Josh and I watched A Clockwork Orange tonight for the podcast. Still a couple weeks ahead of schedule, which is just lovely.
The movie itself, not so lovely. It’s violent, particularly towards women, and it’s particularly dark and nihilistic. Not a decent character to be found in the entire movie, save for perhaps the chaplain in the prison…but even he is a blind fool.
It’s not a movie for me. I don’t have that fuck-it-all bone to be tickled inside me. It pushes me away, makes me disengage rather than sucking me in. I find movies such as these to be useful only in abstract, intellectual, or strictly film-making discussions. Never on any deep, emotional, or philosophical level. They don’t affect me. They turn me off.
But…it was super interesting to talk about it and to view it from the lens of an adult. Very different from the lens I first watched it through as a teenager, wide-eyed and holding up Kubrick as a genius.
He WAS a genius…of a kind. Perhaps not MY genius, however.
Anyway…great writing today. Added another 1,400 words or so despite having opened my writing app to realize 300 words or so were missing somehow. It wasn’t a terrible setback. I remembered what I wrote, so I just wrote it again.
Night. Work tomorrow and it’s 1am. Le sigh. I’ll be fine 😜