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Thursday, August 23, 2007


Watching any movie that's been "edited for television" is like having sex through a chain-link fence. Sure it might work well enough to satisfy the advertisers, but really, what's the point?

Platoon came on AMC last night, and I was in and out of the room, but the things they cut out were incredible: the great dialog. So here's an astounding movie about the ravages of the Viet Nam war that shows graphic combat scenes, drug use, murder and rape. Yet somehow my delicate sensibilities can't endure the ravages of the words "pussy," "fuck," and "shit?" How is that?

Kind of reminds me of that line from another Viet Nam film, this time from the highly overrated Coppola version of a fantastic Joseph Conrad novel:
Kurtz: We train young men to drop fire on people. But their commanders won't allow them to write "fuck" on their airplanes because it's obscene!
Exactly. So don't cut out the F-word if you're still going to show the rape scene.



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