Thursday, April 14, 2011
Oh, helloooo Mikhail Bakhtin...there's some dandy fine cinema samples of Carnivalesque to be found in Larry Yust's unbelievably delightful 1974 film Homebodies. There are old people fighting gentrification by murder. There is goofy scoring, grisly stabbings, mass murders, and some endearing sight gags.
I nauseously fell in love with a few of these elder heroes. The humiliation of aging + poverty turns them into vigilantes. Yust's landscape is all charming neighborhood streets literally eclipsed by the erection of a monstrosity of a massive luxury apartment complex. So Main Street morals go topsy turvy , and the revolution is donning silver hair and knee socks.
If aging rapes us of our dignity, then gentrification is like the 2nd rape in the same day of Ms. 45 fame.
Though not yet old, i am world weary enough to feel contempt for the way the world pushes it's elderly out of it's houses. Identifying with their vigilantism and twisted struggle, i quote the end of Ms. 45, crying out..." SISTER........."
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