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God, I love the Sony Walkman

Amongst GenX’rs the movie of this name from 1984 is semi-famous.

If you were into dancing then you loved it.

If you weren’t then, “meh”.

I was definitely in the latter category so avoided it like the plague at the time and since.

A couple of years ago my poor, beloved wife tried to get our kids to watch it.


Part of my objection was that the basic plot was cliched even for its time. The story is that a “Big City Boy” – played by Kevin Bacon – moves to a small town in America that’s dominated by a Christian Preacher, played by John Lithgow, who bans dancing.

It’s very 80’s, especially in the way it plays so well to the hate against the Moral Majority and Jerry Falwell that existed on the Left and Hollywood at the time (and to this day).

There probably were some towns in USA history that did not like dancing (or booze), but they’d died a long time before the 1980’s – or even the 1950’s. But the movie was made by Boomers, so naturally they had to haul their obsessions with 1950’s American Conservatism into the 1980’s and pretend it was real.

This attitude is still here as the Boomers move closer to being beneath the earth, as shown by this comment about the Catholic Church from one such regular on Kiwiblog a few weeks ago. Still stuck in their upbringing of Fire and Brimstone speeches from the pulpit in the 1950’s/60’s they are utterly clueless as to how far the Catholic hierarchy has moved into the secular world of gay fucking plus – let alone the various Protestant faiths No wonder pedophiles headed for the seminaries after the great Counter-Culture revolution of the 1960’s.

A side-effect of this is that such people – secular atheists, and especially secular, Left-Wing, atheists – adamantly refuse to admit where their side of the fence is now moving.

“Gender-based policies, rules, and practices can have the effect of marginalizing, stigmatizing, and excluding students, regardless of their gender identity or gender expression,” it states, citing “practices that may be based on gender” such as “grouping students for class activities, gender-based homecoming or prom courts, limitations on who can attend as ‘couples’ at school dances, and gender-based events such as father-daughter dances.”

The practical effect will be that such dance evenings a schools will simply be canned, or more likely abandoned due to a lack of enthusiasm. Reverend Shaw Moore could only dream of such enforcement of his morality, but then that’s true of most of the Left’s Stasi-like enforcement nowadays vs. the fears conjured about the Moral Majority in the 1980’s.

These assholes are the Moral Majority, or at least they act like and obtain the results commensurate with power.

One side note is that this is just one of many movies that led to the game, Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon:

players challenge each other to arbitrarily choose an actor and then connect them to another actor via a film that both actors have appeared in together, repeating this process to try and find the shortest path that ultimately leads to prolific American actor Kevin Bacon

Written by Tom Hunter

August 2, 2021 at 6:00 am

Posted in History, Humour, Ideologues, Religion, US Politics, USA

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In the future everybody will be cancelled for 15 minutes

Even scientists with a great pedigree of credentials and research papers.

Like Robert Malone.

But when he began to speak up about the potential downsides of the mRNA-“spike protein” approach to vaccines, that was not acceptable to TPTB, even though it’s his field of expertise.

First he found podcasts involving him getting pulled from YouTube, and then even the supposed business-connecting site LinkedIn took their shot:

Malone pays for the premium version of LinkedIn for the biotech and government consulting business he runs, Just the News reports. That page remains intact, but its last post is three weeks old. 

“He was given no notice, no warnings” before he was removed on Tuesday, his wife Jill said. “He has a 10-15 year old account – has never even had a warning. 6,000 followers.”

“The historic record of what I have done, stated, figured out (and when) etc. over time is a key part of establishing my credibility and track record as a professional,” Robert Malone tweeted Wednesday. “And that has been erased completely and arbitrarily without warning or explanation.” 

Well at least he can still Tweet!


There was one piece of cancellation news that was funny. There’s an outfit called Right Wing Watch, which is dedicated to posting clips of conservatives saying things in an effort to get those conservatives de-platformed. Unfortunately they were a little too good at their job of pushing YouTube on those rules:


My, how schadenfreudialicious that is. Something, something reaping.… something something sowing

But now that they’ve been kicked off of YouTube, they can simply go start their own multi-billion dollar video platform, right? I mean, that’s what the Left has continually told conservatives who complain about censorship online.

I think they’ll be fine. Once YouTube realises the political and ideological mistake of taking out one of their own, RWW will be allowed back.


The same might also be true for actor Tom Hanks. Early in June, Tom decided to sheer his experience and feelings about racism in American by publishing an op ed in the New York Times entitled “You Should Learn the Truth About the Tulsa Race Massacre,”, in which he confessed that he’d never heard of this during his 1950’s/60’s Whitebread schooling. Hanks has been activist (a quiet one) and a donor to many Democrat Party candidates and causes over the years.

But none of that was good enough for one Eric Deggans’, who used his platform on none other than NPR (National Public Radio, basically the equivalent of the NZR’s National Program) to unload in response, “Tom Hanks Is A Non-Racist. It’s Time For Him To Be Anti-Racist”. Because you can never be good enough, especially in the eyes of a 55 year old Black man who specialises in “issues of race and social justice”:

“The toughest thing for some white Americans … is to admit how they were personally and specifically connected to the elevation of white culture over other cultures,

His work, so often focused on the achievements of virtuous white, male Americans, may have made it tougher for tales about atrocities such as Tulsa to find space.”

The revolution, like Saturn, devours its children.

Perhaps the best response to Deggan’s bullshit is this article from Frontpage by Danusha Goska. It’s lengthy but you should read it. She makes several important points but it was this one that struck me, based on her experience teaching and living in Africa and the reality of limited good:

An insight into why villagers resisted change, including change that might save their own lives, was provided by the fate of one villager, a man I knew personally. When development workers advised the locals on how to improve their agricultural output, he carefully applied every suggestion. His farm prospered and he enjoyed a much higher yield than any of his neighbors.

His neighbors burned his farm down. That’s limited good. This man, by increasing his yield, had monopolized all the good to be had in that village, and his action would result, his neighbors believed, in their farms doing poorly.

It applied to other things in the village too, even beauty. That’s what Deggan is actually putting forward for the US and other Western societies:

Deggans is back to that limited good, zero-sum worldview that insists, falsely, that one man’s success equates to the next man’s failure. If Tom Hanks has two cows, Eric Deggans can’t have any cows. If Hanks’ farm is doing well, Deggans’ farm will wither. If Hanks’ baby is attractive, Deggans’ baby must be ugly.

The “solutions” offered also amount to the same thing; burning the farm to the ground:

For Hanks to atone, he must lower himself, and elevate black people in the place he previously occupied. That’s being an anti-racist. That’s Ibram X. Kendi. That’s the “8 White Identities” chart that says that the only good white is a white who participates in the abolishment of whiteness. And it is a Maoist struggle session. Deggans calls for “Hanks and other stars to talk specifically about how their work has contributed to these problems and how they will change.” This is the self-accusation that occurred during Maoist struggle sessions. The less successful, fueled by their envy, publicly humiliate the more successful.

Goska also makes the point that should be obvious:

Deggans can read white people’s minds. White people all think alike. And Deggans can speak for them. Any similar set of statements by a white man about black people would be taboo.


Lastly, there are places where the reverse is happening, with opposition ideologues taking over their opponent’s world, as Daniel Greenfield points out:

When Sultan Doughan signed a hateful letter falsely claiming that Israel and Zionism were based on “Jewish Supremacy”, a term popularized by Neo-Nazi leader David Duke, that ugly rhetoric wouldn’t have attracted much attention in an antisemitic time… except for one thing.

Doughan is a Muslim postdoctoral associate at Boston University’s Elie Wiesel Center for Jewish Studies.


Always Scotch. Always drunk. Always critical. Always brilliant.

A few days ago I put up a post about the catastrophic collapse of TV viewership ratings for Hollywood’s annual, ritual orgasm of self celebration, The Oscars: Die Hollywood, Die.

Once again here are the figures for yet another industry that’s destroyed itself by going full Woke (and New Left).

But as an update on this I thought I would throw in this wonderful piece from The Critical Drinker, drunken Scottish movie critic par excellence. Watch, laugh, and then check out his reviews of individual movies.

My only difference of opinion with him is that I’d be quite happy for Hollywood to burn to the ground. Fortunately, they’re apparently determined to make the wishes of Right-Wingers like me come true.

And I say that as someone who loves the movies.

A free bag of Chocolate Fish for anybody in the comments who can identify even 50% of the movies whose clips he shows: WARNING: they’re fast.

It was a good laptop, Marilyn, and I liked it.

No matter how crazy you think the USA can be, there will always be some real news out of the nation that beats your fictional idea hands down.

One of the latest comes out of Alaska where the Anchorage Daily News interviewed a woman named Marilyn Hueper about how she got raided by the FBI:

Hueper said the agents broke down her door Wednesday morning as she, her husband and some guests were asleep. When she asked why they didn’t just knock, she was told that they did, but no one answered, so the agents went to get breakfast. When they returned, they knocked again, and when no one answered, they broke open the door, she said.

Hueper said the officers had guns drawn and handcuffed her, her husband and their guests. She and her husband were put in different rooms and couldn’t see what was happening as the officers searched, according to Hueper.

Sounds serious. The FBI thought they had the right suspect:

An officer pulled out a photo of a woman in the Capitol on Jan. 6 and asked if she knew who the woman was. Hueper was surprised, she said, because the woman looked like her and had a coat like one she owns. But Hueper said she’s never had a sweater like one the woman was wearing in a second picture.

Hueper said she was able to point to other photos, provided later in the interview, to show differences in her appearance from the woman shown. The woman in the photo has detached earlobes — hers are attached. The other woman also has a different brow shape, Hueper said, adding that she’s never worn the kind of high boots that the woman wore.

“This chick looks like she has detached earlobes, which makes me jealous,” Marilyn Hueper said of the woman in the screen grabs. “I’ve always wanted detached earlobes.”

Don’t we all. But it turns out that this was not about any charge of trespassing, let alone “sedition” or “insurrection”.

You may recall such terms being thrown around after Jan 6 by hysterics and Democrat partisan axe grinders looking for their own Reichstag Fire moment.

No, this was about a laptop. A very special laptop:

“And they said, ‘Well, we’re here for Nancy Pelosi’s laptop.’ And I said, ‘Oh, so it was stolen and it’s at large, good to know. I thought maybe it was just conspiracy theory, so thanks for the intel,’” she said.

Heh. She sounds like a very cool customer. It was actually confirmed way back in early January by Pelosi’s COS that one of her laptops was missing, but “was only used for presentations.” Well sure, but there could still be some very juicy stuff on there and I’m sure Botox Pelosi wants it back.

Sending the FBI to get it is probably a mistake however, given their recent standards of investigation, as evidenced by the picture on the right that they recently submitted in a criminal complaint.

In addition, if the USA wanted actual comedians who enjoyed puncturing the pompous and the powerful, you really couldn’t do better than using this story of the FBI, Pelosi’s laptop and Alaska as the basis of a parody skit.

I very much doubt Saturday Night Live or any of the late-night comedic hosts will do so, but if they do here’s the famous movie scene they could use:

Written by Tom Hunter

May 2, 2021 at 3:00 pm

Die Hollywood, Die 🤣

So apparently the annual Hollywood movie awards show, known as “The Oscars”, has just happened.

What? You didn’t know about this? It’s not a topic for discussion in the shops or at work? What movie won Best Picture? Which man won Best Actor? Which woman won Best Actress?

Well I’m glad to inform you that you’re not alone in not knowing.

As Oscar Wilde once remarked, regarding a key character in Dicken’s novel, The Old Curiosity Shop:

One must have a heart of stone to read the death of little Nell without laughing.


Or perhaps we should paraphrase a more modern saying:

The Oscars have gone full woke. You never go full woke.

Ironically the original line came from a movie character who would never make it on-screen nowadays, Robert Downey Jnr’s brilliant piss-take of an actor so high on his own skill (“five-time Academy Award-winning Australian method actor Kirk Lazarus”) that he’s willing to try and portray a Black soldier in a Vietnam War movie in the satire, Tropic Thunder.

“Never go full retard

Even funnier is the fact that this 2008 role by Downey was nominated for an Academy Award, a BAFTA Award, and a Screen Actors Guild Award.

As those declining viewer numbers show this has been coming for a long time:

The Oscars always had problems but in the last decade they’ve become turgid, sanctimonious, predictable, joyless, and boring, not to mention bitter and negative about the country that has created so much splendor and wealth for the lucky few who get to appear onstage at the ceremony.

But I have to admit that even I’m shocked by the collapse from just last year:

Ratings crashed 58 percent off last year’s abysmal viewership, down to 9.85 million Americans. Let that sink in: In a nation of 330 million, not even ten million Americans watched the Oscars. The Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences’ strategy of embracing diversity as a supposed means to bring in younger viewers has proven a complete failure: Ratings were down even more for young adults. In the 18–49 demographic, ratings crashed 64 percent. The star power is gone. The glamour is gone. The public interest is gone.

That article finishes on the usual pathetically hopeful note I’ve come to expect the likes of National Review, basically from the Bush wing of the Republican Party, but the following comment is closer to the reality:

When you break up with someone — or break up with an industry, or a hobby — at first you’re angry about the alienating direction the industry or hobby is taking, and you complain about it.

The more intensely you complain, however, the more you show that you still care.

At some point, you stop complaining.

That doesn’t mean you’ve accepted the industry turning woke.

That means that you now don’t even care that it’s turned woke — it’s out of your life, and you care about it as much as the person you broke up with four break-ups ago.


Written by Tom Hunter

April 27, 2021 at 4:58 pm

No Mr Bond, I expect you to die.

One of my all-time favourite movies is the classic 1997 crime thriller, LA Confidential.

Set in 1950’s LA it’s a shout-out to the American noir crime movies of the 1940’s. Writer James Elroy had published the original novel in 1990 and almost immediately sold the movie rights to it. He didn’t haggle with multiple offers because he assumed his novel could never be turned into a movie, given it’s 500 pages and multiple characters and sub-plots spread over several years.

Yet somehow it was done, cutting down to five essential characters and stripping away any element that did not involve at least one of them. The producers also told the set designers to throw everything they had at making the sets look perfectly like the period, even if it involved small items that nobody would ever notice.

It worked. The movie was a huge commercial and critical success, launching the careers of two young Australian actors – Russell Crowe and Guy Pearce – buttressed by A-Listers Kevin Spacey and Kim Basinger (who would win the Oscar for Best Supporting Actress), with James Cromwell and Danny Devito supplying smaller but crucial roles.

One scene in the movie played for laughs is where Pearce and Crowe’s characters confront a mob enforcer named Johnny Stompanato, who just happens to be dating famous actress Lana Turner. Since the plot involves hookers “cut to look like movie stars”, Pearce’s character ends up severely embarrassed.

The interesting thing is that Johnny Stompanato was a actually a real-life enforcer for a famous LA mobster named Micky Cohen, who is briefly seen at the start of the movie as he’s arrested for income tax evasion (“But nothing too original because hey, this is Hollywood” – goes Devito’s voiceover). Moreover, he actually did date the real Lana Turner.

But there was someone else keen on Lana; a then unknown young Scottish actor named Sean Connery.

In 1957, Stompanato became so jealous about this relationship that he flew to the United Kingdom and stormed onto the set of a movie Connery was making (Another Time, Another Place) where he threatened Connery with a gun.

Unperturbed, the 6 ft 2 in Scot, who was a former body builder and karate black belt, bent Stompanato’s hand back, forcing him to drop the weapon, and dumping him on his back.

Remember that the next time you watch one of Connery’s classic Bond movies.

Stompanato was reported to the police and quietly deported from the United Kingdom but somehow he maintained his abusive relationship with Turner back in the USA.

The cherry on top of this already too-strange-for-fiction story is that the following year Stompanatos physical abuse of Turner became too much for her daughter to bear, whereupon she stabbed him to death in Turner’s home in Beverly Hills. It was ruled as a justifiable homicide.

However at least one LA mobster blamed Connery for the death, and the actor had to lay low for a while.

Within a few years of course Connery would establish the iconic character of James Bond, setting off a multi-billion dollar movie franchise empire that’s still going sixty years later, as well as setting a standard against which every other Bond actor has been compared.

And yet it was only after growing tired of the Bond role over five movies and stepping away from it that his career began to make a wider impact. He was a working actor and if you paid him he’d act in shit movies – but always with a grin and wink, as if to say that he didn’t mind making a bloody fool of himself. In that world his character in the SF movie Zardoz probably takes the cake; a ponytail plus an outfit that was likely the inspiration for Borat’s “mankini”. Ick.

In fact it was not until he was into his fifties that he began to get roles that established him as a very good actor in good movies. His great roles in personal favourites of mine like The Wind and the Lion, The Man Who Would Be King, The Untouchables, for which he won the Oscar for best supporting actor, a final response to those who’d pegged him as nothing more than Bond, The Hunt for Red October, a very romantic role in The Russia House, and his wonderful take as Henry Jones Snr in Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade.

And all with much the same accent, yet still believable. Now that’s acting! Or perhaps I should say, charisma.

We all die. But to die in your sleep at the age of 90 in the Bahamas after a lifetime of experiences like that, leaving that legacy behind, is almost too perfect a story.

Written by Tom Hunter

November 2, 2020 at 5:10 am

Posted in Reading, Movie, Music Reviews

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Breaking the Satire Wall

In movies, TV and theatre there’s a technique called Breaking the Fourth Wall, whereby the characters punch through the wall of the story to talk directly to the audience.

Recent clever examples of this came from the wonderfully clever and crude superhero movie, Deadpool, and The Big Short, where it was also vital in explaining the financial instruments of the GFC. It was also used to great effect by the lead character, Francis Urquhart, in the 1990 British TV series, House of Cards.

I don’t know if there’s anything similar in satire but given that it has begun to seem as if our world is so crazy that it can’t be satirised, there seems to be a need to punch through to something beyond satire?

If there’s one source of satire that might attempt this it’s The Babylon Bee (Your Trusted Source For Christian News), that has far exceeded the previous champion in this category, The Onion, which is sadly a mere shell of itself since selling out to Hillary Clinton.

Thus the Bee produced this mocking view of how they figured CNN would cover Trump’s recent peace deals…

… only to find that the real thing was little different…

FFS. So since reality had once again beaten satire the Bee decided to simply go all the way with Struggling CNN Just Starts Stealing Headlines From The Babylon Bee:

After months of continually trying and failing to produce better fake news than The Babylon Bee, CNN has assigned a team of people to monitor The Babylon Bee’s website daily to determine how they should cover the news for that day. 

Written by Tom Hunter

September 18, 2020 at 3:27 pm

“I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe”

I could not think of a more perfect movie quote than that one, courtesy of Rutger Hauer – who basically wrote the dialog for the scene by himself – as I watched the following clip of San Francisco on YouTube.

Sure, Rutger’s speech, from the classic SF movie Blade Runner, is set in a grungy Los Angeles of 2019, but it fits even better here.

The original was made by one DoctorSbaitso and filmed using a DJI Ma vic Air 2 drone (and how 21st Century is that?), but this clip (2min) takes that footage and overlays it with the soundtrack from the sequel, Bladerunner 2049. Naturally the latter has more views because Art. Still, whoever DoctorSbaitso is he has more than a touch of the cinematographer about him.

NOTE: If the video doesn’t play from this blog, you can go directly to it here.

If you think that either I or the filmakers are stretching the comparison I invite you to look at this selection of photos comparing San Francisco in recent days with scenes from Blade Runner 2049.

Written by Tom Hunter

September 15, 2020 at 3:26 pm

“Yessir, Drill Sergeant, Sir!”

A little bit of fun for a Friday afternoon.

One of my favourite movies is Stanley Kubrick’s Full Metal Jacket, from 1987.

Critics have made the reasonably accurate point that while there are some great scenes from the movie the overall plot drags a little. One critic at the time noted (WARNING: plot spoiler ahead) that the James Bond movie of the same year, The Living Daylights, got straight to the same point – dealing with a female sniper – right at the start rather than trying to make such a big moral deal of it.

But the latter spoke to the sensibilities of the generation of Kubrick and the Baby Boomers rather than the more jaded and cynical views of later generations, for whom the idea of female snipers as both protagonists and victims was “meh”!

In any case, the opening scene of Jacket is stunningly memorable as we are exposed to the incredible tirades of Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, played by Lee Ermey, who actually had been a U.S. Marine Drill Instructor during the Vietnam war and was first hired as an advisor before his perfect fit for the role was recognised.

The following clip uses audio from a little later.

Written by Tom Hunter

September 11, 2020 at 4:09 pm

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Not Subservient

An interesting little New Zealand documentary I came across the other day is Wahine Warrior.

It’s about a woman, Pania Tepaiho-Marsh, who has taught herself how to hunt and is now teaching others, focusing on women who are desperate to escape their circumstances of being trapped on Welfare and in abusive relationships.

Watching the reactions of the woman as they learn to shoot and hunt is just great. It’s only 8 minutes long and worth every second.

Written by Tom Hunter

September 2, 2020 at 6:31 pm