I was reading a book some years ago about the history of languages. I
think there are maybe five or so different major language groups and he
traced them back and seemed to be happy at the end that he had traced
them all back to one common language, but it was all pretty shaky and I
wasn't convinced. Well languages change all the time, you get a people
all talking the same language and then something happens where they get
separated and in a couple hundred years they can't understand each
other.
So that story about the sons (are they actually called sons? I can see
where that would wreak havoc with the new testament) of god
interbreeding with the daughters of men is actually in the bible? I
suppose we never hear about these giants again. It does seem like it
was something that somebody just slipped in while nobody else was
looking. I think a lot of the Persian religion shows up in the early
books of the bible and since the Jews were hanging there for awhile you
can see how that would happen.
It's interesting these movies come out, and a lot of times you will read
the critics come up with comments like that was what the war in Vietnam
was like, or that is how life is in the ghetto, and I am always
thinking how the hell do they know? The directors, the critics, the
audience, how do they know what the war or the ghetto are like to
compare it to?
I just saw this movie Leviathan, set in Russia. This guy has his
ancestral home and the local party boss decides he wants to build
something there, so he condemns the land and offers to pay maybe a third
of what it is worth. The guy has an old army buddy who is now a lawyer
in Moscow, and they go through the legal motions but the local law is
all in the pocket of the party boss, but the lawyer has dug up some dirt
on the party boss and pretends to have the ears of some big shots in
Moscow. The party boss kidnaps the lawyer and gives him a mock
execution which sends him scrambling back to Moscow, meanwhile the guy's
wife has slept with the lawyer and this caused all kinds of trouble so
she commits suicide and then just for the hell of it they charge the guy
with murdering his wife and railroad him into a 15 year sentence.
It was a good movie, I like them bleak, and afterwards I went to Rotten
Tomatoes to read the reviews. I was curious as to whether they thought
the lawyer had been motivated to help his buddy or was he into it just
to sleep with his wife, but all the reviewers were like, see this is how
life is in Russia these days, and I was all like what, this could have
happened anywhere. It could have happened in Chicago, though with a
little less brutality and certainly less drinking of vodka.
It does go along with that life imitating art imitating life thing. You
read a book in your youth about some guy, oh, standing up for what he
believes in, and then sometime later in life, bolstered by that book,
you stand up for something you believe in, and are successful and then
some guy writes a book about you, and later in life he stands up etc.
Oh I like Prometheus. Fuck his titan heritage, those guys were a bunch
of assholes. Didn't Saturn try to eat Jupiter? And he self-sacrificed
to help man, that's us. Where is your gratitude? I think the Greeks
began to feel bad about having this great man chained up with that pesky
bird, and that's why somebody later on decided to have Hercules, the
Rambo of his day, free him. That's the power of the pen. If that same
guy who wrote that was making movies today he would have had that lawyer
guy keep his pants zipped and smashed the party boss and when the wife
was jumping off the cliff she would have been caught by her husband in
the nick of time. That's art Jack.
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