This
is a truly amazing deal. - From PBS
(full movie HERE):
"On
April 8, 2000, Mark Hogancamp was attacked outside a bar in Kingston,
New York, by five men who beat him literally to death. Revived by
paramedics, Mark had suffered brain damage and physical injuries so
severe even his own mother didn’t recognize him. After nine days in a
coma and 40 days in the hospital, Mark was discharged with little
memory of his previous life.
Unable to
afford therapy,
Mark decided to create his own. In his backyard, he built Marwencol, a
1/6th scale World War II-era town that he populated with dolls
representing his friends, family, and even his attackers. He used the
small dolls and props to redevelop his hand-eye coordination, while he
dealt with the psychological trauma from his attack through the town’s
many battles and dramas."
Here's anothr film I watched over the weekend.
First, it has good looking lesbian (aren't they
always)
schoolgirl sex. That's one thing. The second thing is the
acting is
pretty damned good. The third thing, and the real reason I'm even
talking about it, is that Paulie, the spurned party of this affair,
goes off the deep end. Totally psycho. There are at least
three times
you will expect that parents will be called, and Paulie expelled.
But,
oh-no. This is a statement about compassionate
Liberalism. The
adults in charge are oh-so progressive, loving, understanding, well
meaning, and just darned nice. The people who wrote the
screenplay,
backed it financially, and promoted it are comfortable with all
of it.
It's in their comfort zone; it's what they know, and see as
good. I'd
have sued the shit out of them if I was Mr. Paulie. .
Oh. wait. I nearly forgot. Because I
viewed Lost and Delirious, Netflix
recommended Sacred (not Scared, or Scary; but
Sacred) Love-Making (I will not link this crap). I
watched two minutes. Here's the best review you will find
anywhere.
Sacred
Love Making? Sacred?
This is the worst film ever made in someone's basement for $200 and a
gram of cocaine for the stars—whom I will guess couldn't find
work in a proper porn movie. The thoroughly unctuous guy with the
long curly hair? I wanted to unscrew his head and throw it down
an old well. Yes, all this in two minutes. Could have done it in
30 seconds, but it was like watching an accident; I lingered. .
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