It’s Gay Pride Month, and I’m casting about for ways to celebrate this awesome event. Even as early as three years ago, I observed shampoo and mouthwash coming out of the closet at Target stores. Yes, really! And now that Burger King Whoppers are turning fruity, that really got my attention. Fast food without sociopolitical messages is way too twentieth century, after all; it’s the Current Year! Fine, I’ll get with the times already! What better way to commemorate the joys of same-sex attraction than with a movie review? (more…)
A Film from Long Ago that Anticipated Today’s Woke Hollywood
Extremity = “the furthest point or limit of something.”
I watched the suspense-thriller movie, Extremities, for the first time in the late 1990s. It was one of those rare films that really grabbed me and remained stuck in my memory. Not being sure why that was, I recently watched it again to try to understand its impact. Having done so, the title now has a special significance for me. (more…)
I just binge-watched the new series Peacemaker, a continuation of the character from 2021’s The Suicide Squad. I had heard it described as good, with a few woke moments. What I saw was one of the most anti-white Leftist shows that I had seen in a while. In contradistinction, the show I had seen prior to this was Arcane. The two programs share similar elements: a lesbian relationship between main characters, a white enemy, “badass” females, prominent diversity, interracialism, discussions of clueless privilege, and so on. (more…)
The Ancient Ethnostate: Biopolitical Thought in Classical Greece
It almost goes without saying that any book written today by someone from the Dissident Right on the subject of Classical Greece will be more accurate to the spirit of antiquity and more honest about the racial realities that underlie it than anything that could be published in contemporary academia. This book gives a good survey of the history, culture, and ideas of key writers of various sorts in Ancient Greece. (more…)
Four years ago I reread Gone with the Wind (1936), the bestselling novel about the Civil War and Reconstruction South.
I hadn’t intended to, but I did. I’d loathed it in my teens, and deeply regretted the time I’d wasted reading the 1,000-plus page tome — Pulitzer Prize, National Book Award, and famous four-hour motion picture adaptation (which I also disliked) notwithstanding.
This strong aversion had nothing to do with race, which was not on my radar screen, or ideology, or North versus South, or slavery, or anything of that nature. (more…)
There are many reasons to like Twin Peaks. Personally, I like the cozy aesthetic, the gentle color palette and soundtrack, and the mild way in which the first season is paced. It is a good show to drift off to sleep to, and goes great with a soft bed and someone special to snuggle up to. To view it in the daytime seems obscene to me.
I was late to start watching the show; I believe I started in January of 2021. It wasn’t “the greatest show ever,” as others hyped it to me. (more…)
We’re Even More Jets Now: Spielberg’s West Side Story
“You know, I wake up to everything I know either getting sold, or wrecked, or being taken over by people that I don’t like. And they don’t like me. And you know what’s left of all that? The Jets.” — Riff
I finally got around to seeing Steven Spielberg’s new remake of West Side Story, or as I like to call it, Race Traitors in Love.
I must say that despite it being explicitly anti-racist — and by extension implicitly anti-white and Jewish — to the core, I have always had something of a soft spot for West Side Story. (more…)
Greed: “intense and selfish desire for something, especially wealth, power, or food.”
Arrogance: “an insulting way of thinking or behaving that comes from believing that you are better, smarter, or more important than other people.” (more…)
In view of the spread of radical doctrine in our universities, the new photoplay at the Rivoli Theatre issues a symbolic warning to pacifist and liberal student organizations. If they persist in their unAmerican activities, Red Salute tells them, not only will Miss Barbara Stanwyck deny them her allegorical caresses but Mr. Robert Young will punch their noses. It is one of the weirdest exhibits to come out of Hollywood since that wartime masterpiece, The Beast of Berlin. With the subtlety of a steamroller and the satirical finesse of a lynch mob the film goes in for some of the most embarrassing chauvinism of the decade. (more…)
I came across David Cronenberg’s Videodrome relatively late in my arc of movie-viewing enthusiasm. It went well past the high school-aged fascination with low-brow horror (the original Friday the 13th or Nightmare on Elm Street) or college-years serial killer obsession (American Psycho or any movie derived from Ed Gein mayhem). (more…)
As autumn creeps closer, I find myself staying indoors more and more often. As the dreaded date of my birthday approaches, I shed much of my natural vim and vigor and run the risk of giving in to despair as an aspect of sloth, a sin I’ve not yet learned to overcome. (more…)