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Monday, October 6, 2008

Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well. To what do I owe the extreme pleasure of this surprising visit?

Clockwork Orange(1971), unarguably one of cinemas greatest works, does not go without critique. This, being on of my favorite films, is something in constantly grappling with. I know it is good, but i understand/recognize why it is bad, or rather troubling.

From the moment we (audience) enter on the scene we are bombarded with rape imagry. However, this film is not carelss. It knows what it’s doing. This imagry, while disturbing to some, is the fear of many and the reality of most(women).

To be continued…