Quotes within quotes are too complicated to result in fireworks, but too many can make your head explode.
YouTube has that GREAT clip from Scanners of that guy’s head exploding. Hahahaaha! It’s GREAT!!
I’ll post it if there’s a lot of popular appeal. I think it’s the best head-exploding scene ever—
and I am not forgetting the zombie head explosion in Dawn of the Dead!
Scanners is a Cronenberg film—complete with all its tragic Canadian flaws, but nevertheless, that scene is GREAT!
I like getting grossed out in horror movies, but I don’t need to make everyone else like it too.
(sadly) What I wrote was supposed to be funny. : (
I watched a woman shoot her head off once, not a nice memory.
Also was first on the scene when a boy, aged 15 shot the top of his head off in his car. Attending the funeral was less than entertaining.
I like getting grossed out in horror movies, but I don’t need to make everyone else like it too.
(sadly) What I wrote was supposed to be funny. : (
I watched a woman shoot her head off once, not a nice memory.
Also was first on the scene when a boy, aged 15 shot the top of his head off in his car. Attending the funeral was less than entertaining.
Good thing there’s a big difference between movies and reality—or between any art form and reality, I guess.
Who’d like to personally experience the events in Hamlet?
Who would let that stop them from enjoying the play?
I won’t go to a movie where a kid shoots himself in the head, and I know that ahead of time. Don’t take delight in reality-based horror. I’ve seen enough in real life to last more than a lifetime.
Well, neither Scanners nor Dawn of the Dead has much to do with reality.
But even so, it is often argued that the cathartic effect of art redeems its violent subject matter.
I have speculated that identifying with movie tough guys, big-screen rogue heroes, and even straight-up movie bad guys discharges antisocial impulses safely.
That which cannot be had in reality can be gratified in fantasy.
However, I concede your point that too much exposure to real-life horror can easily create a distaste for its fictional depictions.
I imagine that people like me (or actually—people like “teenage boys”) are the target market.
For me, it is just so much goofy fun to see how grossed-out they can get me.
For teenage boys, throbbing with androgens but living under petticoat rule, viewing movie violence may give them a number of benefits and satisfactions.
What do you think of the claim that movie violence provides some of the functions of violence in fairy tales? Some of those stories are GHASTLY—
and just right for little kids newly swamped by their recognition of their helplessness at the hands of adults - not all of whom can be presumed to have the best of intentions.