Sunday, June 22, 2008
"...we're never going to survive unless we get a little crazy."
you don't need me to tell you that america as a society is dissolving like black and white footage in the nine inch nails 'closer' video. and if you do, i'd just tell you to watch shock corridor. here the american dream meets the american holy sh*t my brain has turned into horseradish mashed potatoes.
back in the late 60's the pulitzer prize meant everything. it meant so much in fact, that a journalist willing to institutionalize himself in order to close the book on an unsolved murder and nab the pulitzer passed as a plausible idea for a movie.
of course nothing goes anywhere near ok for this guy, and in between lobotomies, we meet a hoard of nymphos looking to party, a tiny man written for comic relief ('i am impotent...and i love it!'), and a black guy-hating black guy (at first it's casually made known that he enjoys collecting pillow cases...then it all becomes clear).
what's stayed with me most is the knowledge-drop from the journalist's noticeably modern-looking-for-the-60s roommate: "when we're sleeping, no one can tell a sane man from an insane man'.
time for bed.