Posts by Larry Moore49

Benjamin Smith71 said:Does anyone happen to have any recommendations for biker movies, you know, those films centered around the biker lifestyle and all that sort of thing?

Well, if you are looking for something more recent, I would suggest watchingWild Hogs (2007)

Tyler Watson3 said:It honestly gives me chills just thinking about dying at thirty. I can't help but wonder what kind of culture could possibly instill such a notion into its people and somehow convince them it’s perfectly "normal."

If you aren't aware of any other way to live, then whatever they feed you becomes your version of reality.
Even in this modern age, there are so many ideas ingrained in our minds that we blindly accept them as absolute truths.

Take religious doctrines, for instance:
It truly baffles me how people still cling to the idea that Sunday is the seventh day, when in fact it is the first.
Furthermore, it seems nobody realizes that according to the Ten Commandments, Saturday should be the day of rest.
One might argue that the Catholic Church operates within a similarly distorted system, where mass rituals are used to impose a collective consciousness, and confessionals serve to pry into one's most private thoughts, essentially forcing an unnecessary sense of guilt upon the individual. It really feels as though the whole structure lacks any genuine connection to the Bible, to God, or even to the Messiah itself.

Basta said:From the very second that Jenny makes her entrance in the film... 🙏 🙂

Are you referring to this Jenny?

The whole phenomenon surrounding cinematic remakes is fundamentally rooted in subjective perceptions, largely driven by a sense of nostalgia, and frequently hinges upon our prior exposure to the material—whether we are judging based on the original classic or the newer iteration.

wiredpilot30 said:Man, I was watching "The Island" just the other day, and the opening sequence gave me such a visceral sense of déjà vu, reminding me almost painfully of "Logan's Run."😁 🙂

In my opinion The Island is essentially a modern reimagining of Logan's Run.
It is quite clearly updated to align with contemporary sensibilities regarding that same core conflict, offering much more intricate character development and nuanced motivations for the plot.
Consequently, I find that The Island actually functions as a superior film in terms of its narrative structure.
One might overlook the special effects simply due to the obvious differences in era and production budget.

Just take a look at the names of the lead characters; they even managed to retain the same initials:

Logan 5 ----- Lincoln 6 Echo
Jessica 6 ----- Jordan 2 Delta

Lawrence Booth2 said:It’s a fantastic movie,

and honestly, that dated visual style just adds a certain charm to the whole experience, at least if you ask me.
at least for me 🙏

I actually sat down and watched it last night.
While the visuals aren't actually all that bad, I found the soundtrack to be absolutely disastrous.
It’s this incredibly grating electronic music that reminds me far too much of those old-school Commodore 64 video games.

Absolute garbage......
I was under the impression that we were going to be discussing actual outlaw biker gangs, but instead, it turns out to be some sort of hippie travelogue.🙂

Mel Gibson simply does not belong in Braveheart.

I have also observed that there has been a massive shift and a profound difference in his performances compared to his earlier roles.
It is almost as if the man has lost his grip on reality, appearing entirely unconvincing and caricatured, as though he is merely mocking everything he touches.

I can say with absolute certainty that in every single film produced following Deadly Weapon, Mel Gibson has been nothing short of catastrophic.

Richard Howard2 said:If you absolutely insist on talking nonsense...

Now, if I am truly being forced to indulge in such nonsense,
... then I shall simply establish an entirely unique subgenre within SF dedicated exclusively to alternative realities, and I will give it the exact same title used for the category dealing with time travel.

One might argue that it is far more prudent to remain silent than to attempt to categorize something under the subgenre of time travel when it simply does not belong there.

Richard Howard2 said:I would genuinely suggest placing it within a specific sub-category dedicated to time travel. To my mind, the concepts of traveling through time and navigating alternative realities are the closest possible relatives—they aren't quite tethered enough to warrant their own entirely separate category, yet they remain sufficiently distinct that they shouldn't be lumped together under one single heading.

It truly would be most ideal if science fiction were treated, just like any other genre, as merely a sub-category under the broader umbrella of a genre we might call TIME TRAVEL.

Richard Howard2 :
I am referring to those films that explore the future trajectory of our society, which naturally intertwine with themes of space and time travel. Essentially, an alternate reality serves as a fundamental form of time travel.

Oh, please, calling that time travel is quite a stretch...

I find myself wondering whether there ought to be a dedicated subcategory specifically designed for cinematic works such as 1984 or 2001: A Space Odyssey, along with similar titles that have now aged into being part of our established past.

Zombies lack any semblance of consciousness and seem driven by nothing more than a primal, singular urge to feed.
But here is the rub...
Why on earth don't they just tear each other apart instead?
In the movie, they all work in perfect unison to hunt down the living.
And then, once they are killed, they simply join the ranks of the undead to continue the pursuit of the living.
If there is truly no cognitive function involved, how could they possibly distinguish who is alive and who is dead?

I honestly cannot fathom how a director can even begin the process of filming something so fundamentally illogical.

Nemruth Dag said:What is the actual price tag on a single human life?

... It holds value because there is an inherent purpose waiting to be realized, a specific destiny designed to bring fulfillment. Every individual is entirely unique, making them impossible to quantify with any standard metric.

If we were to calculate the sum of a person's expertise, their leadership prowess within political or economic spheres, and even their physical assets—perhaps adding the millions of dollars represented by a gold tooth or a high-end medical implant—we still run into a problem if that person lacks a vision for their own existence or simply refuses to pursue one.

How then do we weigh that against a person who possesses immense wealth but truly understands how to honor the sanctity of life?

In reality, the world is filled with countless people living in poverty, lacking both direction and initiative, whereas there exists only a tiny fraction of souls who are spiritually profound and thus possess lives that are truly priceless.

The current trend toward spirituality in modern society is fundamentally driven by a profound lack of individual identity.

To justify this supposed enlightenment, people tend to lean heavily on abstract, universal concepts like love, truth, or even Jesus,... and they use these terms as a way to supplement their lives with what they perceive as spiritual depth and a sense of personal importance.

The concept of committing an evil act is inherently relative, primarily because even actions born from seemingly noble intentions can inadvertently cause significant harm to others.
It is my firm belief that we are discussing an action driven purely by Malice.

An act motivated by pure Malice represents a sensation that is uniquely transparent, both clean and profoundly sincere.
Within such an act, one witnesses an expression of boundless selflessness, where an individual essentially sacrifices their own interests simply to inflict suffering on another for the sheer pleasure of it.

Anyone who has actually experienced this—having been on the darker side of things themselves—understands the true nature of evil and can recognize precisely when it is manifesting.
Interestingly enough, there is no underlying motive that can truly explain such behavior, because Malice does not seek out justifications or reasons.

Rather, it serves as a snapshot of a specific person's state at a particular moment, a phenomenon that is characteristic only of conscious beings.

IL:

... nothing more than the total self-isolation of deluded, narcissistic women clinging to a completely fraudulent sense of spirituality!

I have always maintained that individuals who become utterly obsessed with cinema, regardless of how much violence they consume on screen, will almost certainly never evolve into actual killers.

Such people typically lack any semblance of an active life and spend their entire existence tethered to the television set
,whereas causing any sort of mayhem out in the streets would actually require them to step foot outside of their homes for once.

I frequently encounter individuals who pose profound questions and claim to be searching for the ultimate truth, and it seems to me that these spiritual seekers, caught up in the modern American trend of spirituality, actually suffer from a profound lack of identity.
One must wonder how much of a struggle this truly poses for them, and which category they might fall into when viewed through a spiritual lens. They persist in this relentless pursuit of truth and God, attempting to justify their supposed insights—which they can never quite articulate in plain language—by leaning instead on abstract concepts like love and the path of Jesus, using such terms merely to bolster an otherwise hollow spiritual existence.
“We must transcend this purely material perception of reality,” is a sentiment one often hears whispered among these spiritual circles, accompanied by claims that the yearning of our spiritual essence is insatiable and demands the truth.
But is this truly a search for truth?
Or is it perhaps nothing more than a series of frantic efforts to flee from it?
Given the infinite sea of subjective experiences born from our own infantile characters, this supposed quest—which looks much more like an escape—actually detaches us from the real world. Not only do we cease to belong to that tangible reality, but we find ourselves lost, wandering with empty minds while waiting for some "messiah," some "guru," or some enlightened figure to come along and direct our now overly spiritualized bodies, effectively turning the human character into a faceless entity driven by some supposed "higher" purpose.
As the most advanced beings on this planet, we humans strive to rise above the animal kingdom by pursuing spirituality, thereby moving one step closer to God, which allows us to view the world through a different lens.
In this view, one who commits evil is not seen as a criminal or a threat, because his underlying desire is perceived as good, even if he cannot resist his own sinful nature; such a person should be loved and given chances not just seven times, but seven times seventy, because the more one sins, the more forgiveness will be extended.
A step toward the Divinity involves rediscovering those long-lost qualities within ourselves that were nearly smothered by primitive traditions; we find our Divine self and muster the courage to admit to the world, without fear, exactly who and what we are, because God loves us just as we are.
“I am an Alcoholic, ...I am gay... ...I am a criminal... but God loves us.”
The world is certainly entering a "new era," a turning point where humanity moves toward a higher stage of evolution.
Things that would have once led to being stoned are now considered privileges; today, they say, "confess halfway and you are forgiven." To confess openly today is to be blessed, because everyone loves a sinner who returns to the fold like a lost sheep coming back to the flock.
I find myself wondering if Christianity did not simply turn individuals into fools so that great leaders could manipulate them more easily, and where is that powerful God who used to crush everything in His path?
Was it not for whose name people died, gaining strength and motivation, that the idea of a God who protects us with His hand was replaced by a crucified God whom we now feel we must assist? We adorn ourselves with crosses depicting a crucified God because we believe we are finally free to do whatever we please. Meanwhile, a slightly wiser faction looks further ahead, knowing that God has risen, yet questioning who exactly a long-haired hippie will help by tossing out words about "love" toward an enemy.
Is loving one's enemies not merely making it easier for them to destroy us? It seems a difficult kind of wisdom to embrace if it only results in harming oneself.