Hey, what is it with these movies in which everybody dies? My wife and I just watched The Grey, starring Liam Neeson, a 2011 survival story in which nobody survives. And along the way, the screenwriters give you an atheist message to go along with it–like finding half of a dead waterbug in your tainted potato salad.
A plane crashes in the Alaskan wilderness and Liam Neeson, a professional wolf hunter, tries to lead the crash survivors to safety. He needn’t have bothered. Nobody makes it. The ones the wolves don’t kill, the weather polishes off.
Well, you bunch of sophomoric movie-makers, I say “Piss on you!” And on your pathetic and defeatist message, too. Is this how you get critics to say you’re smart? Fooey! Boo! Hiss! I defy you. My cat empties her glands in your direction.
I think it says something about our civilization, that it produces movies in which all the characters die.
I think our civilization had better get its act together before it becomes more of interest to archeologists than to bloggers.