Speaking of commies

I needed cannabis and a movie last night, and somebody had recommended The Corporation. Had my doubts, but the blurb on the back promised lots of talk about advertising in this decadent world; I decided to watch it since even if it was lousy it would be like homework. But then the part about advertising sucked. "There's too much advertising. We're influenced by it." Bravo, Archimedes. Why and how? Jeez. You could have used some of the time you spent on visuals of apple vaccuuming and babies dressed as McDonald's fries to address those two little questions. If that film was preaching to the converted it was too airy-fairy, and if it was on a mission it was too slow. They should have just got that bald trader guy to talk for the whole 145 minutes about the ecstatic way different clients reacted to different cataclysms jacking up commodity prices; that would have been interesting, unlike the hypno-disks and Michael Moore that got way more time.

And the idea of consumer accountability was left right out. The only presented deliverance from the perils of capitalism was a fundamental shift in government powers, so the film came off as commie. And so they shouldn't have put a devil tail AND a halo on the Corporation Man on the DVD cover, because it made me think I was going to get at least a pretence of objectiveness. Fuck, man. See, it’s not just the capitalists who are into the false advertising. It’s really not.

Ah, I'm probably pissy because the commie night at Footwork sucked. Or because the Marx poster broke my phone (it’s all better now, same number). One of those, or else that history of atrocity.