Apparently, among my offenses: ‘fuck’, ‘shit’, ‘godfuck’, ‘bomb’, ‘murder’, ‘sex’, ‘sexy’, ‘zombies’, and many, many uses of the word ‘fucking’ — though I wish to emphasize, only as an adjective, never a verb.
I wonder if all the swearing is really artistically necessary. Couldn’t I communicate the same things using family-friendly substitutes? I guess it’s true: obscenity is the last resort of the inarticulate motherfucker. I mean, “melon farmer“.
Incidentally, I found this link via the really rather awesome Sergio Leone and the Inflield Fly Rule, which you should check out if you like film criticism much smarter than mine. I know I do.
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Eric: Thanks so much for the even-more-than-awesome shout-out. I’m enjoying my newfound status as a hard-core adults-only blogger, though I have yet to really imagine there’s anything on SLIFR that merits much more than a soft “R”. But who cares?! I’m branded, and must now live up to the billing. Be on the lookout for a 217% increase in occurrences of the phrases “fuckbag” and “cock-knocker” on my heretofore respectable blog.
Oh, and there’s a new quiz coming just around the corner, so I hope you’ll take part!
Thanks, Dennis, I will definitely be taking part.
For those just tuning in, Dennis’ blog regularly has cool, offbeat film-geek quizzes that I never quite get around to completing. For instance, PROFESSOR IRWIN COREY’S FOREMOSTLY AUTHORITATIVE SPRING BREAK MOVIE QUIZ. But now that I have no looming deadlines, I should be able to take the time.