Cathartic Laughs


I enjoyed this movie. I enjoyed it for its social commentary and as a cathartic fantasy. It's also pretty funny at times.

Others clearly did not enjoy it. In fact, many seem to be mortified that it exists, that it misrepresents (a), that it hypocritically attacks (b), that it would only appeal to diseased minds (take your pick of the usual: libtards, psychopaths, feminazis, libertarians, etc.).

Not enjoying the movie is fine -- whether for political reasons or reasons of taste -- but, and this is hard to explain without sounding condescending, the type of rude and loudly idiotic people that this film puts in the crosshairs are people who aggravate many of us on an hourly basis. We know them by their stripes, their words, their actions -- they are very, very familiar to us. And for whatever reason, we find it difficult to simply "shake it off". Although these people probably don't bother to catalog their daily rudenesses, we who witness it do, and each one changes us just a little -- and not for the better.

It seems they are, often, the majority, and as such, their behaviour is often unchecked. Like Frank in the beginning, we don't really stand up to them, though we'd like to.

So we watch this film and we're (a) laughing because we are already intimately aware of such boors, (b) laughing because they're the butt of the joke and (c) laughing because the film delivers over-the-top retribution.

Now, because this is largely satirical it should have to amplify the rudeness or obnoxiousness of the people it's targeting -- exaggerate for effect. But you know what? It doesn't really do that.

If anything, the reason this movie is so fascinating, so bizarre in its very existence, is that it much of it could be confused with reality. Frank's homicidal response, which we as respectable human beings need to tut-tut, isn't really the point. It's obviously not justified, but it hardly comes out of nowhere. It's a byproduct of a society that is slipping down to the lowest common denominator -- Frank's frustration grows out of that, but his actions are also a result of that.

In any case, the people who appreciate this movie don't need to quibble over issues of "political balance" or "appropriate targets for satire"; we feel Frank's powerlessness, nausea and (finally) rage at the cesspool that constitutes popular culture and the increasingly low bar that is set for "civilized" behaviour. The film offers us a safe, fictional, by proxy blaze of glory.

I haven't been back to this board in a while. I remember getting into an endless political debate with another fellow, one that ended (as these things usually do) with both sides claiming victory and neither side looking particularly spotless. It was such a tiring, pointless exercise that I hadn't felt the need to come back (either to the board or the movie). I expect it's long since been relegated to the dustbin of IMDb history, where it's welcome to stay.

If you'd care to reply, I welcome it, but let's try to remain civil, shall we?

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That was really an interesting and insightful post.

I enjoyed it for the most part because it gave me a feeling of release with the over the top killing spree.

It wasn't the best I've seen in this genre. Parts of it I really did not like, such as the whole Roxy thing. I could not compute that relationship or it's purpose.

I think a whole satire can be done on just reality tv people and entertainment news. Actually, it isn't the people, it's the producers.

Everybody always forgets the top of the food chain and they never have to be accountable in fact or fiction. And that is the saddest commentary about our society that not even a dark comedy with media whores ever touches upon.

There are big wigs that make the decisions and are most responsible for the media that is pumped out and they remain invisible.

I'd like to see a dark comedy going after the top of the food chain, not the little minions that go along with it.

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I'm certainly not one to scoff at a good slaughter of assorted idiots and as-holes, but my impression was that the movie generally takes aim at easy targets and fails to approach these targets in any particularly nuanced or insightful ways - when it comes to satirizing the appalling trends in modern society and popular culture, there's nothing in it that Idiocracy didn't do better five years earlier. Mike Judge's film was also much funnier and its ultimate pathos more genuine - GBA, on the other hand, starts to deflate and run out of wit after the first kill is scored and the fact that social commentary is preached down by an arrogant, overly earnest, boring schlub, doesn't exactly help in the pathos department. The points are valid, but also obvious and rather literal mindedly communicated and things are further complicated by the director's apparent lack of any cohesive point of view in regarding his vigilante duo who are relegated to little more than killing machines in the film's increasingly dull and grim second half, when the movie rarely even 'tries' for laughs, let alone getting them. And I do wish I'd felt any of the catharsis mentioned in the OP - however, the whole carnage remained as aloof and dull as the protagonist who looked about as miserable in the end as he did in the beginning; no "made it ma!" or "say hello to my lil friend!" kinda blaze of glory for him. So, idk, while the movie has its moments, it's more like a missed opportunity as far as I'm concerned.



"facts are stupid things" - Ronald Reagan

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Interesting observations, Franz.

I think this film really brought out a rather unattractive "us vs. them" part of my personality. The film's targets may be easy, and director Bobcat does go at them head-on rather than with much nuance, but I have to think he shares my repressed blood lust when it comes to the barely sanitized freak show that is reality TV (to pick one example).

It calls to mind a moment from Manhattan -- the part about the "devastating satirical piece" in the Times about a planned neo-nazi march. Woody replies something to the effect of, "Well, satire is fine, but bricks and baseball bats really get the message across."

The coarseness of God Bless America (and it is pretty rough around the edges, to be charitable) is, I think, part of the point. Buttoned down folks like me would love any opportunity to trade barbed comments about the lack of civility in our culture and how base and puerile "popular entertainment" (whatever that means) has become.

But so what? It'd just be a bunch of doofuses preaching to the choir while the city burns. Or, if you prefer, a bunch of doofuses trying to convince themselves that they're somehow better than everyone else.

This movie's humour is so black precisely because, as far as Frank is concerned, he can either do nothing, or he can do something -- and that something will have to be dramatically awful in order to communicate the degree of his disgust. Also, that "something" isn't an attempt to "fix" anything; it's just a way to make himself feel better by punishing those who seem to be rewarded for terrible behaviour.

But you're absolutely right about the second half, of which I have very little memory. The scene in the movie theatre has stuck with me, but when I think of God Bless America, I tend to focus on Frank's isolation and despair, and the initial burrs that get under his saddle about his colleagues, neighbours, family, the tampon-throwing olympics he sees on TV, etc. Once he crosses over into violence, the film does lose something.

If anything, I think the biggest missed opportunity in the film is that it didn't stretch out the first act for as long as possible -- save the tipping point until later.

I enjoy Idiocracy too, particularly the first few minutes, but there again, after that, very little has stuck with me. But it's certainly a great few minutes. If comedy is tragedy plus time, I suspect that Idiocracy is a comedy that might be seen, ultimately, as a tragedy given time.

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It is very well possible I've just been watching too damn little TV to fully appreciate the butchering it inspires here. Funny though how the 21st Century television seems to be reaching new lows of obnoxious boorishness with material that some 20+ years ago would have been deemed entirely unfit for public display... while being simultanously hailed as the "golden age of TV" - again, not undeservedly. Maybe Frank just should have changed the channel and not get hung up on whatever reality shows or reactionary talking heads he was glued to.

One can hardly call Idiocracy that terribly subtle, either, but it had the advantage of taking place far in the future, so Judge could take things to any absurdist lengths necessary - and he could explore the futuristic setting in peace, without getting sidetracked by the protagonist developing Death Wish-like tendencies. Not a great film (for one thing, even at 90 minutes, the relatively thin premise/story is stretched almost to the breaking point), but under the broad surface strokes there's a keen eye for pop cultural idiocies and their organic growth. His earlier Office Space is better, but Idiocracy is certainly also worth a second look.



"facts are stupid things" - Ronald Reagan

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