Yesterday, my buddy Phil and I watched a DVD movie that was completely forgettable. The title and characters seem to have evaporated from my mind. The art on the front of the DVD sleeve was unremarkable. Less than 36 hours ago I seem to have wasted 90 minutes with no recollection of a moral, excitement, "gotcha", or "gee whiz". As I recall, I had some thoughts of "why don't I turn this movie off", but somehow I just kept sitting there. Phil and I didn't have any powerful post-discussion of the movie, and we didn't give it a numerical rating. Someday when I want to erase about an hour and a half from my day, I'll watch this brain-nummer again.
Oh, I just remembered the name of the movie. It's "Children of Men". I think it hypnotized me. The ending left me looking up in the air like a confused drowning turkey in a torrential rainstorm. I wouldn't recommend it to any human being.
If I discuss this movie with a psychiatrist, I think he will tell me I was stunned like a clubbed baby seal by the movie's horrifying scenes. He'd surmise that viewers like me are subliminally enraged by the anti government, anti humanity paradox. I wonder if analysis like that would be worth the 300 bucks?
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