Confessions of a Fugitive Mind
January 29, 2003
Bowling For Columbine
I should mention that I went to see Bowling for Columbine last weekend. I'm not quite sure why I didn't mention it then... Anyway, Sam and I caught it at the Bijou on Friday night. It was good. Really good. For most of the movie, I was laughing. When I wasn't laughing, I was crying. I don't imagine everyone was brought to tears by the scenes in Flint, Michigan, but they tore me up. They show footage of neighborhoods and local businesses and while I hear people in the theatre going "oh my god," "how horrible", and "wow" all I can think is home. That house Michael Moore shows over and over again could've been any one in my neighborhood and it wasn't until I grew up that I realized why people would gasp at such a scene. The movie made me ashamed of my home and love it with a kind of pity and beleaguered pride at the same time. Aside from the scenes from back home, I was moved by the message about gun violence in America. As a culture we're incredibly delusional. The longer we pretend its not our fault, the worse things will get and the more poor little houses we'll end up crying over.
Posted by criminal at January 29, 2003 07:13 PM