- if Conan isn't the ultimate realism megalomania movie ever shot.
Ok, Thulsa Doom's gaylords' helmets look cheesy light. But look at Arnold know!
"Honor and Fear where heaped upon his name and, in time, he became a king by his own hands...
And this story shall also be told"
On these words finishes the piece.
Isn't it a heck of an alternative history?
Movies are the most advanced emanation of 20th century global oneirism.
Filtered through this new millennium's lens - one could say some appear freaky premonitory. BUT to validate this assertion, one needs to BELIEVE in the almightiness of a deterministic destiny.
Premonition makes sense in an historical context where you assume that causality blindly follows a predefined line. Thus one can claim such super skill if he had been proving his futurology right. But DANGER! Prigogine
would spin us with a bunch of tricky battlefield yarns - "Which came first, the chicken or the egg?" - "Created vs. uncreated Qur'an"
... Very dangerous ground!
So this time, I would like to advocate in favor of the chicken. Hey, easy right?
Premonition could be easily twisted to its opposite meaning to get Persuasion. And it makes much more common sense like this. Hey he...
It's too easy to say "Oh, this novelist had great insights, look, now we're all like he described 50 years ago... How come?".
Because you're too blind to consider you might have been unconsciously following his suggested plot. Are we just too proud to accept we could easily be fooled like a dynasty of Romanovs
? We are just too arrogant to bow ourselves and that's why we tend to BELIEVE in the egg.
To be really walking on boiling ones, I would like to pay homage to another freaky movie "Baise Moi"
Shame on me, I've just seen it recently... I come a bit late to add my own fuel to a case that has already been deeply discussed. But I've red the poor Nadine, the French girl, committed suicide.
I would say it doesn't surprise me.
The plot is crystal clear, like a well-oiled proof by contradiction - a profound nietzschean masterpiece - a vibrant anti-Men manifesto.
How Karen Lancaume could have deal with such a declaration of independence?
I guess she just understood too well where her role was leading her.
She had to cope with the infinite loneliness of a cinematographic icon, stopped by the police system in her unavoidable fall, pulled apart in-between an overwhelming burst of perceptiveness and the mean dullness of censorship and on top of this, she had to keep on with Manu, the dynamite "beurette" originally in a bigger shit than her.
So - I would just want to make sure everybody get my point here. I won't use gentle double meaning because it seems some people can't get it. For those patronizing Men who spit moral at every corner, saying this movie is a piece of gratuitous violence. FUCK YOU and watch it again!
If you're one of those people who are still looking for guidelines - afraid of the media because you're just unable to think by yourself - advocating people shouldn't see porn or killing to avoid them reproducing such acts - you should better put your own cinematographic standards in order before criticizing other people - you stinky synarchists!
If you believe mass are stupid, they'll become, and don't worry violence will follow.