I was adopted by homosexual parents. I'm 17. My idea of a perfect Saturday night is sat at home watching a Fellini, or a Bergman, talking about life and not worrying about being hungover or anything like that. I'm actually watching this (vile) film right now, and I have two thoughts in my head, one more subjective than the other. The first, is that this film is poorly made, is thin, vapid, pointless, and in any other context would be a testament to human cruelty.
The second is that I would never want to go to a party like this, at all ever, and that the night being portrayed here is akin to my own personal hell. It looks vile and disgusting and degrading. This is an opinion shared by several of my friends, who all commented upon the film's release how untrue to life it actually is.
So that's that. I'd argue that it does promote evil acts (I'm as close to anti-drug as there could possibly be), and yeah. Nasty piece of work is this film.
Case in point. I'm a bit of an anomaly to you, aren't I? I hold the same opinion of you on this film... Yet the one reason you would give for such flagrantly immoral behaviour was a factor in my own childhood. Figure me that one?
Did you notice how the parents in this film were a man and wife?
Maybe bad parents are bad parents are bad parents. I got the good ones.
All I have to say to you is this; eat your words, you nasty, homophobic troll. Much like this film, you are a considerably unpleasant to witness.
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"A man who does not spend time with his family can never be a real man."
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