Last year, a reader at the pioneering, though sadly now defunct Libertas conservative film blog (whose spirit lives on at Big Hollywood) wrote a great description of what it’s like to be a conservative, or even simply a Republican at the movies these days:
I want to have movies to see, to enjoy, nay, to adore. I am a movie fan. But now, every movie I watch, I wait for it. You know what I mean by it. I mean that moment which had nothing to do with the plot where the movie makers express contempt for everything I hold dear. I mean the moment when they puke on me.
No matter how much I enjoy the film, nowadays I only enjoy it with half my attention, because I am on my guard for the sucker-punch that always, always comes.
I watch my beloved movies with the attitude of a battered wife, waiting to see when the man I love will suddenly lash out and give me a black eye. The rest of the evening with him is just fine.
So you go do your study, and tell me how many other members of the audience there are who feel as I do. Am I really the only one? I doubt it.
And it can be found even in the most innocuous films, as this review on the Pajamas homepage notes: “Julie & Julia: Cute, with a Side of Republican Bashing.”
But of course — epater those bobos!










Link is broken for “at the movies these days”
Thanks for letting me know. Should be fixed, now.
That is why I too no longer go to movies or rent new releases.
The game was up with “Sweet Home Alabama.”
How the heck did a supposedly light romantic comedy set in the South turn out to be a polemic on gay marriage amongst the trailer park set?
Of course, this is been going on for years. Watch “Casablanca” and ask yourself, how would have Charles Lindberg responded?
Whitehall,
Great question about Lindbergh — though considering that Casablanca is set in early December of 1941, it’s worth noting: