The Ultra-Killers
I find the growing tendency of modern movies, TV, and some books to embrace the "Jason Principle" to be growing very thin on me. I mean, intolerable. The villains aren't just bad, they're all super-villains. Evil Incarnate. They can stop the sun in the sky, but nothing can stop them! Everything has become Ultra! Bad guys can't die, they can't be killed, they always come back. They are nearly invincible, and they are certainly implacable and way too perfect until they make that final fatal mistake in the last 60 seconds of the movie and get blown up, ground up, shot up, impaled by unicorn horns, vaporized by magic, or catch a torpedo up the ass! With blood and appropriate surround-sound. Give me a fucking break!
Soap operas have been doing this sort of addle-pated tiresome things for decades. Popular characters are killed off, but the characters (even the same actors!) come back (it wasn't really Me in the burning car!) or as their identical twin or as a look-alike cousin or as somebody who's had first-class plastic surgery. They had to do it the hard way in the soap operas; they always had to come up with some kind of lame explanation! But the Jasons of the entertainment world never have to explain.
A basic presumption is made in Movieland that God preserves the villains and that Evil never really dies! Or something like that. If God really had anything to do with it, one would have to wonder, What IS God thinking?!
All I know is, the wicked always springs to life again for a sequel if we buy enough tickets. There is a wickedness indeed! You may be one of those lamebrains who are buying those tickets and thus bringing these boring monsters back to us again and again, but I wish you'd fucking STOP IT! What's the matter with you?!
" Everyone is as God has made him, and oftentimes a great deal worse." — Miguel de Cervantes (1547 - 1616)
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