Friday 25 July 2008

Kids these days are shit.

Imagine, if you will, that you are 6 years old. You have a group of friends you see everyday after school. You're really close to them. You laugh together, you cry together. They are really cool, and make your life that much more enjoyable. You look up to them. You wanna be them.
Then one day you see nearly all of them ruthlessly murdered in front of you. They die in horrible ways. One of them gets his foot jammed in a door and literally has to blow his own leg off to escape. Another dies on an operating table.
You're 6. You're scarred.
This was pretty much what it was like being into transformers when I was a kid. I would come home from school and watch the cartoon. I had some toys. I loved those big transforming fucks.
Then out of the blue you hear a movie is coming out. Of course excitement levels are high.
You finally get taken to it and its one of the most brutal movies you have ever seen. Remember, this isn't just a movie where some characters you have got to know in the last 45mins or so die. These characters have been built up for you over years of you watching the tv series............and then in the first half an hour, nearly all of them die. I cried. Smoke poured out their mouths. Limbs were lost. The robots were cracked and dented and fucked up like you had never seen them before. I cried some more.
This is an example of what kids used to have to deal with. Dark as fuck.
Think about some of the kids films of the 70s and 80s.
Watership down. Fucking rabbit with a wire strangling the life out of it, with blood and shit coming out its mouth and eyes. Choking noises galore.
The reason I bring this up is because I have just seen pixars latest film WALL-E.
In all its much hyped-ness, reviewers kept going on about how dark it is. How for a childrens film its grim. While I do think that the subject matter is dark, its done in such a airy, fairy, everything is gonna turn out alright, cotton wool kids fashion, that it just isn't.
Kids need to see grim shit. Having a cartoon build you up to deal with the harsh reality that life can be a fucker is a good way toughen the little fucks up for the future.
WALL-E had some great moments when I really thought it was gonna get grim, but they chickened out.
At the end, they bring into question the whole idea of your soul. You know that whole philosophical argument which poses the question: if a complete map of your body was made, 100 percent correct, every detail the same, and then someone made a copy of you out of human goo, would that copy of you be you? Would an exact physical replica of yourself have the same thoughts etc. Or does the soul exist?
I think the idea for a kid of having lets say, their parents, or a cute garbage compacting robot, all of a sudden not recognise or know who they are, fucking scary.
I wish the film had ended like that.
Or the robot had died.
Or it wasn't gonna be ok in the end.
It would have made it a better film.
Kids films have no emotional punch anymore.
Kids now are pussies.

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