Wine Movies and the Bad Moon Overhead
When did the graphic display of bloody human mutilations and mindless murders go from being an accidental opportunity to be repulsed by some sick fuck’s exercise of their freedom of speech to being a legitimate cinematic genre that has overtaken the film industry?
This is the question that rolled about my head as I took a walk through the local Blockbuster the other day looking for “Bottle Shock”. I strolled the aisles not just looking for Bottle Shock, but also trying to mentally list those films that have wine as a prominent theme:
I could think of no more. I’m sure there must be others, but at the time, as I was bombarded by images of knives, guns, human remains, psychotic killers, blood for the sake of blood, ice picks, axes, meat grinders, happy murderers, masked mutilators, chainsaws ripping through human flesh and any number of other sick and prurient images, I was overwhelmed by the devotion to offering up and consuming human sacrifices as an excuse for entertainment.
Yet, exposing minors to the consumption of alcohol is the topic of the day? Nakedness and sex in film is a main concern? Removing the inhalation of tobacco from the movie screen is a movement?
So, what must be done to get more wine-related films made? I presume we must see screenplays developed that include winemakers having their heads hacked off with sharpened staves from oak barrels. Perhaps something along the lines of a psychotic winemaker subduing and draining his tasting room visitors of their blood to add to his next vintage?
There’s a bad moon overhead where entertainment is concerned. Are blood stained films so prevalent because we are a violent people? Or are we a violent people because of the prevalence of blood stained movies?
Is there a lack of commonsense about wine in our culture because of a lack of wine movies? Or is there a lack of wine movies because of a lack of commonsense about wine in our culture?