Tuesday, May 13, 2003
I'd rather laugh with the saints
Today I have stumbled upon a vast and untapped source of humor here on the World Wide Web: The U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops' Office of Film and Broadcasting. This page provides movie reviews from a moral standpoint so that good Catholics (such as Scott and Kate) will know which movies to avoid.
This is inherently funny for several reasons, not the least of which is the thought of Catholic bishops sitting down to watch films such as Todd Solondz's Storytelling. (It was the first film I searched for in the archives--not surprisingly, they rated it at the highest level of offensiveness. In fact, I think they were tempted to create a new level of offensiveness specifically for this film.)
In addition, I was surprised at how snarky (not to mention liberal with a thesaurus) these bishops can get. Here's an excerpt from their review of The Real Cancun:
To summarize the "plot" any further would presuppose that a modicum of mental effort was involved in the production of this mindless dreck, a dangerous assumption. It would also lend far too much credibility to an execrable pastiche of raunchy vulgarities and lewd excesses, slickly packaged and marketed and fatuously passed off as some sort of pseudo, Gen-Y cinema verite.
Hee. Forget Roger Ebert--I'm getting my movie reviews from the Catholic bishops from now on!
Today I have stumbled upon a vast and untapped source of humor here on the World Wide Web: The U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops' Office of Film and Broadcasting. This page provides movie reviews from a moral standpoint so that good Catholics (such as Scott and Kate) will know which movies to avoid.
This is inherently funny for several reasons, not the least of which is the thought of Catholic bishops sitting down to watch films such as Todd Solondz's Storytelling. (It was the first film I searched for in the archives--not surprisingly, they rated it at the highest level of offensiveness. In fact, I think they were tempted to create a new level of offensiveness specifically for this film.)
In addition, I was surprised at how snarky (not to mention liberal with a thesaurus) these bishops can get. Here's an excerpt from their review of The Real Cancun:
To summarize the "plot" any further would presuppose that a modicum of mental effort was involved in the production of this mindless dreck, a dangerous assumption. It would also lend far too much credibility to an execrable pastiche of raunchy vulgarities and lewd excesses, slickly packaged and marketed and fatuously passed off as some sort of pseudo, Gen-Y cinema verite.
Hee. Forget Roger Ebert--I'm getting my movie reviews from the Catholic bishops from now on!
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