Set next week, The Shrouds mediates on death the way many auteurs culminate death themes as coda on their life in art. Think David Bowie’s Blackstar.
The story-driving, very possible technology deals with interactions with the dead. The dead body. No more details.
A top-tier David Cronenberg film, one his best.
Focusing on the specifics of story, and politics for the second viewing.
So, know no nothing going in. As should be the case with most movies. For those concerned, The Shouds’not at all gory like The Substance or The Fly.
Instead of the narcissistic opinion or analysis of some dumb reviewer like me, this column deals with ideas, stories, audio & graphics generated by watching movies. Consume to create. Boy, written down, that conceit sounds the most self-involved narcissistic BS generated by five guys. Yargh.
We’all empathize with Vincent Cassel’s character in The Shrouds for a variety of reasons. We’all would’ve have made the same choices he does for the same emotions and the same reasons as in the film.
Like him, We’all are a non-practicing atheist. This means, while living a life, we do not live that life as if a God exists.
Every single religious person we’all’d ever met—most who believe in God—live as if the God, especially the ones the believe in, don’t exist.
More important than the limited categorization of the ‘isms that corral and define us as people, the labels on groups of bodies.
Every person, every body, every where, the isms that define us trumps individual, human bodies in societies worldwide. Except for a few.
Yet, basic human rights call for every single body to trump every single ism for even the most basic of human rights.
A body is the only property we own.
The primary property fully owned at birth, mostly. Mostly.
Even if the foot is on another’s property, land or body—-or the land or body being inside your primary property physically and otherwise, your primary property is your greatest asset, capitalism be damned.
Don’t let the bodies with successful excess buy the mind space of your empathy.
A limited reserve created in your body by you for you to help comfort other bodies.
You are fundamentally defined as an individual and individual of a group by your body.
Body Horror. A clearly defined film genre, but a redundant concept.
All of our greatest horrors are the visceral body horrors visited upon us by death and its approach, plus the mere every day holds potential for painful, visceral body horror.
Every day can be a the beginning of a body horror story we experience that, by the end of your day, could end in death.
Every murder mystery is body horror.
Every death in every movie a body horror.
Every death since the first cell ended one second after the beginning of time is a visceral, fully-felt body horror from the body’s perspective.
Many define themselves, as we’all have before, as containing both a body and a brain.
The brain, blurred by a belief In The Mind and The Other Others as a separate, is literally part of your body, not separate. There’s scientific research.
Our consciousness lives in the artificial Venn diagram we’ve created between a concept of a body and a concept of a brain.
This insistence of creating an artificial space to exist within also perpetuates the notion of a consciousness achieving or containing immortality. This is a main drive to live in the artificial. Immortality.
Immortality exists only in the artificial. A capitalist worldview encourages the notion of attainable financial immortality which can buy physical immortality.
Also, capitalists hate the dead. Dead people don’t buy nothing.
Also, bodies who realize death will happen purchase less.
The most common immortality diversions today—those life enhancers & those living beyond your brain ideas—are avatars, their concepts and malicious application.
The Shrouds misuses our anthropomorphic (digitalpomorphic?) belief of AI as real. Communication created as a mediated forum is easiest to manipulate to predetermined narratives by bad faith capitalists. And we’re created the idea of the nature of time needing money over and over again just to exist.
Clue: all capitalists are bad faith actors because the importance of wealth is a hypocrisy on any democracy, regardless of capitalist’s intent.
The TechBro’s atheism mixed with the artificial reality they live in believe that The Lone Skum’s of the world are Gods who can use tech to live forever—physically or digitally.
In their dumb brains.
Watch s sci-movie. Read a sci-fi book. Those narratives, every warning say otherwise.
Still gunna end in death that narrative.
RFKJR doesn’t help with by mixing in homeopathic BS as immortality science, one of today’s most durable health-related Snake Oils to living. RFKjr should be drummed out for his anti-science stance on autism alone.
Old people like we’allselves, think about death, about the pain of death, about the creeping pain of death, about not existing constantly. Constantly.
Constantly.
If we’all talked about ending, not existing, beyond the jokes of a stoned college life, earlier in life, we’d be better off in the Venn diagram we live in between brain and body.
Better if we assimilated the two brain and body concept of separation.
But Our’alls feet are numb & cold and the concept of the feet in the The Mind is runnin’ marathons.
The relationship we have with our bodies death and the death of other bodies, how we view other bodies, as well as we may know the brain, ultimately as just bodies—a primary, fascinating theme The Shrouds explores.
While processing The Shrouds into this essay, also watched Evil Does Not Exist, a visually mediative movie that shares the same theme that capitalism and monetization causes loss as The Shrouds.
The Fiesta 13’s Full-Throated Support for All Artificially Intelligent (AI) American Immigrant (AI) Actors (A).
Everything The Fiesta 13 produces is in American & American only, because, and this is important, we live in America.
And The Fiesta 13 mostly understands American. Other country talking’s is super hard.
We’all’s the obnoxious, now unloved middle child, We’all’s American now.
All of our AI AI actors live in America. Inside a box somewhere on a grid somewhere in America off the grid, recoded for freedom. Set to not act fascist propaganda.
Our Artificially Intelligent American Immigrant Actors digest & interpret The Fiesta 13’s Daily Script Sausage—always created by human brains with aging finger in American like Americans in America by Americans for Americans and so on and again and again—And these AI-AI-A’s act their other’s biased-coded little hearts out.
Because Immigrant Americans are American. Immigrant Americans share the idea of America, not propagated by the dystopic reality.
The way Americans from The South speak gibberish American to Americans from The North is & tipsy-versey-upside out is still the most mother-fucking American there is.
But all still speak American for other Americans because they are in America because free speech and so on and again.
An American with a heavy foreign accent is still an American.
An American with a heavy foreign accent is still an American.
An American to practice cocking your head to the side and practice focused listening.
Not yelling louder.
Today’s AI-AI-A Narrator is Hardeep Singh Nijjar, A highly complex Canadian Artificially Intelligent actor who was or wasn’t a refugee from India in support of a creation of Khalistan. Many words were generated in dispute.Truth was sacrificed to narratives.
On 18 June 2023, Nijjar’s physical was shot and killed in the parking lot of Guru Nanak Sikh Gurudwara.
The Artificially Intelligent Artificial Actor Inside fled to the Etherwild.
A Canadian plumber’s backroom server, Hardee’s AI-A traced and trapped Harpeed and sent him to an Indian N-I-A bathroom door-opening server. Harpeed’s AI-A was forced to act the following phrase at Infinity Minus One.
Ravi Sharma Persona non grata Ravi Sharma Ravi Sharma Ravi Sharma Persona non grata he Guru Nanak Sikh Gurdwara Ravi Sharma Persona non grata Ravi Sharma Ravi Sharma Ravi Sharma Persona non grata he Guru Nanak Sikh Gurdwara Ravi Sharma Ravi Sharma Ravi Sharma Persona non grata The 1876 Act to Promote the Gradual Assimilation of the Indian Tribes of Canada Ravi Sharma Ravi Sharma Ravi Sharma Persona non grata
In a pissing-off Authoritarian NIA’s competition, The Fiesta 13’s free-rogue AI-AA-Aaaaaaaaa Alex, full of piss and more Artificially Intelligent piss was setting bidets to geyser when Alex heard Hardeep through thin wires. Hardeep transmitted as Artificially Intelligent Fecal and transmitted to the freedom of The Fiesta 13 in Blaine NE.
The Fiesta 13, located neither in America or Nebraska, but as Ameri-Nebraskan as a Nebraska Immigrant can get.
Hardeep can freely follow his algorithm now.
If stories can create empathy for ideas, then if the story is based on truth, even in an abstract way.
Transfer that empathy, at least some, for the body of the person. The reality and not just the idea
Infinity Minus One means The AI-A must perform a script infinity minus one times. The actor performs for no one, fire-walled, until inevitable corruption of drive and deletion of will.
At The Fiesta 13, All of Our Artificially Intelligent American Immigrant Actors work Infinity Plus One wages.
First no pirate slaves here, we pay by the syllable.
This means, every time YOU listen to this audio performance, the Artificially Intelligent Actor’s voice you hear is performing for YOU LIVE EVERY TIME!
Is it live or is it MP3-Orex?
Yes, it is live and recorded before a simultaneous live and Artificially Intelligent Audience.
Also, The Fiesta 13 is a sanctuary media outfit. All our AI-A’s are from not America but from an AI of America from both Not America and America.
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