The story-line is overdone. I get it.
Once you get past the gore, cliches, and maybe slightly pornographic scenes, there is kind of an important message.
As in every horror movie, there are obvious warning signs the movie's protagonists ignore.
But what's unique here is the reason they ignore it. The professional mostly twenty something males are all anthropologists-in-training. They're deeply indoctrinated into cultural relativism: the belief that no cultural practice should be judged 'from the outside'. They're also motivated by careerism. They're too educated to recognize that a village killing off its elderly with gravity and an ornate sledgehammer is just that: a village killing off its elderly. Preoccupied with their educational ambitions, and led by their penises as much as by their obsession with neutrality, they miss the forest for the trees.
At the same time, I can't really judge them. I too am an over-educated (thirty something) male. I question my questions too much. I don't see the forest or the trees; I'm busy racking my brain to find a good quote to use in the conversation I'm having with myself.
These are my thoughts in between Good Friday and Easter during the pandemic of 2020. I hoped to find something more spiritual to say but this is it for now.
Payce
Once you get past the gore, cliches, and maybe slightly pornographic scenes, there is kind of an important message.
As in every horror movie, there are obvious warning signs the movie's protagonists ignore.
But what's unique here is the reason they ignore it. The professional mostly twenty something males are all anthropologists-in-training. They're deeply indoctrinated into cultural relativism: the belief that no cultural practice should be judged 'from the outside'. They're also motivated by careerism. They're too educated to recognize that a village killing off its elderly with gravity and an ornate sledgehammer is just that: a village killing off its elderly. Preoccupied with their educational ambitions, and led by their penises as much as by their obsession with neutrality, they miss the forest for the trees.
At the same time, I can't really judge them. I too am an over-educated (thirty something) male. I question my questions too much. I don't see the forest or the trees; I'm busy racking my brain to find a good quote to use in the conversation I'm having with myself.
These are my thoughts in between Good Friday and Easter during the pandemic of 2020. I hoped to find something more spiritual to say but this is it for now.
Payce
