Supremacy Review – Behold the White Trash!

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Apr 262015

White trash ruined America, just as it laid waste to many corners of the world.

Now don’t you bonobos get me wrong!

Blacks and Browns ain’t no Mother Teresas (Anjezë Gonxhe Bojaxhiu? an Albanian White c**t in reality, if you believe Christopher Hitchens).

Pol Pot and his followers in Cambodia, Narendra Modi and his cow-ca-cola swilling Hindu vanar sena in India, the Madaras indoctrinated brain-dead Islamic Jihadist nuts of Terroristan (Pakistan), and Prabhakaran and his Tamil gangsters and child monster soldiers are merely a microcosm of the ugly face of Brown trash.

Black genocidal wrath against Blacks in Rwanda is incontrovertible proof that mental sickness is not a White monopoly.

While trash is ubiquitous among all races, one fact is unmistakable – On the spectrum of sick mothafuckas, White trash towers over all other sick bastards in scale, frequency and inflicting pain on others.

That was true in the ancient days, right through the Crusades and the medieval era and remains true to this day.

Living amidst the vast detritus of White trash in Amreeka, I have an insatiable interest in this ‘trashy’ subject and was therefore, unsurprisingly, quick to borrow the Supremacy DVD when I tripped over it on Netflix while rummaging for my Korean romantic fix.

What is White Trash?

As the most dim-witted noobs will tell ya, White trash is all about pigments aka skin color (although occasionally you’ll find Browns and Blacks ‘acting White’).

The feeling that my White skin entitles me to belittle others, to discriminate again others, to maim and kill non-Whites with impunity, to plunder the property of others, to wage war without provocation and to wreak havoc without consequence is the essence of White trash.

America is largely a White trash country (with a faux Black President and a few faux Black Mayors and Police Commissioners).

Don’t ya believe the White mothafuckas that racism was a relic of the 1940s and 1950s that vanished by the 1960s.

No, it hasn’t!

Every day, White trash butcher and paralyze Blacks and Browns and lie about the circumstances of the murders!

Even the supposed liberal bastion in the North-East is different only in degrees from the Southern stronghold of White trash.

America’s Blacks may ‘hump and run’ (according to this movie) leaving snivelling litters in their wake, sell drugs on street corners and kill in retail but be aware that this country’s wholesale killers and paedophiles are 99% White trash.

With that unflattering preview to the racial landscape of Amreeka, let’s get to the film Supremacy, which is essentially about a White trash couple doing what they do best – Inflicting pain on Blacks.

Engaging Movie

Directed by Deon Taylor (and writen by Eric J. Adams) with a fine cast, Supremacy is said to be inspired by true events (I have my doubts on the ‘true’ bit since the film provides no details).

No matter! I found Supremacy a deeply engaging film despite its overall poor rating by other (White trash???) reviewers.

After 15 years in prison, Garrett Tully (Joe Anderson), a loyalist of the White supremacist organization Aryan Brotherhood, is a free man.

Just outside prison in the parking lot, Tully hooks up with fellow Aryan Brotherhood acolyte and White trash gal Doreen (Dawn Olivieri) who’s waiting for him.

If you ask me, White hoes are bigger racists than their menfolk.

Sparks soon fly between Tully and Doreen, but in the wrong direction!

High on heroin, Doreen tries to lift Tully’s spirits by blowing him right inside her beat up pickup but Tully’s pecker just won’t ‘rise’ to the occasion causing her to taunt him about turning gay in prison.

God knows how many million guys turns into gays thanks to Amreeka’s mass incarceration pogrom.

Dawn Olivieri is a fine actress and in a just world would have earned more roles.

One of the many deep tragedies of modern life that a Brownie like SI in America has to vouch for a White girl’s acting talent!

The angry duo cruise down the highway, a silver gun resting in Tully’s hands.

Whadayathink happens?

Of course, they see the lights of a police cruiser behind them.

In a matter of seconds, the ‘acting White’ Black cop is shot and killed by our White trash mascot Tully.

Cruising in first gear until now, the movie shifts to fourth gear as Tully and Doreen flee in their pickup truck.

Dumb as this White trash couple is, Tully and Doreen have enough sense to ditch the pickup.

Black Meets White

On the run by foot, Tully and Doreen end up in a Black family’s house headed by Mr.Walker (Danny Glover, Mel Gibson’s partner in that famous movie whose name I can’t recollect)! Continue reading »

Night Train to Lisbon – Worth the Trip

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Apr 142015

It was the title that spurred me to pick up Night Train to Lisbon (2013) at my local library.

Not for me Iron Man 3, Kuch Kuch Hota Hain, Chennai Express, Terminator 27, Dabbang 25 or Avengers 65. No, no, no, can’t take that drivel no more!

Night Train to Lisbon promised adventure, thrill and more than a hint of intrigue.

Danish director Bille August directed the film based on Pascal Mercier’s eponymous novel.

Problem with Indian Films

The main reason I gravitate toward non-Indian films like Night Train to Lisbon is that most of our movies are set on a small canvas.

Or as I like to say, Indian movies are invariably done in portrait mode.

Puny talents make monkeys of themselves to the accompaniment of ear-splitting noise over some silly, soppy romance in Chennai, Vijayawda, Bhatinda or Pune; or an upright ‘Singham’ cop takes on the corrupt, plundering elements in town; or, worse, a well-heeled NRI returns to India to engage in some bizarre antics that makes me cringe. Friday after Friday, a thousand variants of this small-canvas, portrait mode drivel plays out on screens in India and distant shores (to pander to the diaspora).

Au contraire, classy, memorable movies almost always come in landscape mode.

Individuals play their parts against the backdrop of events that are larger than themselves.

Casablanca was set against at the backdrop of WW II, Godfather was more than the story of a single crime family, the charm of Italian film Life is Beautiful owes to its scaffolding of Nazi brutality and the concentration camp, Django has the terrible injustices of slavery as a prop and in Inglourious Basterds we have the nasty Nazis again.

There are so many pivotal moments in Indian history, near and distant, against which any number of stories could be woven into fine celluloid yarn. To name a few, the Emergency (1975-77), massacre of Muslims in Gujarat, Naxalite movement in West Bengal, displacement of farmers by mega projects, Bangladesh liberation war, Sri Lankan fiasco, endless Kashmir violence, Garib Hatao, Ayodhya, Sanjay Gandhi’s forced sterilization program, tacit alliance of Christians and Muslims (against Hindus) and conflicted allegiance of Indian Muslims.

But we seldom encounter Indian films juxtaposed against key events in our present or past. Like Ayn Rand’s uber-heroes who achieve the impossible, heroes in Indian films stand tall, towering in a freakish vacuum.

Romance in a Time of Danger

The beauty of Night Train to Lisbon is that it alternates between the present calm times (the film was made in 2013) and a disturbing phase in Portugal’s history – the decades-long dictatorship of Antonio Salazar that ended four years after his death in 1970.

The movie begins on a rainy morning in Berne, Switzerland where a middle-aged teacher Raimund Gregorius (Jeremy Irons) notices a young woman in a red jacket preparing to leap off a bridge.

Raimund saves the girl, but she soon vanishes leaving behind a red jacket with a small book in it.

The philosophical book by Amadeu do Prado is the trigger for Raimund to take the night train to Lisbon.

And thus begins our journey into a perilous time when countless dissenting Portuguese voices and lives were crushed by the regime’s merciless butchers and flung into prison dungeons to rot there till the Carnation Revolution freed them.

Romance clashes with revolutionary fervor and adultery in the past and gently touches Raimund’s quest for Prado in present-day Lisbon.

Great beauty and adultery are seldom apart for long, right?

Under Bille August’s competent direction, the movie neatly alternates between the past, present and Prado’s reflections on life (from the book).

British actor Jeremy Irons, who plays Raimund, is a giant among actors. Winner of the Oscar, Golden Globe and several other honors, Irons is impeccable in Night Train to Lisbon. I plan on watching Irons’ other films including his best known work Reveral of Fortune.

Mélanie Laurent (who plays Estefania, the lover of both Prado and his dear friend Jorge) is a stunningly beautiful woman and a remarkable talent (Unfortunately, I have only seen her in short roles in Inglourious Basterds and this film).

The rest of the cast including Jack Huston (in the role of Prado), Christopher Lee as the older Father Bartolomeu, and Martina Gedeck as the optometrist are solid. As I’ve long argued, there are no bad actors. Only bad directors!

If you’re the sort to delight in offbeat, lesser known quality films, you’ll be pleased with Night Train to Lisbon. The DVD is available at Netflix and most U.S. public libraries.

Just don’t expect Raimund to save the world or find a cure for cancer in 110-minutes. 😉

Doomed – Intel’s New Linux Compute Stick

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Apr 082015
Doomed - Intel's New Linux Compute Stick

Is it just me or are we all agreed that Intel’s new Linux Compute Stick is a piece of junk that has no hope of success. Touting the Compute Stick in hyperbolic terms as a “New Mini-Computing Paradigm,” Intel describes it as a “pocket-sized computer delivering an entry computer experience by plugging directly into the […]

Should Average Chutiyas Buy an SSD?

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Apr 082015
Should Average Chutiyas Buy an SSD?

You can’t open tech deals sites like Techbargains or Fatwallet these days without seeing notice of further price drops in Solid State Drive (aka SSD) prices. Although SSDs have been around for a few years, they still haven’t caught on with average Chutiyas. Even a gadget obsessed maniac like SI bought the first SSD only […]

Furious 7 – Garbage 100

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Apr 032015

Me Bad! Me Terribly, Furiously Bad! Here I was smug in the fantasy that the trashiest films in the Milky Way came from my familiar precincts of Tollywood, Bollywood and Kollywood. Boy did I get disabused of my illusions today! All illusions shattered in the Walpurgis Night of Furious 7, amigos! Utter Garbage Imagine my […]