Adam-Troy Castro

Writer of Science Fiction, Fantasy, Horror, and Stories About Yams.

 

The Timeline of a Trump Outrage

Posted on January 13th, 2018 by Adam-Troy Castro

The timeline of a Trump Outrage:

DAY ONE: During a meeting with the Ambassador from Sweden, Trump suddenly says, “I really enjoy burying puppies up to their necks and then using a lawnmower to chop off their little fucking heads.”

DAY TWO: In response to the outrage, a million Trump followers argue that this is not backyard barbecue talk and that it doesn’t matter all that much that he said, “fucking.”

DAY THREE: Right-wing pundits provide footage of Obama accidentally banging his knee against a coffee table and saying, “Shit!” This, they say, is the exact same thing.

DAY FOUR: In response to arguments that this is not the exact same thing, Trump says that he didn’t use that language, that he actually said puppies are for losers and that everybody knows it. Nationwide, Trump supports upload videos of themselves lawn-mowering their confused family dogs while snickering that this will really bother the liberals. They have no other reason for doing this other than that.

DAY FIVE: With all argument turned toward whether Trump actually used the adjective “fucking,” nobody notices that he has signed an executive order outlawing black people from purchasing undergarments.

DAY SIX: Trump tweets that he never said anything about puppies and that nobody has ever liked puppies more than him, in the entire history of Mankind.

DAY SEVEN: Trump is overheard saying that he likes drowning kittens in buckets of motor oil.

Please note that there are always 3-4 iterations of this cycle taking place at any one time. They overlap. It is the sociopathy equivalent of singing “Row, Row, Row Your Boat” in the round. Thus, day 2 and 4 of this cycle are day 1 of other, unrelated outrage cycles.

The Guy Behind Me Ruins The Film Before The Trailer Is Over

Posted on January 8th, 2018 by Adam-Troy Castro

Look, the worst thing that can happen to you at the movies is the commentary track from the fellow patron who understands nothing, who doesn’t get the point, who sometimes advises his fellows what’s happening with absolute certainty even though his explanation suggests that he’s watching a completely different movie on his phone. We all know this.

Sometimes the commentary doesn’t need to be endless. Honestly, the guy who sat behind me yesterday was largely quiet during ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD, even if he did open up his mouth at a key dramatic moment and tell everybody, “This must be the scene where the kidnappers cut off the kid’s ear.” That was an unnecessary observation to speak out loud. Even though almost everybody in the theatre was either old enough to remember the Getty kidnapping, or had picked up this dramatic point from prior coverage of the film, the last thing you need while a story is playing out is the proudly clued-in person announcing the story beats just before they happen.

I know Hamlet kills Polonius and that he must kill Polonius. I am sure that most of my fellow members of the audience have also been exposed to some version of HAMLET in the past and are also operating from this knowledge. But if I am in a movie theatre watching any version of HAMLET I do not stand up at the moment when Polonius hides behind the curtain, wave semaphore flags and tell everybody, “Hey, this must be the scene where he kills Polonius!”

But still, that is stuff that happens during the film.

It takes a truly talented person to say something so clueless that it rings in your head throughout the film, before the actual beginning of the film.

It takes a profound nudnik to say something during the trailer that makes me want to turn around and say, “Really? How does that sponge between your ears generate enough electrical energy to keep your heart beating?”

To wit:

One of the trailers before ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD is a film whose title fled me. (ADDENDUM: It is ALPHA.)

It is one of those trailers that tells almost the entire story. Honestly, if you threw out the full motion picture and played only these three minutes, in toto, you would have all the major story beats, and a perfectly acceptable short subject.

A title card advises us that the story takes place fifty thousand years ago.

A group of fur-clad hunter-gatherers wander across a stark landscape, hunting bison.

Our protagonist is a young man.

We see something goes wrong during the hunt. A bison, trapped against the edge of a cliff, knocks the kid off the edge.

We see his weeping family give the boy up for dead.

We see the boy wake. He is injured, but he has fallen in soft mud and survived with only a broken leg.

We see him set that leg, screaming.

We see him wandering, calling his loved ones, not getting a response.

We see him running from a wolf.

We see him take pity on the injured animal and bring it to a cave.

Honestly, the trailer gives you all of this. The whole goddamned story.

We see him toss the wolf a hunk of meat.

We see the boy and wolf together by the fire.

We see the boy and wolf hunting together.

Then we get the title of the movie, and the tag-line, “Witness the Origin of the Relationship that Changed the World Forever.”

Honestly. The whole story. I know six-year-olds who could explain what happened in that three minutes, in detail.

It doesn’t look like a great film, honestly. In part because the kid talks like he was raised in 2017. I kept expecting him to start scrolling through his twitter feed. But still, one of the most important events in the history of human civilization (and one that likely took place in multiple locations, with multiple people). Fodder for a great film, at least.

The scenes excerpted didn’t move me at all, but that tag-line raised a lump in my throat. It might have done the same for you. That tag line hits many of us, who have ever had any relationship with dogs, where we live.

The guy behind me said, “I don’t get it. What relationship is that?”

The woman sitting next to him said, “The dog.”

“He makes friends with the dog?”

“Yes.”

“Why does that change the world forever?”

…this echoed in my ears for two hours.

Gills Just Want To Have Fun

Posted on January 1st, 2018 by Adam-Troy Castro

Interspecies love story just seen theatrically: THE SHAPE OF WATER (2017), starring Sally Hawkins, Doug Jones, Richard Jenkins, Octavia Spencer, Michael Shannon, and Nick Searcy.

This is the one about the mute lady falling in love with a merman.

I love Sally Hawkins. I really only know her from a very few movies, of which one, HAPPY-GO-LUCKY, written specifically for her, prompted a level of adoration for a character that I do not often feel. This one depended entirely on us feeling the same thing for her protagonist, and she gave the film exactly what it needed, most notably in a key scene where she “speaks” her heart to her next-door neighbor (Jenkins), a man who is as much an alien in the world as she is, and the merman is.

Michael Shannon’s villain is…not quite as satisfying. Honestly, he’s written to be one-dimensionally despicable – a bigot, a jingoist, a sadist, a guy who stands at the urinal peeing in the presence of two cleaning ladies, and who doesn’t wash his hands afterward – and it becomes, after a while, a potential drinking game to watch him pull another asinine behavior out of his deck of cards. Shannon is great at playing villains, but honestly, if you want the audience to hate a guy, give him some charm, present him as having some contrastingly human behaviors. See Shannon’s performance in 99 HOMES, for instance.

That said, what Nick Searcy’s General says to him, about decency, is downright chilling.

Not the great film some are painting it as. But by gum, a very enjoyable one.

 
 
 

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