Friday, February 8, 2013

Review of the movie: Zero Dark Thirty



Hated the movie. Long and boring. The interview done by 60 Minutes with the author of No Easy Day was ten times better than the movie, Zero Dark Thirty. I walked out of the theater when the chopper went down inside osama bin laden's compound. It has nothing to do with the movie but it's my opinion the pilot fucked up and created a compression stall but that's not why I walked out. That scene was  two hours into the movie. Two long and painful hours. I think the lady director wanted to make a lady CIA agent the star of the show and I'm not buying it. Billions and billions of dollars spent and millions of man hours spent searching for osama bin laden and the credit is given to the lady CIA officer.  

I found myself overwhelmed with revulsion at the notion that America was the innocent victim of those crazy al qaeda folks. America lost it's innocence when the country was founded by the wholesale slaughter of the America's that were here before us, the Indians. America was guilty of genocide when they built this great nation. Ask the native American Indians how innocent America is. Ask someone from viet nam the same question. Three hundred thousand innocent iraquies were killed when America unjustly invaded iraq.

I remember 9/11 as it's a day forever etched in the mind of my generation, just like the day JFK was killed is etched in the mind of my parents generation and the day Pearl Harbor was attacked was etched in the minds of my grand parents generation. I was certain the world as we knew it was coming to an end and I have a life to live. I don't ask permission from anyone to live my life. I was the first one out the door to go home and live the last of my life. Everyone ended up following me out the door. I refused to be behind a desk at work when the world ended and that's what I thought was happening. I remember thinking it was Armageddon.  Nostradamus was right. The Mayans were right, I thought.

America would have been better served if all our countries politicians were in the twin towers and not all those innocent people. The politicians created that situation and they should have been the first to die. That would have been justice in my opinion.

Our wars, all of them across the planet, are the result of fear based theologies dominating the Psyche of our planet. Our politicians run campaigns based on and built around fear, making the voters afraid. I believe change is in the wind. I want to believe it is inevitable.

Aside from the movie and the emotion it stirs, the highlight of my day was getting to and from the Airport Plaza Shopping Mall. Getting there was no problem. Most Red Trucks will take you there as that is a well established destination. They can pick up plenty of riders going in that direction. Getting back was a different ballgame.

A ride in a Red Truck cost 20 baht. It was impossible to find a red truck going from the mall to the street I live on. I asked a couple of tuk-tuk drivers, they wanted 150 baht. Fuck that noise. I went out on to the sidewalk and stopped every red truck. No one was willing to say yes to Nimmanhemin road. going my way. I had to think, I've been here a month. How about Ti Pay Gate or central mall. I asked the next red truck driver that stopped about ti pay gate and he said "yes". Ok. that's progress. I don't actually know where ti pay gate is until I get there. I hope out, pay the man and hail the next red truck and ask for Central mall. He says "yes" and I hop in. At central mall I do the same thing one more time but this time I need to ask three different red truck drivers before I found a ride down my street. I got home for 60 baht. There and back, 80 baht. That's not bad.

The movie experience was interesting. You pick out your seat when you buy your ticket and we all stand for what I assume is the Thai pledge of allegiance or national anthem. I did not recall reading anything about that on line but it made for an interesting movie going experience.
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