That’s One Depressing Movie

Ugh. I’m nauseated. Why? I finally got around to watching Requiem for a Dream for the first time. Yeah, yeah, so it came out in 2000. So what. It’s a disgusting movie, and I wish I’d put it off longer. As in, forever.

For one, you have all those pathetic drug addicts, and they’re running around, shooting their dope, getting abscesses, going to jail, having arms cut off, and all the other silly things junkies do. Then there’s the crazy old broad who gets hooked on barbiturates, and she’s hallucinating, and turning into a mummy, and getting electroshock, etc. Horrible.

The only saving grace is an incredible sequence in which Jennifer Connelly participates in both vaginal-to-vaginal and anal-to-anal dildo penetration with some redheaded actress, while a crowd of upstanding American males cheers them on. Had the movie started and ended there, or better still expounded on that angle, I would’ve been satisfied. As it is, I’m left with the odd urge to punch a retarded midget.

Whatever. If I can no longer count on Hollywood to entertain me, I’ll just have to do it myself. In other words, time for me to gobble some Oxys and have Pete’s Poontang Emporium send over a couple whores. Toodle-oo.

Categories: Dating, Drugs, Leisure

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