Film theory is stupid. It can’t just be two male friends, it has to be an Oedipus relationship, it cant just be a building skyline, it has to be a bunch of dicks. Its never just a woman, its either one representing castration somehow or the mother and she is never just talking, she is always spurting lines about more dicks, no matter how much it sounds like a conversation about baking, or trees or a table. Since desire only comes from repression, we can understand from this that all film theorists are secretly into dick jokes and can't get laid because they are constantly trying to find the hidden meaning in life’s rich tapestry. BULLSHIT!
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