I think my favourite viewing of "Fear Her" was when I watched it with Simon and he slaughtered it like a starving man being presented with a steak. Not only were his observations quite inimitable (and I learnt a few new colourful phrases) but they were so vitriolic I was immediately put on the defensive (like we Doctor Who
fans are when our favourite show is under attack — we can tear it to pieces as much as we like but when outsiders dare to look in and criticise it you can forget it
) and forced myself to find the positives.
Nothing ruins a good thing quite like knowing you share your opinions with mindless little tits who bray like mules if you so much as mention the word "cake," and the good thing in question can never be the same again.
We wanted so badly
We couldn't believe
We walked outta there like...?!
We could not CONCEIVE...!
It was IMPOSSIBLE to believe...!
Of a time...? ...Where a Star Wars
movie might suck?
If you can put yourself back in that time: Y'know, Star Wars
, Empire Strikes Back
, Return of the Jedi
. We saw there was a trailer for Phantom Menace
. Oh my god, it was the best thing ever. It DID NOT. ENTER. OUR. MINDS. That that movie might suck. It was IMPOSSIBLE.
It was unbelievable. And so, everyone walked in there, and it was like...we were like trauma victims!
It was like we were delusional!
There are things about fanatics that, by the very nature of the term, make them almost religious in their zealotry....It's not about whether something makes sense, or whether something is of quality, or if something is worthwhile, it's honestly much more about whether a thing is KNOWN and if the decision upon that knowing was LIKE or FAIL. Most people choose LIKE for Superman before their cognitive faculties develop, so their blind spot to any inadequacy
can be large.
It's like hearing someone brag about their personal library and you find out it's filled with nothing but Star Wars
novels and Choose-Your-Own-Adventure books. I know they're printed on pulped trees and bought at a Borders, but that doesn't make them real books. Consuming those is an exercise in stunting your ability to appreciate real storytelling. I wouldn't trust a food critic if all he ever grubbed on were hot dogs, and I don't trust Whedonites
when their experience with moving pictures begins and ends with Mutant Enemy productions. Once More With Feeling shouldn't be a goddamn Rocky Horror Picture Show
. Fuck, it's not even a good musical. But then, you'd have to have watched another musical to know that.