No, actually I am not full of shit, but thanks for asking.
You really have no clue what it is we’re all talking about, do you? Perhaps this is due to a perception problem (medical or otherwise), but maybe you are just myopic.
Damn near everyone posting to this thread (except you) sees films for what they are- fiction. FYI- even if a film states that is “a true story” or “based on actual events”, it’s really not. The medium itself fictionalizes.
The comparison of Carrie to Kristallnacht is ludicrous, stupidly false, insulting and in incredibly poor taste.
The idea that you can express anything close to an informed opinion on a film that you have not seen is impossible. It is impossible to judge content, intent, or anything else by a “snippet”, a review in a periodical, or what a newspaper entertainment editor says on a TV show. You are merely receiving, and subsequently parroting, what one person’s perception was. It could be that the reviewer has a distinct bias, which prevents him/her from objectively viewing a particular film. Thus, not only are you misinformed to begin with, you sound like an idiot when you repeat this claptrap.
Again, I don’t know why I bother to say these things, because you don’t seem capable of listening to the other side of these issues.
It sounds as if you have a painful, unhappy existence. I’m sure that along with Hollywood, your unhappy childhood, schoolyard bullies and the unfair diety who cursed you with schizophrenia, you have many other people and things to blame for your misery. Of course, it couldn’t have **anything[/] to do with you personally, like when you spew your silly “opinions” on things you know less than nothing about. :rolleyes:


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) All five of them had seen the movie–presumably at the same time–and were so delighted with it they decided I would like it, too. (Well, one man’s meat…) I felt embarrassed with myself, and with not a trace of pride or self-righteousness, when, within a few weeks, I went back and told them that the movie had gone over with me like a lead balloon. It pained me all the more because, exactly one year before, a friend of theirs (who doesn’t even have a TV set) urged me to go see Amadeus, which I did; I was quite impressed with it and not the least bit surprised that it received any Oscar nomination.