Archive for February, 2012

I finally bit the bullet and linked the blog to Facebook. Although I feel the Borg is rising to suck our souls into a massive machine cyborganism, I don’t write anything of a sensitive nature on either platform. It’s best to keep life private from snooping corpoations and to have their content be all public.

So, here’s the facebook link (and a test of the posting engine cross platform thingamabobbery):

http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Political-Film-Blog/197908376976927?sk=wall

And conversely, if you’re reading this on Facebook, the original blog is here:

http://politicalfilm.wordpress.com/

We’re now on Facebook as well (if this test proves successful).

http://politicalfilm.wordpress.com/

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GMO Frankenfoods and you. See also California’s initiative to force the labeling of GMOs:

labelgmos.org

This is NOT a movie review of the recent film, which I have no desire whatsoever to bother with. This is so much more informative and useful…

Ayn Rand: the Tea Party’s Miscast Matriarch
by PAM MARTENS

Gary Weiss, long time Wall Street reporter and author, has written a new book, due out this week from St. Martin’s Press, on the rising influence of Ayn Rand in modern politics. Titled Ayn Rand Nation: The Hidden Struggle for America’s Soul, the book removes the propaganda mask that has been so adroitly affixed to Alan Greenspan’s page-boy coiffed goddess of laissez-faire capitalism and the Tea Party’s mother ship.

While lecturing others for most of her life on the meaning of morality, Rand had extramarital sex for more than a decade with a younger man who worked for her. His wife was among her inner circle of friends and Rand herself was married. A believer in acquiescence to selfish desires, Rand published a 1964 collection of essays with Nathaniel Branden titled The Virtue of Selfishness: A New Concept of Egoism. Adding particular poignancy to the title, Branden was the young subordinate with whom she was sleeping.

Rand, and her supporters, including Alan Greenspan, viewed altruism as evil: altruism is evil, selfishness is good. And tens of millions of dollars of corporate money is backing that philosophy today in America, no doubt to give obscenely paid CEOs a sip of Rand’s guilt-free narcissism while stoking the fires for more deregulation of a country just crawling back from the crippling effects of deregulation. This is the mindless irrationality of Rand’s brand of rationality.

Continued at Counterpunch

By Jennifer Epps

Director Roland Emmerich makes a huge transition, from tentpole disaster flicks to literary whodunit, in the period piece Anonymous — which came out on DVD this month and was nominated for an Oscar for Best Costume Design. This speculative fiction feature asks whether Shakespeare was a fraud and comes up with an elaborate answer. This is not just a cultural curiosity. Those of a political bent should take note of the film – which doesn’t mean I recommend seeing it. But it is of political importance.

First of all, it is a conspiracy theory, and really, it’s becoming more and more important to be able to analyze conspiracy theories, whether from the left or the right. Anonymous seizes on the discussions that have been raging among researchers for some time now, and that seem to be gaining steam: for example, an M.A. in Authorship Studies, apparently the first of its kind, has been launched at Brunel University in London. Anonymous fashions from these speculations a period piece that claims William Shakespeare was not the real author of the 38 plays attributed to him – someone else was.

Conspiracy

However, Anonymous offers few points to dismantle the view held for centuries that middle-class Will Shakespeare, the actor who came to London from the backwater of Stratford-upon-Avon, wrote the plays. Derek Jacobi touches on only a couple points in an introductory monologue he delivers to a darkened audience from a modern stage – a fluid entry prologue to the movie and entry into Elizabethan times, but one cribbed straight from the Chorus in the 1989 film Henry V, as played by Jacobi in Kenneth Branagh’s film directing debut. (For the record, Branagh is a Stratfordian; he still holds that Shakespeare was Shakespeare. Jacobi is an Oxfordian; he finds it more likely that Edward de Vere, the then Earl of Oxford, was Shakespeare.)
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The Rum Diary (2011)

Posted: February 26, 2012 in Joe Giambrone
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The Rum Diary may not be a great film, but it is definitely a political film. This Hunter S. Thompson novel unfolds on the island of Puerto Rico in 1960 where Johnny Depp playing a thinly-veiled Thompson, by the name of Paul Kemp, awakens to the realities of the American domination of that territory. Depp, a long time friend of Thompson’s, had long agreed to do the picture despite more than a decade of setbacks.

The project meant a lot to Thompson, as it is his story of finding his own voice to rail and rage against the “bastards” and the greed of the world. In stunning Thompson fashion, one of the all time greatest business letters ever written concerns The Rum Diary and was written to a producer at The Shooting Gallery, a company notably absent from the current film production. The letter is addressed to Holly Sorenson and begins, “Okay, you lazy bitch, I’m getting tired of this waterhead fuckaround that you’re doing with The Rum Diary.”

Thompson took his own life before the film hit the big screen, and Depp made sure that the film is dedicated to his friend and mentor. The Rum Diary is a relatively small story by Hollywood standards, and it would have been quite a bit more controversial and boat rocking back in 1960. Times have changed, and perhaps modern audiences won’t find much there new or particularly fulfilling. Several class based diatribes by Thompson/Kemp/Depp are relevant today as ever, and the film sets the stage for the social conflicts that would follow. Even Tricky Dicky makes an appearance.

Still, the film appears to have been sabotaged in the marketing stage. Orders went out at ABC/Disney not to allow any promotion of the film during its release window. They wouldn’t even allow Depp to be interviewed in support of the film, by using legal pressure and obscure contract clauses against him – one of their own major stars.

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, the first Depp/Thompson collaboration also faired pretty poorly at the box office, but was a much more fun ride and visual extravaganza with Terry Gilliam directing the hell out of it. The Rum Diary is worth a watch, and has some decent laughs and a bit of social commentary, but it seems never destined to make much of a mark on the world.

This is from Occupy The Movie.