Film Review

Videodrome (1983) by David Cronenberg. The story seems to be geared towards mass audience that finds itself feeding its mind with subliminal messaging off the Television programing. The broadcaster, the one who chooses the programming, is completely unconscious of the impact that television has on his mind and the public mind.

He is merely a puppet of a greater force that is reeling its power behind the scenes, awaiting an opportune moment to infiltrate the mass public and convert them to a new way of thinking. All the while, the master plan is brewing, to create a new life form, one which merges the television world and physical dimension with the humans' now sickened mind and body.

Science fiction stories have often been precursers to how our civilization advances, not simple entertainment of a wild mind. If the human brain can fathom, often it is possible. In fact, someone, in a science lab, locked away in some facility's basement, is most likely working on it right now, and the only reason you don't know about it is because someone always knows hat the public is not ready for it, is not ready to accept its future because it is too ugly of its ill intent-- often, not always, but often.

Someone always seeks gain, and any product of any imagination is simply a new way to cash in, you see, and the longer they can keep up the farce, the longer they can cash in. So, no matter how literally or metaphorically you want to accept this story, Videodrome, you can take away one very real fact from it, one you cannot get away from.

Television has created a public that is easier to control, that is it. Television has slowly been infiltrating our minds over decades to make puppets out of us, ones that think less and have less expectations from everything in this world. And now that we have come around to this idea we begin to look to the internet as a new better thing. Is it not parallel in concept?

Videodrome may be outdated, maybe we already know, but, how long will it take before we realize that the internet has been vastly used as an extenuation of these concepts presented in the film. Film and Television often thrived and developed in countries during political and social unrest, as a tool to subvert and adjust public opinion under the guise of "education" for the masses.

The internet is now used for free information exchange, in a time of GLOBAL political, economic and social unrest. Very interesting.

Delirium

I meant to post this on March 8th, the International Women's Day, widely celebrated in Russia, and all over the world, hence it is "international." Unfortunately I do not possess promptitude and only come around to posting it almost a month later. But...here it is...For Women, not "feminists":

I am in a delirium, stuck in my own dream reality, drunk on my own power. I have no understanding of reality in the physical sense, how much do I care about my body, how much do I need to take care of it for others to still enjoy it, how much do I care to have other people enjoy it? How much work do I need to do on myself for others to keep loving me? Do I want people to keep loving me? Why do I need that?

Everyone needs love, most are satisfied with the dedication of only one other being, I want many, I want many to love me and to swim in my pearlessense. Do I want this for myself? I don’t think so, I think I want it for others, I want for others to have what I have and enjoy it, and whatever I have, believe me I enjoy tremendously, it is nice to transcend reality and live in a dream a constant dream unhindered by physicality.

How do I know others want it? Why wouldn’t they? In fear of generalizing and stepping away from purity and truth I have to be limited to my own experience, and for some reason, in my experience it is always the same story, those who come in contact with me fall into my story they fall into my universe. How do they do it? Why do they do it? Is it just life? Is that all it is? I don’t think it’s just life, I think that what can explain this phenomenon is something that I gather from many different sources.

The conclusion I come to is that some of us on earth are gods, or come to the purest form of godliness, and someone took that away from us before and right now, I’m living in an age when I can recognize that in myself I can say I’m a goddess even though I have nothing, I am an ephemeral being, I flutter away I skew your thoughts you can’t have me, I give you only bits and pieces here and there, appreciate that which I have given you, I don’t have to give you everything, you are lucky to have a crumb, a morsel maybe even a slice, but you can’t have the whole thing, it’s mine.

So again how much do I need to do? To maintain my godliness I have to not do anything, if I work, if I concern myself with physical possession I will have no time to use my brain, I will have no time to transcend reality I will have no time to think, so I have to maintain myself at a level where I do the least with the most result, the result I seek is more knowledge, that’s all, it’s that simple. I just want a lot of knowledge.

What gives me godliness is that knowledge and my ability to process it and keep it and put it out into the collective consciousness for others to finally understand, I am a translator, I translate for you between the different worlds, I translate for you in a way where that which is obscure, oblique and dangerous becomes disarmed in its nudity through my words, I can explain in words that which you will never understand without my words, I have a real job, a job in the more real universe, a job in the cycle of life

Not a pretend job that gives me something to do to fill my time with nothing so that I can spend pretend money on pretend services, my job is living life that’s what I do and apparently the universe somehow benefits from me being alive, I know because I am still alive, even though I don’t work in the same way that one would define work in societal standards.