Vern’s America

A lot of individuals may be wondering what is wrong with Vern. Why does he say these things. “I’m wondering what he thinks of the french art porn movie BAISE MOI. That doesn’t necessarily mean I’m in the mood for a dissertation on the USA Patriot Act and how it has legalized secret police searches of my house in the name of protecting my freedom.” “You know, maybe I do care what some ex-con has to say about LORD OF THE RINGS, that doesn’t mean I want to hear more complaining about Bush and congress giving years worth of taxes back to the big corporations and saying it’s because of terrorism.”

Well let me tell you I’ve finally figured out what’s wrong with me and because I feel close to all you fuckers I’m gonna share it with you. I have recently been self-diagnosed with S.F.S. (which stands for Societal Fatigue Syndrome), more commonly known as T.O.A.T.S. (or Tired Of All This Shit). Much like many individuals are allergic to the dander of a cat or the pollen of a flower, and as Michael Jackson is allergic to earth’s atmosphere, your ol’ friend Vern is sensitive to the current climate in his homeland of the U.S. of A.

There are many factors that lead to my TOATS. One of the main culprits is this latest fad of authority figures saying things that nobody with even a tiny drop of passing common sense could think was true, with the safety of knowing that everyone will play along.

For example: George Bush says that after the events of September 11th we now know that we need a missile defense shield.

Yes, now that we know that a couple a guys with a sick imagination and some box knives can kill 3,000 people, it is clear that we must give literally billions of dollars to corporations to stop missiles.

Why is this? Well, George says, because it is a new age, and we must find a new way of defending ourselves. I.e., by going back to the crack headed “Star Wars” plan that his dad and all his criminal buddies wanted to do nearly twenty years ago.

George is saying things that EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US knows flies in the face of reality. He is giving us a con. He’s that guy on the street with the runny nose that asks you for money and swears its to feed his children. And what he says gets repeated on the news as if it’s fact.

Tom Brokaw knows what Bush is saying doesn’t make sense. Connie Chung knows it doesn’t make sense. Emiril knows it doesn’t make sense. I bet even that Titus dude knows it doesn’t make sense. But nobody on tv’s gonna say anything. Peter Jennings especially isn’t gonna say anything. Tell him where to line up, he’s there.

Next example. A government report has been released criticizing college professors for being critical of U.S. foreign policy post-September 11th, listing the professors by name.

Anyone who hears this, of course, says fuck you, government. This is a free country. After September 11th we are still allowed to examine what our government is doing. In fact we have more responsibility than ever to do it. And you can take your fucking blacklist and stick it up your billionaire oilman asshole.

But then the government says no, this was not intended as a blacklist, or as a way of creating a chilling effect and curtailing free speech. What we really meant to do was, you know, “broaden the dialogue.”

That’s all these people have to do, they give us THAT, and they’re off the hook. Next headline, please. Halfway through the news, the survey’s forgotten. If ONLY the rest of us had this luxury.

“No, that was not an armed robbery. It was a regular transaction.”

“It was a–? But no, you had a gun though.”

“No no no. Gun? No. You misunderstood. Don’t be silly.”

“Well… okay, I suppose. Seems kind weird but… guess we have to take your word for it. I’m sorry Vern. You’re free to go. I’m sorry about all this.”

“You better be fucking sorry. I’m OUTTA this sorry sack of shit. Goodbye.”

“Vern, wait.”

“No.”

“Vern, please!”

“What!? I don’t have time for this shit.”

“Vern. I just– I want to tell you to have a merry Christmas, Vern.”

“Hrmph.”

Vern turns and quickly rushes out the door. At the last second he stops hesitantly. After a moment, he turns slightly, looking over his shoulder.

“You too, man. You have a merry Christmas too.”

He turns the rest of the way around. For a moment it seems as if they will hug. But Vern turns away before revealing too much emotion.

You know what, I think it’s time for the press to become responsible and start treating everyone like fucking grownups. It’s time to stop playing along, giving them that luxury. If a guest on Ricki Lake came up with a pea brained explanation like that the audience would boo and laugh at them.

In fact you don’t even have to be a grownup to know this. If a kid tried to get out of trouble that way – let’s say he stole some cookies. “No, actually, what I did was not steal the cookies. What I did was, I gave the cookies to the orphans.” He’d get his ass spanked and be sent to his room.

Remember in that movie KINGPIN, when Woody Harrelson was pretending that Randy Quaid was really drunk so he could con the bartender, and the bartender said, “He gets that drunk off of ginger ale?” and Woody Harrelson said, “Uh, he was just sniffing glue out in the parking lot.”

That was a bad lie. And he didn’t get away with it in the movie. And if it was real life, it wouldn’t have worked either. Not unless he was a government official, saying it on tv.

I would go so far as to say that there is no situation in every day life where anybody could ever get away with this kind of asinine bullshit that the government is getting away with right now, except in the very specific situation of George Bush or John Ashcroft or Donald Rumsfeld or any of their henchmen talking to so-called journalists.

I remember one time that rapping group, the 2 Live Crew was on Phil Donahue. And everybody was really outraged at their sex raps. And some old guy stood up and he said, “The way things are going today, I wouldn’t be surprised if next thing you know people are fornicatin’ on the street corners.” And Phil Donahue kind of laughed and said, “I don’t know about that” and immediately moved on to the next person.

THIS is the most polite response any journalist should give the government when they feed us this type of garbage. And in my opinion, it is way too polite.

But the mainstream disagrees. It is more important for them to pussyfoot around than to actually be journalists. They are involved more than almost anyone in this big game of pretend. On the cable news networks this morning it was kind of a slow news day. Just lots of interviews and round tables talking about the same old shit. If I didn’t read the ticker at the bottom I wouldn’t have known that last night our army bombed a convoy of Afghan tribal leaders heading to the inauguration.

No, they were either Taliban or Al Quaeda, I’m sure is what the Pentagon says. Somehow I believe the Afghani officials on this one. This is not an accident. And it will not be an accident when the Afghani government turn out to be stooges for american big business, and help them to build their big oil pipeline. You know, to stop terrorism.

I actually read this sentence in The Seattle Times: “[a particular college professor] believes U.S. foreign policy contributed to the hatred that fueled the terrorist attacks – a controversial theory.” Sadly, the sentence isn’t lying. It is a controversial idea around here, even though every single one of us knows it’s not a theory, but a statement of obvious fact.

I know I’ve seen people on tv that CLAIM to not believe this bit of common sense. But I can only assume that they are trying to show off. I realize that Osama bin Laden is a terrorist and, let’s face it, an asshole. But I think we can still take him at his word when he says that it really pisses him off that we still have troops in the holy land of Saudi Arabia. Or that it bothers him that we are still bombing the shit out of people in Iraq. And hell I gotta agree with him when he says that, you know, having intentionally starved over a million people with our sanctions in Iraq is, like, kinda fucked. Or that Clinton probaly shouldn’t have bombed one of the only pharmaceutical factories in Sudan, causing a holocaust.

I mean, I don’t think it makes me any less of a patriot than you for me to go out on a limb and admit that I am against holocausts.

See, I don’t think the real patriots, the real americans, are the ones playing pretend. The people pretending are the people who don’t really believe in the ideals they say america is about. They don’t believe in innocent until proven guilty or giving a trial. They literally wanted to cut bin Laden’s head off before having seen any evidence at all, or even having heard any description of any evidence actually existing. I’m talking months before they even saw that home video. (the hottest thing since the alien autopsy video!)

These people don’t mind the poor people of afghanistan dying if it means we can feel a little more comfortable in first class. They don’t mind secret military trials as long as it’s some foreigner. Hell they wouldn’t mind completely shutting off immigration. Maybe they could get some sleep at night.

Hey, I just like the flag, fuck all that freedom shit it symbolizes.

That is not patriotism. That is being a pussy. If you can’t admit that our country kills as many people as everybody else, you are a pussy. If you can’t admit that our president was not elected, and that this is a problem, you are a pussy. If you can’t admit that what our government is doing right now is not in keeping with freedom and democracy, you are a pussy.

For all these reasons, Bush is a pussy. He is not a patriot, or an american. He’s a fucking criminal. If you didn’t believe in the ideals of America, asshole, you should’ve taken over some other country. Now you’re stuck with us, and our ideals. Otherwise we’re gonna knock you on your ass.

This column is not for the people playing pretend. It’s about the america I’m seeing, not the one they’re showing us. It’s my only hope for treating my S.O.A.T.S. I’ll be Writing this every once in a while to get it all out. Because every morning I hear the news on the radio and I get something new to be pissed off about. I hear about the american who became a taliban soldier, and now George Bush 2 wants to give him the death penalty. Nobody wanted the death penalty for the soldiers who walked down the streets of Panama burning down houses row by row, to help Bush Sr. take control of the drug trafficking. Or the ones who drove specially designed bulldozers in Iraq that dug ditches and then buried people alive in them. No, those war crimes are all fine. They were just doing their jobs. But some dumb hippie moves to Afghanistan, grows a beard and joins the army, they treat him like Jeffrey Dahmer. (Who, by the way, DIDN’T get the death penalty. Officially.)

If you think america can do no wrong, well, obviously, go somewhere else. This is for the grownups. But if you’re angry like me, and you want to stand up for what america is supposed to be about, I hope you will join me.

thanks americans

Vern

Ocean’s Eleven (2001)

When you get two Oscar nominations for best director in the same year (for Erin Brockovich and Traffic) and you’re at the commercial peak of your career, what do you do for a followup?

I think Steven Soderbergh has the right answer. Two Oscar nominations is nothing to commit suicide over. Sure it’s embarassing, but it’s not the end of the world. After all it was only one year earlier that his picture The Limey won Best Picture, Musical Comedy or Badass in the 1999 Outlaw Awards, and that magic could not be entirely faded. So Soderbergh packed up the political pretensions, left them out on the porch in a box marked for the retard center, and went and made a casino heist movie.

Storywise, Ocean’s 11 is pretty standard. Pretty much what you’d expect from an ensemble caper picture. You start out with A) the introduction of characters, also known as the Cavalcade of Robbery All-Stars. You know, you start out in one city where George Clooney gets out of prison, then you zip over to LA where 1999 Outlaw Award Winner Tyler Durden is busy teaching teen actors how to play cards. And zip zip zip as you whoosh around to the different cities to meet different colorful characters with their specialties (explosives, pickpocketing, circus, etc.) George Clooney is Daniel Ocean and then you need ten others to be the eleven, so you go and introduce those people.

At the conclusion of Section A you get Section B, the Brian De Palma’s Mission:Impossible maneuver, which is where you get a lot of diagrams and speeches about how impossible the security system is, how many lasers, how many high tech identification devices and what not, and you (the audience) get to enjoy waiting to find out how in fuck’s name they’re gonna get past all this. It’s all about anticipation and problem solving. (read the rest of this shit…)

Those Delightful French: Seven Deadly Sins, Baise Moi

Last time we spoke I found that the best way to forget about the nightmarish USA P.A.T.R.I.O.T. Act – which is designed to protect freedom and democracy by, among other things, allowing police to enter and search your house without probable cause, warning or even notification after the fact – was through the delights of French Cinema.

As you know the french are very romantic, very beautiful, full of whimsy and what not. The French always know how to make you smile, like they did with AMELIE, or MR. HULOT’S HOLIDAY, or those musicals with the umbrellas and etc.

For example they got this movie called SEVEN DEADLY SINS that I just discovered. Anyone who has read my works thoroughly knows of my admiration for the director Roger Vadim, who married Jane Fonda, Brigitte Bardot and Catherine Deneuve. Also, his movies were pretty good.

Vadim is most famous for BARBARELLA, and then for SPIRITS OF THE DEAD, the edgar a. poe anthology picture he did a segment of along with whatsisname, the frenchy, as well as godard, malle, fellini, and etc. etc. SEVEN DEADLY SINS is another one along the lines of SPIRITS but this one is in black and white and has the, you know, the seven deadly sins theme. Seven segments, seven sins, all french.

This one’s got Vadim, it’s got Godard, it’s got Chabrol, it’s even got Demy who is the individual who did the young ladies of the umbrellas at the corner of cherbourg and rochefort. No fellini this time but otherwise, you got every individual who ever mattered in europe, except maybe robin hood, I don’t know.

So you got Godard in this one, he does the famous sin “sloth”. His story is about a movie producer so lazy he doesn’t want to take off his clothes when he gets down to the casting couch type business. There is a scene at the gas station where the producer asks a guy hey, wanna make a quick buck? And the guy says no, I’m not interested. So the producer lets out a disappointed sigh and goes ahead and just ties his shoe his damn self. (read the rest of this shit…)

Military tribunals, Bush would have lost 6 out of 9 recounts, Ethnic profiling, + Amelie, Crying Freeman, Bones & The Wash

Well, it looks like I’m doin these columns once a month now, and I guess that’s better than nothin. This time I’ll be reviewing a handful of movies that have NOTHING to do with politics. I haven’t seen this Henry Porter witchcraft movie that everybody has a boner about but I have seen some other current pictures and some older ones that I will be discussing.

There’s a catch though. First I’m gonna hafta talk politics some more. I’ll keep it shorter, but this is more important than ever.

There is a grave threat to America right now. Well, another one. In addition to Islamic extremists crashing planes into our buildings, and right wing extremists sending anthrax to us in the mail, and turbulence symbolically knocking the tails and engines off of our American Airlines planes on Veteran’s Day as an accidental commentary on our foreign policy, now we have to worry about our acting president completely and blatantly abandoning the supposed ideals of America, and no one caring.

Well yeah, I was worried about that all along. Now it has happened. And we cannot just be silent about it.

Because when you attach a flag to your car, or talk about being proud to be an American, or say that you’re thankful we live in a free country, a democracy – it is clear what you are standing up for. Freedom and democracy. These are things we all believe in, and cherish. But these are not things our regime believes in at all. (read the rest of this shit…)

Vern’s Top Nine Movies To Watch In These Unfortunate Times

As we attempt to slide slowly back into some perverted new version of our regular lives, as we search for comfort in our leaders, our suddenly careful late night comedy shows and our community flagwaving contests, there is a danger, in my opinion, of not learning jack shit. And to see something like this happen, in our own country this time, and to not learn jack shit, is just plain stupid.

Or maybe we are learning. If you’re watching the news or reading the newspaper, you get one picture of what’s going on in people’s minds across the country and around the world. But talking to actual human beings in daily life and checking my e-mail, I get an entirely different one.

Thanks, everybody, for reading, tolerating, and in some cases even appreciating my long rant of a column last month. I got many supportive e-mails, interesting forwards and links. I heard from people on the west coast and east coast, from England and from New Zealand. You might be surprised that almost every single person who Wrote to me actually agreed with my anti-war, anti-US government stance. The one guy who disagreed was very supportive of my work and fair in his criticisms. I didn’t even once want to Write back that he should fuck off.

In this column I’m gonna explore the issues a little further connecting them to movies – both of the documentary and the action-adventure type variety – that I have been watching lately. You know, taking little baby steps back into what I now realize is an important role of Cinematic analytical type Writing, or whatever, that my sight fulfills.

So I started Writing this damn column, I’m not even halfway done and the next thing you know the fuckers start bombing Afghanistan. Well I think you know how I feel about that. It’s a damn shame but my column will be even more relevant now. These are movies that bring up issues and feelings that I think are important for americans to consider right now. (read the rest of this shit…)

Mulholland Dr. (short for ‘drive’, not ‘doctor’)

(originally published on The Ain’t It Cool News)

Vern Reviews MULHOLLAND DRIVE… But Which Cut’!

Published on: Sep 28, 2001 1:47:22 AM CDT

Hey, everyone. “Moriarty” here with some Rumblings From The Lab.

Which version of this movie did he see? He mentions the lesbian sex that dominates the third act, as other reviewers have, but he doesn’t go on and on about how hot it is, as other reviewers have, so does that mean Vern is just a classy guy, or is it possible he saw the original TV pilot?

[note from Vern: I saw a bootleg of the pilot and later saw the movie version at a special preview screening with Naomi Watts and some dude who played a magician and could not stop complimenting Naomi Watts in attendance]

Either way, AICN’s favorite outlaw has come up with something worth your time, a peek at what David Lynch has been up to…

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Vern’s thoughts one week after terrorist attacks

My friends, I am not an optimist, but I never thought I’d be Writing a column like this.

I have Written huge rants about bad movies. About the popularity of reality tv shows, about the sorry state of comedy. Piddly shit.

Sometimes I have tried to tackle more sensitive topics, like a particular column I was always both proud and embarassed of, where I talked about a very sensitive medical procedure I had to get.

But I never thought I’d have to figure out what to say about this shit.

As I Write this it has been one week since the attacks on New York and Washington. For most americans and in other parts of the world, this is no fucking time to be reading a web sight about what some asshole thinks about movies. So if anyone is reading this I thank you for thinking about me, or for coming to my sight as a comfort or a distraction from what is going on in the world, or perhaps to hear what the hell I think about all this. (If that’s not what you want, you better click away now, I’m sorry to say.)

Before last Tuesday, I was preparing to dump a whole load of my movie review crap on the internet. I saw that movie “a knight’s tale” for example and I was gonna review that. It was from the director of Payback, a 1999 outlaw award winner, so back then it seemed important to check it out. And there was this dark Spanish comedy, Dying of Laughter, from a director I’ve been keeping an eye on, the guy who did Day of the Beast. I was pretty excited about that. Not anymore.

I don’t know what’s going to happen next. And I don’t know what our government should do. And I’m sorry to say this but it’s true, I don’t have any faith that they will do the right thing, whatever that is. (read the rest of this shit…)

Osmosis Jones

This here is one of these live action/cartoon action combos. The live action portion is a story about Bill Murray gets sick from eating a dirty egg. The cartoons is represented by a story about a white blood cell cop (with the voice of Chris Rock) who teams up with Buzz Lightyear to fight off a virus in a city inside Bill Murray.

This is one of those clever ideas where it woulda took a normal person about five minutes to realize that wait a minute, this ain’t clever enough for hundreds of people to spend a year of their lives working on it. And it DEFINITELY ain’t clever enough for millions of innocents to sit through for 90 minutes. But the people of Warner Brothers Studio, Hollywood USA, they are not normal people. So they spent millions on this loser of an idea.

Okay, so the stomach is an airport, and the mouth is kind of like the docks, and viruses are criminals, and a flu shot is an informant, etc. They put some good thought into figuring out all this cleverness but then how are we supposed to invest ourselves in the characters of a cell and a pill? You have to because there’s not much humor in the cartoon parts except for puns like on the flinstones, except instead of having to do with rocks they have to do with bodily functions. Like the mayor is named Mayor Phlegming, etc.

I got an idea for you fellas, how about a movie called Laundry Matt. It’s about a sock named Matt who is looking for his lost twin brother. And all the different articles of clothing are people. And also the lint balls. There could be jokes about bras and panties too. Wouldn’t that be hilarious? Ha ha ha. What a charming and clever idea for a movie! (read the rest of this shit…)

Ginger Snaps

Harry, I guess I don’t read your sight closely enough. I never heard of this picture other than it was playing the seattle international film festival and some people said it was good. I didn’t know what it was about but I remembered the title so I pulled it out of a box of garbage like wishmaster 3 and children of the living dead. This was a box of artisan entertainment’s straight to video garbage that not even my video store connection was going to consider watching. They were just gonna dump em off to charity.

So this is the story of the teen horror picture that almost got away. The one that played a couple film festivals and then got dumped straight to video in the US by Artisan Entertainment, due October 23. I mean you can understand with all the high quality pictures showing this summer there’s really no room to put another really good one out there. What good is another good movie. They are so abundant right now what really is the point, right? Can’t think of more than one or two good ones off hand, but I’m sure I’m forgetting something.

GINGER SNAPS is not a movie about cookies. It’s GINGER SNAPS as in THE SNAPPING OF GINGER or GINGER FINALLY SNAPS or THE STORY OF GINGER ACTUALLY SNAPPING. This is a horror picture for the strong independent women. That doesn’t mean it’s for pussies, ’cause it’s gorey and intense. (read the rest of this shit…)

Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back

JAY & SILENT BOB STRIKE BACK

or

WHAT IN HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU YOUNG FUCKERS TODAY, ANYWAY?

So I just got back from one of these preview screenings they have to pass out promotional materials and start some “buzz” and “word of the mouth” on some movie they want the young kids to pay money for. The movie was JAY AND SILENT BOB STRIKE BACK and the kids slurped it right up. They loved this movie, hooting and hollering and laughing real hard, and leaving with big smiles on their faces.

So if you are one of those people who was looking forward to this one, you will probaly like it. I know alot of the aint it cool newsies really love this sort of crap so if you love this sort of crap then don’t worry, you will pay your money for this one and then there will be laughing.

But for the rest of us – look out! If there is a buzz on this movie, if they tell you it’s funny and you might like it, DON’T LISTEN. Avoid eye contact. Distract them with a simple gesture like plucking a flower petal or unscrewing the cap on a salt shaker, then escape to a neutral area such as a theater playing Takeshi Kitano’s BROTHER. I don’t care if they say “He’s an independent filmmaker making one last lowbrow comedy before moving on to sophisticated adult fare!” Or, “It’s a witty satire about the internet and the age of celebrity!” Or the old, “He writes comic books!” It’s not true. This one is STRICTLY for the hardcores who want to clap and go “whoo” whenever a character from clerks comes on. (read the rest of this shit…)

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