing what you learn by becoming a fan of the Dude.

“Bigger, Stronger, Faster”

Watching this film again today:

I’ve viewed this documentary several times in the past and given it as a gift on a couple of occasions. Very interesting subject matter.

I believe it states in the extras that come with the DVD that one of the Bell brothers does wind up dying about 6 months after this documentary was produced. Very sad, that is.

One of my favorite movies: “Fiddler On the Roof”

Full video available:

My parents had this in their film collection while I was growing up, and I remember watching it repeatedly between about age 8-12. I think my mother took me once to see the play even. Aided in coloring my imagination, for sure. Then my mother gave me the soundtrack while I was a teen.  Ha  All of these songs stuck with me and regularly continue to run through my mind at random.

As a kid I didn’t understand much about it all so far as what had really happened to Russian Jews — to me it was just a deeply interesting story framed nicely as a musical. Was a film I liked to pull out from time to time, but it’s been a few years since I last watched it. Can’t personally claim today to know a great deal about Jews in general other than what I’ve read, most of that told by Holocaust survivors, which obviously is a separate reality than Russian Jews faced. (And you’d think I’d have looked more into that by now.) Met a few Jews over time and found them pleasant. Am aware of all the “conspiracy theories” out there about select Jews in power, and of course there’s the Israel/Palestine concern that I’ve grown familiar on as well. But none of that has anything to do with this movie, so it’s best to dump that out of your brain before watching it.

It’s a story framed from a relatively poor family’s perspective, specifically the father Tevye’s, set in Tsarist Russia right at the beginning of the 20th century. It tells of his eldest daughters and how he goes through this mind-bender in watching the traditions he wished to hold so fast to slip away, culminating in the Tsar attacking their village and forcing them to leave their homes. It’s actually a very touching and sad film despite the comedic first half (that most people I figure don’t watch past, ha), and it’s the kind of film that does deserve attention and consideration. Why? Because the story is so very well-told and the acting is truly amazing. Really allows you to completely submerse yourself and ‘feel’ the story as it unfolds. The characters are all well-developed and the chemistry between the actors and actresses is very convincing. Especially Tevye — he’s my favorite character in the whole story.

True, of course true.

Rewatching this again tonight, I truly do love and enjoy this film.  Soul food.  And I genuinely appreciate each and every song in it.

I wonder if I ever would have been open to this film had it not been ’til adulthood when I fest saw it. Somehow I doubt it. So thankfully it had a chance to make an impression of its own on me before my mind was filled with so much else.

Halfway through it again now…

This is exactly what I needed tonight. It both cracks me up and at other times is a tear-jerker, to be frank. lol  Judge if you must. I’m the sentimental sort. ha  It’s the kind of story that when I sink it into it, the characters very much come alive and it ceases to be just a film. It’s a wonderful story that illustrates very radical change incrementally confronting simple people (and simple here is certainly not intended in the pejorative sense), and it turns out quite humbling.

At the “sunrise, sunset” scene where Tzeitel marries Motel is where I paused. Back to viewing…

Now at the end. It’s truly amazing the power films have to penetrate the psyche.

One of the best movies ever created: “Blazing Saddles”

Hahaha! Love that song! Probably one of the earlier influences to help corrupt me.  biggrin  Considering how young I was when first coming across it in my mother’s VHS collection. Mel Brooks is the man!  Such a funny and creative individual.

I’m tired. Sick and tired of love. I’ve had my fill of love. From below and above. Tired. Tired of being admired. Tired of love uninspired. Let’s face it, I’m tired!

I’ve been with thousands of men, again and again. They promise the moon. They’re always coming and going, and going and coming — and always too soon.

I’m tired. Tired of playing the game. Ain’t it a crying shame. I’m so tired. Goddamn it, I’m exhausted!

One of the best tidbits in cinema history!


Best conversation in cinema!

That was a clip from the movie “My Dinner With Andre,” which I haven’t watched in a few years. Very interesting yet simple film, this point in the dinner conversation between these two men being the best part.

It is available on Netflix.

Couldn’t express how much I understand where the character of Andre is coming from here.

We humans have embarked on a new era. I really like how Andre ponders whether the 1960s was likely the last major display of natural humanness, all decades since pushing toward a weird, robotic, and what I consider highly domesticated, all-new way of life, worldwide. With everything in me, I too wanted to run, but where to? There turned out to be nowhere to go.

We can’t hide from the future. We can only engage it in one way, shape, or form. Actively or passively. We might escape through death, but even that isn’t guaranteed. Might be reincarnated. Might find out that life truly is eternal in that sense. *shrugs* Who knows? The thought unsettles me too, as I’ve grown quite fond of the idea of someday winding up as inert worm food. There’s peace in the belief that one’s life cannot go on indefinitely. Bullshit for all eternity sounds tiring and pathetic. And perhaps if we don’t shape up our acts that’s what we wind up with.

But jokes aside, the “pantheistic” expression of consciousness that the Andre character discusses here is age-old wisdom that we humans seem to have a hard time grasping. And even when we comprehend it on some intellectual level, that says nothing about our individual ability to walk down that path.

American Drug War: The Last White Hope (Pre-Release Cut)

“American Drug War: The Last White Hope: Pre Release Cut”:

Given the released documentary as a gift, and it’s also available on Netflix. It’s valuable in opening up the inquiry and getting people thinking about following the money trail, offering up cases for us to look into for ourselves, like the Iran-Contra affair and the coca situation ongoing in Colombia and previous CIA and DEA employees speaking out about their knowledge of related department misconduct.

Personally, while I don’t stand in the way of the legalization of marijuana, I favor decriminalization. Anything you’re capable of growing for yourself to consume should be exempt from taxation. That’s like if the government came up with the idea to tax us for the vegetables we grow in our own gardens.  Psshhahh, right.

Friday night movie: “Citizen Ruth”

On the menu for tonight was the quasi-comedy “Citizen Ruth”:

Available for instant viewing on Netflix.

All in all, it was worth viewing and humorously sums up the reality of the abortion debate situation, which is that many have lost sight of the actual people involved due to being blinded by political and/or religious agendas. Some people are better off not bringing (more) kids into existence, and pro-life sentiments do nothing to assure the well-being of fetuses in utero. That much we know to be true.

Blue Gold: World Water Wars

This is one of my favorite documentaries to share with others, titled “Blue Gold: World Water Wars”:

Anyone know what time it is?  Better start wondering.

And all for what?  For power. Simple as that. For power, greed, money-lust…a desire to achieve ‘god-like’ status among humans.  For what?  You’d have to ask them. Probably because they have a vision of it working out in their favor, perhaps believing their ideologies (if they indeed embrace any) are the cure to what ails humanity. Or perhaps it grows out of contempt for fellow humans. I don’t know. But it is real and serves to teach us the deeper meaning of that which we term “evil.” From what I can tell, it appears evil is frequently born of sheltered, willful ignorance and a sense of special, selective entitlement.

This documentary is also available for viewing on Netflix. To learn more about this documentary, check out the official site here. Quoting from that site:

In every corner of the globe, we are polluting, diverting, pumping, and wasting our limited supply of fresh water at an expediential level as population and technology grows. The rampant overdevelopment of agriculture, housing and industry increase the demands for fresh water well beyond the finite supply, resulting in the desertification of the earth.

Corporate giants force developing countries to privatize their water supply for profit. Wall Street investors target desalination and mass bulk water export schemes. Corrupt governments use water for economic and political gain. Military control of water emerges and a new geo-political map and power structure forms, setting the stage for world water wars.

We follow numerous worldwide examples of people fighting for their basic right to water, from court cases to violent revolutions to U.N. conventions to revised constitutions to local protests at grade schools. As Maude Barlow proclaims, “This is our revolution, this is our war”. A line is crossed as water becomes a commodity. Will we survive?

Second Skin — the gaming documentary

For all ye Gamers out there (and those curious about your hobby), I offer up the documentary “Second Skin”:

Yes, the audio is slightly out of sync. Darn. But this viewing is free. FYI, it’s also available for instant viewing on Netflix. To learn more about the documentary, check out their official website.

I’m not a gamer, unless playing on Pogo counts.  Ha  That’s a strange world that doesn’t make much sense to me. “Second Skin,” viewed a couple times since 2010, provides illumination into a popular sub-culture I otherwise have little exposure to. It prompts us to ponder how we’re using new technology and also how gaming is succeeding at occupying the attention of an increasing portion of the population, males and females alike. Gaming is one way to experience a virtual reality, the internet having opened up a whole new playground, but what stands out to me is what seems like fear of vulnerability in face-to-face relations. There’s a strong society-wide drive toward escapism these days, this being one way it manifests itself. But this film tells a variety of people’s stories, including those where virtual reality provides a sense of belonging to a community to people who otherwise don’t experience such.

It’s a complex topic, a brand-new concern. Welcome to the 21st century. Amazing not only how this trend has gone global but also how Chinese workers still manage to wind up exploited by American gaming culture (go figure — When are Chinese workers not exploited? Further evidence of how the value placed on individuals goes down as the population increases, but that’s a separate topic for another night). How might we reverse this trend of focusing more attention on virtual reality than on actual physical and social reality? Because fantasies can’t provide sustenance.

Gaming isn’t my poison of choice, but I’m no stranger to spending extraordinary amounts of time sitting in front of the computer. So many excuses to procrastinate on the internet, not the least of which is unprecedented access to a plethora of information on innumerable topics. Not enough hours in a day to deal with modern times.