"I've got this killer up inside of me... I can't talk to my mother, (friends, women, coworkers, associates, affiliates, city council, the internets, the homeless or even your mother) so I talk to my diary."

-that Scarface song from Office Space


That is the exact second in which ‘Terminator 2: Judgment Day,’ goes from good… to wonderful. And at that point, the viewer still has two hours left to enjoy.

Anyone who berates this film by generically calling it ‘an action flick,’ or some other disinterested vernacular obviously either considers ‘movies’ to be non-art or only watches ones with execution that resemble children’s toys. If you are sitting there watching Hellboy 2 (although the director is brilliant, I doubt you have seen Pan’s Labyrinth anyway) or Transporter, uh… 5, then don’t say a word about The Terminator.

If you have any experience criticizing film or even by chance, read a book now and again you will understand that the concept of a cybernetic organism being sent back through time to kill the mother of it’s future enemy… is ridiculous. It sounds utterly banal on paper.

James Cameron has managed to take this plot structure and use it as an ideal to convey the sanctity of human life, the portentous advent of worldwide nuclear war and generally, what it means to be a true human being. All the while making it believable and important to the viewer. I regard this as being a masterful feat. If I had not seen this film when I was a kid nor ever heard of Cameron but was told about the plot of it, I would have to try my best to not dismiss it as being conventional garbage, such as the ‘copious explosions and gunfire to distract from storyline/acting/resolve/direction’ movies that come out weekly.

For all of those movies using conventional means to relay obvious and rehashed ideals (‘superhero’ movies, anything with Matthew McConaughey… hmm… I need more examples but I don’t watch bad film) it’s sick to see how many treat film as if it is a cop out to reading books or some other form of ‘fine art.’ There are probably about 50 novels released that happen to amount to tripe for every one movie made. It’s not about what is and isn’t art in that case… books are just easier to produce, physically.

And man, is Dan Brown ever the ‘Jerry Bruckheimer’ of novelization.

Terminating the trash,
-B-rie Jenkis

-Saturday, December 20, 2008

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