For the record, attaching a visible-light targeting laser to a sniper rifle makes even less sense than the scenario explored above. I mean, it’s not exactly news that the film industry is chalk-full of inane bullshit, but between sniper give-away lasers, enhanced images from blurry photos, and a total lack of S.W.A.T. panthers it must be reaching some kind of saturation point. Especially now that they precede each film in the theatre with advertisements.
For instance, we took the tyke out to see something about a bear doing martial arts, but the prelude to that feature presentation was downright disturbing. It began with a makeup commercial, for a cleanser, in which the protagonist, a model, decries the very institution of make-up as an unfortunate reality of her job. She then expounds how her cleanser reveals the natural beauty lying underneath. How her psyche remains intact under the weight of so much self-contradiction is beyond me.
She was followed by a rivalry between two infant penguin dance teams, one of them comprised entirely of baby girl penguins approximating the sensual gyrations of modern, of-age MTV starlettes. This display was followed up by an anthropomorphic tomcat stripping in the street to the adulation of the local human female population. Oh and he throws his sword at a group of children, one of them blindfolded.
Then it was all like, please turn off your cell phone.
And the MPAA wonders why the populace grows ever more reluctant to pay for this seemingly endless stream of chaff. Though to be fair it seems they’ve stopped berating their paying customers for not being paying customers. That’s an improvement, perhaps?
Ja.