(NOTE: A lot of people have found this article while looking for the Hot Fuzz movie script – I have found links to the regular screenplay, but it seems the interactive screenplay is no longer around.
Hot Fuzz is a police parody movie from the same people who brought us the zombie parody Shaun of the Dead. Those same people being Edgar Wright, who co-wrote and directed with Simon Pegg, who co-wrote and starred. Since I’m such a big fan of both Shaun of the Dead and of Simon Pegg (who also starred in a good but short-lived sitcom called Spaced) I came to this movie expecting it to be extremely entertaining. I expected it to contain slapstick as well as sophisticated humor. And generally, I expected it not to suck.
I wasn’t disappointed. This movie is highly enjoyable. The humor is a fine mix of sophisticated and slapstick (as only the British can do) and it most definitely didn’t suck. But don’t get me wrong, there were some things about this movie that could have been and should have been taken care of before it left the cutting room floor.
The plot. The story centers around a London policeman…excuse me, police officer Nicholas Angel (Simon Pegg). Angel is the overachieving, excels at everything in his chosen profession, obsessed with his work type. And his work is being a police officer. He gets a promotion to sergeant but also a reassignment from the city of London to the country. Once there, our hero learns that this place is not the peaceful hamlet it seems to be when several seemingly gruesome “accidents” start to take place. So far so good. The plot is a cliché but as this movie is a parody of police action films, that’s all right, it’s to be expected. But after the first hour and a half of this, the plot degenerates into something ridiculous just to drive the last half hour of the film which brings me to…
The pace. This whole movie is one long build-up to the final twenty-minute John Woo style action fest. The problem with this is that the payoff isn’t as entertaining as this movies’ creators obviously thought it would be. It also means that the first hour and a half of the movie seems excessively long. Don’t get me wrong, it’s very entertaining. I can guarantee that you’ll find yourself laughing out loud even if you don’t want to. You may even find yourself flinching from some of the overly gruesome killing methods displayed in this film. But despite all that, I found myself becoming anxious to see the part of the movie that was advertised, the action. But when I finally got it, it wasn’t at all what I expected. Oh, it was entertaining and very, very over-the-top, but it seemed like too much too late in the film.
Since I actually want people to see this film, I left out a lot to keep from spoiling any of it. I have a few gripes but overall this is a good movie. I suggest you see it the best way you know how.
All in all, excellent setup; shoddy, but no less engaging, execution.
Believing in but never seeing
The Heathen, a lesser demon
It’s scheming on my soul
It’s infrequent but never leaving
Ether bleeding out of my pores
My spirit leaking
Soaked into the Earths rotted core
A saddened creature
A battered preacher
How to die, the radicals teach us
Students teaching the teachers
And they dying to reach us
Why is it that we shackle ourselves
Then cry for freedom
Metaphorically speaking
Our hearts are terminally weakened
Infirmaries are full of the lives we have forsaken
Mating with injustice and giving birth to complacence
Strangle life choke off our health, the end is nascent
Worshiped like a calf that is gleaming with gold plating
We clothe ourselves with spurious truth
Yet we lie naked
Corporations feed off the blood
Of dying nations
The seat of Christ is vacant
Siddhartha said time is wasting
The sound of one hand clapping
Is God getting smacked for faking
Jesus told me
“Son calm down, you’re talking dangerous”
I killed myself
So I could come back as Buddha’s patience
This world’s a patient
In Gods House Of Sick Creations
Prescripted with a dose of common sense
That we ain’t taking
Instead we medicated on war
And common hatreds
The politicians gore us with words
And pretty phrases
But really they just corporate whores
With pretty faces
Money is the root and the plant
Is grown in acres
Throughout the world, and even throughout history, prostitution has been many different things to different people. I specify female prostitution here only because the connotation of the word more readily implies women. But much of what I write here applies to men as well.
A Time and Place for Prostitution
There have been times, and places, where forms of prostitution were (are) a somewhat dignified profession. Places where a prostitute was akin to a modern-day movie star. Times when prostitution was a sacred, almost religious act.
It’s not called the world’s oldest profession for nothing. Most people today only know of prostitution in the here and now. But there are places where the prostitutes are not the downtrodden, beaten, and pimped out women that we see here. In fact, even using the word “prostitute” to describe them is highly insulting. Rather, they are the women that control what they do and whom they do it with. They are the women that have turned having sex for money into a lifestyle, a viable business, and sometimes, even art.
In biblical times there were prostitutes just for the priests to have sex with. In Japan, the top ranks of the oiran were an enviable position; something much more than just a woman having sex for money. The courtesans of old Europe could gain very high status in society. There are high-profile escorts today that regularly enjoy the company of people of great wealth and influence. Executives, actors, politicians, and people who govern and run countries want something a little more than just a street hooker. They expect women of class.
A Fine Line Between Crass and Class
It’s a fine line. Mainly religion-based social pressures tell us that what these women do is wrong and immoral. However, I believe that when done right, it can be downright empowering. Or, to put it more colloquially, the power of the pussy is awesome. Whole nations have fallen and risen behind it.
To the untrained mind it would seem that these women are giving up their self-worth and inner power when they give up their goodies. If you look closer, you’ll see that a woman who knows what she’s doing has the better chunk of that power.
The sex trade is just that, a trade. Each person decides what giving up something special is worth. Some do it for twenty dollars, some do it for diamonds, some do it for fame and power.
If they are doing it willingly and of their own free will, then I say let them earn their bread and leave them alone. Of course, some do it for the man who beats them if they don’t. Some are born and raised, sold or subjugated into it. But that’s not the type of prostitution I’m talking about in this article.
Everything is Situational
Everything is situational. What exactly is so wrong with sex for money? What upsets people about other people paying for companionship? Like marijuana consumption, it’s one of those things that people will do regardless of what laws are in the books at the time. Legalize it, regulate it, structure it, tax it, and get over it. I think in the end, we will all be better for it.
What This is NOT About
This is not, by any stretch, an endorsement for some of the lower, fouler aspects of the sex trade, which includes hings like modern-day sex slavery, or the violence that sometimes runs unchecked in many of the sex related industries. Nor is this an endorsement for those that hit the streets out of utter desperation, or to earn money for drugs and such. And it damn sure isn’t approval for the predators that feed off such weaknesses. Although related to what I’m saying here, those are completely different subjects and probably best saved for later blog posts.
Each design seemed of mirrors
Sliced thin to string
And woven thread-like
Into the fabric
Of her blood blue jeans
If I concentrated hard enough
I could truly
See myself in her pants
Silk blouse –
The color of
A six winged angel’s
Lust –
Hung loosely
About her left shoulder,
Line slanting
Tightening about her chest
Before disappearing
Underneath her right
Underarm
She took a step
In those glass heels
And then another
Scraping scratching
Breaking again and again
Something inside of me
She walked like
The moon sings
Body shaped
Like a black hole’s
Orgasm
As if she knew, she smiled
I could imagine Lucifer smiled
Exactly like that
As he bowed before his lord
Knowing what was to come
A smile that
Preludes the coming war
For my soul
Wanting to conquer
And claim Heaven
Yet falling and
Falling into her
Finding Hell
Truly –
There is no
Place like home
She laughed
As if she
Read my thoughts
Sounding like
An alien rainbow
Rising water
Not of this world
Forming clouds these skies
Have never seen
Spectrum reflected
By unfamiliar sun
Neither beautiful nor ugly
Exotic. Enticing, at the same time,
Frightening
Genuine too
As that smile is reflected
In those eyes
The color of a desert’s disdain
For moisture
Yet I drown
Hair the length
Of a hot summer night
The color fading
From a midnight’s chill
At the roots
To a dictator’s will
At the tips
She calls to me
With the voice of a thousand gods
Raping a thousand virgins
Messiahs
Born on her tongue
Saliva made of prophesy
Vocal chords driving destiny
Between lips the same color as forever
And just as lush
For better or for worse
No telling which
As my hand touches skin
The hue of a million desires
When I first started looking at dating sites back in the day I was looking for what most men were looking for, sex. Unfortunately, sex was not to be found. Instead, I’d always come across these no-name sites that wanted you to pay real money just to send an email.
Those days are long gone. Even though nowadays my primary focus has grown up a little and I am no longer searching for that one thing, there are now sites devoted strictly to you finding a sex partner…locally. How convenient is that?
These days I am more about finding someone who vibes with me on a higher level beyond the physical. And, there are plenty of sites and apps for that around as well.
When it comes to dating sites, there are many free ones, and just as many you have to pay for. A lot of hybrid sites exist as well which can offer some free services and some paid or premium features.
I figured if somebody was paying good money then they might be just a little bit more serious than those that frequent the free sites.
Don’t get me wrong, some of the free sites are excellent, but many are basically just social networking sites, rather than pure dating sites. The real and popular “pay for” dating sites remain as sites geared towards you finding a match.
Still, different strokes, as they say. Your idea of a perfect match may vary wildly from my idea of one. However, you can find individual sites tailor-made to anyone’s tastes, desires, or even kink.
Here are some of the well-known dating sites that many people report having good results from. Some of these sites are free, and some you pay for, but all of the pay ones offer some sort of free trial or limited access so you can see if that site is the one for you. So if something here looks appealing, then by all means, give it a try.
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A Scanner Darkly is a movie based on the novel of the same name, by Philip K. Dick. I have never read the novel (or anything by Philip for that matter), but being a fan of science fiction and fantasy, I know that this author’s name rings bells in the science fiction community (think Asimov, Bear, Clark, etc.).
I also know that many of his novels and/or short stories have gone on to make or inspire many popular movies such as Blade Runner, Total Recall and Minority Report to name a few.
So I admit that I did enter into this movie with preconceived notions…I thought it was going to be good, like one of those overlooked movies that’s excellent but a lot of people haven’t seen, like Mirrormask (later I learned that this movie grossed about $5 million at the box office and won many film critics’ awards)
Well, I was wrong.
Based on a popular novel (that by all accounts is simply excellent), written by a popular novelist (circa 1960s-70s, but now a legend), and starring the likes of Robert Downey Jr., Keanu Reeves and Winona Ryder among others; you would think that this movie would be, if not excellent, at least palatable. But what do you get?
Boredom.
That’s right; this may have been one of the most boring movies I have ever watched. I’m not throwing stones at the original work, the novel, because I have never read it, and by all accounts, it is a must read for any fan of the genre; you know, a real piece of literature. I could even see myself really enjoying the novel after watching this movie, but the movie itself just doesn’t work for me.
Why? Well, I’ll tell you.
The visual style. Richard Linklater, who wrote the movie’s screenplay and directed it, is not a new name. He’s written and/or directed such movies as Before Sunset, Bad News Bears (2005), and the School of Rock just to name a few. Well, he decided to use animation and a technique called interpolated rotoscoping (which is animating over live action).
Now, you have probably seen rotoscoping before but didn’t know what you were looking at. It’s used in those old Superman Cartoons, Snow White, and even Monster House. There’s nothing wrong with this technique in and of itself. Even in the examples I named, it seems organic and natural. But, in A Scanner Darkly it looks hyper-artificial. Sort of like a video game from the PS2 age.
Sometimes you can even tell when it phases from pure animation to the rotoscoping animation and it’s a little hurtful to the eye. This movie would have worked better either fully animated or live action, this in-between thing they did just annoys the hell out of your eyes. This style of filmmaking would have worked if there was more action but it seems wasted on a bunch of junkies sitting around talking about nothing.
Which brings us to…
The plot. The plot revolves around a narcotics agent, Fred (Keanu Reeves) doing a sting on a group of supposed drug traffickers. He lives in the same house as them, trying to figure which one of these junkies is the real threat. What do they do? Well, they get high on Substance D (a psychedelic drug that does more to your brain over time than the usual constant exposure to chemical toxins), and they act like fiends (trust me, I know how fiends act). But the twist is that Fred and his counterpart that lives in the house, Bob, are actually one and the same and neither he nor anybody else seems to be aware of this fact.
So is our narcotics agent an addict himself? That’s the question you are expected to ask yourself while watching, or staring, at this movie. I would like to give more details but I expect some of you would like to see this film despite what I say, so I don’t want to give out any spoilers. Feel free to get it the best way you know how and form your own opinion, the critics loved it and many other people did too.
All in all, I realized several things while watching this film that makes me want to read the book. The themes (duality of our own realities and psychological profiles and drugs in America as an ongoing endemic even into the future) are here in the film but don’t really come off the right way. I expect it’s all there in the actual book. It’s definitely not all here in this movie.
The story itself, based on Philips own struggle with drugs, is considered by some to be his darkest tale. I wonder what he would have thought of the film if he was alive.
A Scanner Darkly (1st draft, 20 Dec, 1997)
This unproduced interpretation of the Philip K Dick novel was eventually vetoed, in favour of Richard Linklater’s own adaptation. Kaufman’s draft is very faithful to the source material.
Wooden floorboards
Brown piano keys
Form a crazy melody
Stained with black
Marks – memories
Of old chewing gum
Left by careless child
Made permanent
By the trod of
Unseeing foot wear
Fused into less than
Intricate patterns
In need of a lot more
Than the push of the
Broom or the polish
Of a mop
Home away / From home
A small grate, obdurate
Defying the floor board’s
Complete dominance
Unused Chimney –
Dust claiming soot’s
Living area – bordered
By ornate figurines and
Decorations, peculiar odds
Curious ends
Picture frames
Suspended on cracked
Walls – rewind time
Old proprietress now young
Perpetual frown, now
Eternal smile
Home away / From home
Paper laid like leaves
Over this landscape
Of earth tones, books
Begging for attention
Yet lying unnoticed
Neglected clothing, only re-
Membered on wash day
And sometimes not even then
As the dirty sock peeking
From underneath the couch
Can surely attest
Haphazard precarious
Room in need of a sign
Thick Newport smoke filters through every pore of my universe
Choking every verse spoken and coughing they burst
From my mind where they birthed through my mouth till it hurts
Cause my vocals are burned by the heat
Spilling forth from the womb that is thought
Though its god is the Word of the sea springing up
Giving form to the soul and the features of such
That have flown through the blood pumping beat
Take me home for I die and never could see
How the firefly mimics the soul and I keep
On hoping to find what was hidden in deep
Like dreams in my sleep like heathens that speak
The word of a lord that has never been seen
Only heard from above by people who seek
To uncover that Word from which all things received
To believe and to keep in their hearts till they cease
To breathe and to be and to see and to grieve
To live and to love and to lust for these things
That cannot be explained or obtained through the means
That are used to obtain material gains
Lessons of night only heard in the dark
When the stars are as fruit that hang from the top
And the tree be the black and expansive and not
Of the Earth but its roots rest deep in our minds
Watered by time it grows and expands
Covers the land of the unbroken man
Unspoken commands invocation of plans
That are whispered by gods and witnessed as lives
Living and past and driven to pass
Through the limits they crash and eventually fly
Cause the limits that lie in each of our paths
Are the reasons we soar with the thought spoken rhyme
And we be the black and expressive with art
And we be the day of the night in our hearts
Lay the light of the fire the sun and the start
The spark of the flame that burns throughout time
Its the spirit unbroken unending and lost
The original fire Prometheus brought
The story of us and of every mans hope
To endure until galaxies name us with fame
Of a light unshaded untamed and the part
That explains whence we came where we go read the chart
And you’ll find that destined is greatness for us
That wrestling with fate in the end yields results
That hesitant faces delay the impulse
To go forth and explore what your vision has wrought
What prisoners sought in the dark on the pulse
Of the morn when nothing exists but their ghosts
Of the corpse of a thought that has died on this page
That lies in this grave blood dripping as ink
Life fluids are spilled in the margins of pain
Lay dying and crying and sadly ashamed
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13 May 2007
1 CommentHot Fuzz
Hot Fuzz is a police parody movie from the same people who brought us the zombie parody Shaun of the Dead. Those same people being Edgar Wright, who co-wrote and directed with Simon Pegg, who co-wrote and starred. Since I’m such a big fan of both Shaun of the Dead and of Simon Pegg (who also starred in a good but short-lived sitcom called Spaced) I came to this movie expecting it to be extremely entertaining. I expected it to contain slapstick as well as sophisticated humor. And generally, I expected it not to suck.
I wasn’t disappointed. This movie is highly enjoyable. The humor is a fine mix of sophisticated and slapstick (as only the British can do) and it most definitely didn’t suck. But don’t get me wrong, there were some things about this movie that could have been and should have been taken care of before it left the cutting room floor.
The plot. The story centers around a London policeman…excuse me, police officer Nicholas Angel (Simon Pegg). Angel is the overachieving, excels at everything in his chosen profession, obsessed with his work type. And his work is being a police officer. He gets a promotion to sergeant but also a reassignment from the city of London to the country. Once there, our hero learns that this place is not the peaceful hamlet it seems to be when several seemingly gruesome “accidents” start to take place. So far so good. The plot is a cliché but as this movie is a parody of police action films, that’s all right, it’s to be expected. But after the first hour and a half of this, the plot degenerates into something ridiculous just to drive the last half hour of the film which brings me to…
The pace. This whole movie is one long build-up to the final twenty-minute John Woo style action fest. The problem with this is that the payoff isn’t as entertaining as this movies’ creators obviously thought it would be. It also means that the first hour and a half of the movie seems excessively long. Don’t get me wrong, it’s very entertaining. I can guarantee that you’ll find yourself laughing out loud even if you don’t want to. You may even find yourself flinching from some of the overly gruesome killing methods displayed in this film. But despite all that, I found myself becoming anxious to see the part of the movie that was advertised, the action. But when I finally got it, it wasn’t at all what I expected. Oh, it was entertaining and very, very over-the-top, but it seemed like too much too late in the film.
Since I actually want people to see this film, I left out a lot to keep from spoiling any of it. I have a few gripes but overall this is a good movie. I suggest you see it the best way you know how.
All in all, excellent setup; shoddy, but no less engaging, execution.
More Info From Wikipedia – http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hot_Fuzz
See How Others Rated it on IMDB – http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0425112/
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0425112
Hot Fuzz is available cheap on both DVD and Blu-ray from Amazon.
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