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How To Gag On 'The Passion'
"There were children. Small children, most of them under 10, in the theater where I endured this spiritual mess, their grim parents apparently believing Mel's R-rated bloodbath would offer up some sort of constructive lesson, something deep and divine and unforgettable.
And then the whips rended and the blood gushed and the sadomasochism amplified to a fever pitch and the families all sat there, stone faced and lost, apparently convincing themselves they were seeing something glorious and profound, as the hapless kids stared down a future full of bloody Jesus nightmares and psychotherapy until many years and many prescription meds later when they finally realize, damn but that movie messed me up.
Remember 'Jaws'? Remember how that flick traumatized the entire Boomer generation back in '75? Same thing. 'Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the church ... WHIPWHIPTHRASHARRRGGGH.'"
(thanks, sdemory (oops))

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