I Can't Think Of Anything More To Say But Fuck You
Via Little Green Footballs, possibly one of the most offensive things even I have ever read. And I've visited every site from the Daily Kos to Stormfront to Ummah.com and quite a bit in between so this really is no mean feat.
And it is, theoretically at least, nothing more than a film review.
The film in question is United 93, a dramatisation of the famous Flight 93 - the one that thanks to the bravery of its passengers, got away from the Islamic scum who perpetrated 9/11.
The fitting memorial for these men and women is one that has been debated fiercely and, as usual, has by and large ended with the Left getting one over on the nation. So when our reviewer, one Keith Uhlich, says this:
"What does it say about the living that the families of the United 93 passengers, acting as proxies to the deceased, have deemed a feature-length recreation of their loved ones' deaths to be a perfectly acceptable testimonial and time capsule?"
He has probably failed to consider this. That the families in question have been denied a non-celluloid version of a fitting memorial for their loved ones. That a jerky, handheld camera-filmed and (perhaps) not particularly great film that nonetheless shows them fighting back as they truly did is a far, far more fitting memorial than the despicable 'Crescent of Embrace' created by Paul Murdoch Architects, as Zombie explains.
Flight 93 was the thing that actually brought my tears. The day after, the transcript of Todd Beamer's final phone call, parts of which can be heard on the last cockpit transcript (which is now being placed very firmly in the public domain) was played on the evening news and I watched, stunned, at the thought of the sheer bravery of these people who truly fought back in what has been rightly called the first counterattack in the War on Terror, and saved countless lives. The same friend who rang me to tell me what had happened originally as it finished and I simply...broke.
Now we can be fair to our reviewer I suppose. He may possibly be unaware that the swine who have hijacked (and if that's inappropriate well guess how much I care) the Flight 93 Memorial have besmirched the memory of men like Todd Beamer. But he cannot be unaware of how offensive this is.
"Certainly this isn't the first Hollywood production done in by the competing corporate and personal interests that funded it (consider the unspoken implications—both commercial and propagandistic—of the film's last-minute title change from Flight 93 to United 93), but it is the only one I've come across where the families of those onboard gave it their full-on approval. Not all the families, of course. All evidence suggests that the terrorists' relatives were left entirely out of the creative process, an action which goes a way toward revealing the film's hagiographic bias (how easy it then becomes to turn victims into heroes and adversaries into monsters) and points up the general ridiculousness of involving the families in the first place (too many cooks spoiling an already rancid broth)." (my emphasis)
The terrorist's families? On what sick fucking planet could the wishes of the families of the murdering scum who committed this outrage possibly be worth taking into account? Well, on Mr.Uhlich's planet, obviously.
So here's a bit of 'hagiographic bias' of my own, Mr Uhlich, on behalf of every single victim of Islamic Terrorism, whether on 9/11 or at any other time since then.
I hope you are the pilot on a solo flight over a large volcano, highjacked by Islamic Terrorists who have stowed away in the cramped cargo hold next to your ego. I hope that unlike the people who's families you have denigrated you piss your pants and show yourself up as the piece of shit you undoubtedly are. I think you can probably guess the rest.
Oh yeah. And Fuck You.
(UPDATE: LGF continues to follow the story, and posts a link to this polite but pretty stinging rebuttal to the review from none other than David Beamer - Todd Beamer's father)
And it is, theoretically at least, nothing more than a film review.
The film in question is United 93, a dramatisation of the famous Flight 93 - the one that thanks to the bravery of its passengers, got away from the Islamic scum who perpetrated 9/11.
The fitting memorial for these men and women is one that has been debated fiercely and, as usual, has by and large ended with the Left getting one over on the nation. So when our reviewer, one Keith Uhlich, says this:
"What does it say about the living that the families of the United 93 passengers, acting as proxies to the deceased, have deemed a feature-length recreation of their loved ones' deaths to be a perfectly acceptable testimonial and time capsule?"
He has probably failed to consider this. That the families in question have been denied a non-celluloid version of a fitting memorial for their loved ones. That a jerky, handheld camera-filmed and (perhaps) not particularly great film that nonetheless shows them fighting back as they truly did is a far, far more fitting memorial than the despicable 'Crescent of Embrace' created by Paul Murdoch Architects, as Zombie explains.
Flight 93 was the thing that actually brought my tears. The day after, the transcript of Todd Beamer's final phone call, parts of which can be heard on the last cockpit transcript (which is now being placed very firmly in the public domain) was played on the evening news and I watched, stunned, at the thought of the sheer bravery of these people who truly fought back in what has been rightly called the first counterattack in the War on Terror, and saved countless lives. The same friend who rang me to tell me what had happened originally as it finished and I simply...broke.
Now we can be fair to our reviewer I suppose. He may possibly be unaware that the swine who have hijacked (and if that's inappropriate well guess how much I care) the Flight 93 Memorial have besmirched the memory of men like Todd Beamer. But he cannot be unaware of how offensive this is.
"Certainly this isn't the first Hollywood production done in by the competing corporate and personal interests that funded it (consider the unspoken implications—both commercial and propagandistic—of the film's last-minute title change from Flight 93 to United 93), but it is the only one I've come across where the families of those onboard gave it their full-on approval. Not all the families, of course. All evidence suggests that the terrorists' relatives were left entirely out of the creative process, an action which goes a way toward revealing the film's hagiographic bias (how easy it then becomes to turn victims into heroes and adversaries into monsters) and points up the general ridiculousness of involving the families in the first place (too many cooks spoiling an already rancid broth)." (my emphasis)
The terrorist's families? On what sick fucking planet could the wishes of the families of the murdering scum who committed this outrage possibly be worth taking into account? Well, on Mr.Uhlich's planet, obviously.
So here's a bit of 'hagiographic bias' of my own, Mr Uhlich, on behalf of every single victim of Islamic Terrorism, whether on 9/11 or at any other time since then.
I hope you are the pilot on a solo flight over a large volcano, highjacked by Islamic Terrorists who have stowed away in the cramped cargo hold next to your ego. I hope that unlike the people who's families you have denigrated you piss your pants and show yourself up as the piece of shit you undoubtedly are. I think you can probably guess the rest.
Oh yeah. And Fuck You.
(UPDATE: LGF continues to follow the story, and posts a link to this polite but pretty stinging rebuttal to the review from none other than David Beamer - Todd Beamer's father)
posted by Dangerouslysubversivedad at 6:43 PM
5 Comments:
Well said. That IS the sickest most fucked up thing ever.
I wrote a small piece on 9/11 a while back - it got picked up by one charmingly named PigDogFucker blog who cross posted it, told me to 'fuck off' and that i was only upset because the people that died 'were rich and white'.
The human remains of all terrorists should be gathered up, mixed with something to disguise the taste and fed to pigs. Once they have passed through the pigs' digestive system they should be sent to the families to be given a proper islamic funeral. (What chance has pigshit got of going to Allah's brothel in the sky?)
Mohammed is the AntiChrist and Allah is Satan.
Great post, Dad. There should be a poster of Todd Beamer in every American (and British) home. What a guy. I hope I would have his courage, if faced with something similar.
Here's just an example of what I found so stupid about that "review":
"In Hirokazu Kore-eda's 'After Life', the recently dead enter a kind of peaceful purgatory where they are given a chance to review their life on videotape and pick out one memory to be re-created on film. This recreation is then played on an endless loop and becomes, in effect, the individual soul's personal heaven. What does it say about the living that the families of the United 93 passengers, acting as proxies to the deceased, have deemed a feature-length recreation of their loved ones' deaths to be a perfectly acceptable testimonial and time capsule?"
- OK, We all have our own personal ideas about what may or may not take place after death, fine. I know I have some definite ideas about that. But that is NOT THE POINT here. To show some fantasy scene of the dead passengers in heaven or wherever, that sounds to me like a subtext for letting off terrorists by saying "It's OK, it wasn't such a bad thing because they all went to heaven and lived happily ever after". Honestly these guys will (mis)use anything, including religious symbolism (which they probably don't believe in anyway), in order to further their sickening agenda of appeasement. How dare they use images of the afterlife or whatever you want to call it, when they don't give a damn about innocent human lives being wasted here on earth?
Don't worry Alison, I've been hit by PigDogFucker as well before - the guy thinks Ken Livingstone's concentration camp guard remarks were A-OK and that its all a conspiracy to remove him as Mayor of London - bet we know who he thinks engineered it, just like they apparently do every other issue on Earth...
Not only is it just too soon I find movies about real-life tragedies far too voyeuristic and exploitative. This movie is in very bad taste. This story far more so.
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