I couldn't watch Independence Day, (one of my favourite tune-out-and-veg movies) for a very long time.
That makes total sense to me. I still cringe when I see the parts where they destroy New York and the White House, and I used to love those parts. They were creepily cool. Now they are just horrifying.
For years after witnessing a friend hit and killed by a bus, I couldn't watch scenes of people being hit by cars in movies, or really any violence in movies, and I don't think the ending of Mean Girls is funny at all, even though I love that movie.
That should probably teach us something about movie violence and the real world--I think that movie makers and movie watchers can't just be complacent about the effects of their images. Every fake image of violence is an echo of something real that happened. Even the most cartoonish. I need to remember that.
Sorry for dumping all this on your LJ. You just made me think, is all . . .
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Date: 2006-09-11 04:56 pm (UTC)That makes total sense to me. I still cringe when I see the parts where they destroy New York and the White House, and I used to love those parts. They were creepily cool. Now they are just horrifying.
For years after witnessing a friend hit and killed by a bus, I couldn't watch scenes of people being hit by cars in movies, or really any violence in movies, and I don't think the ending of Mean Girls is funny at all, even though I love that movie.
That should probably teach us something about movie violence and the real world--I think that movie makers and movie watchers can't just be complacent about the effects of their images. Every fake image of violence is an echo of something real that happened. Even the most cartoonish. I need to remember that.
Sorry for dumping all this on your LJ. You just made me think, is all . . .