Sunday, November 15, 2015

Movie: Memphis (2014)

I just finished writing a post about another film, Stop the Pounding Heart, and it reminded me of this this movie, Memphis, that in a similar way to the former, had me upset with the filmmaker after watching it.

It's been a while since I watched the whole movie, so I just used YouTube to jog my memory. What I recall about Memphis is that nothing happened. There was a whole bunch of jumping into stories, possibly-interesting characters popping up everywhere, and the main character walking around looking lost and full of himself at the same time. The most stupid thing about the story was the beautiful girl who seemed to have her wits about her making herself available to this dude.

This is another two star ** because I hope to never see it, again, and the only reason I made myself revisit it was because I was trying to remember the funny part I played over the phone for my bestie:
“There’s no glory in bars and there’s no glory in talking for an extended period of time.
There’s no glory.
You find glory alone, by yourself, with nobody around.
Nobody can hear you.
That’s were the glory is found.
You don’t find glory in a woman’s pussy and, if you’re gay, you won’t find glory with a dick up your ass.
You’ll find glory by yourself. Alone. No sex.
I fucked the dirt one time and I came in the fucking dirt. That was glorious to me.
I was walking up from the porn shop and I had this ad, this American Apparel ad I pulled my pants down and I layed down in the dirt and I fucked the dirt.
I came in the dirt because the dirt was soft and warm and that was glorious to me because now I know if I get desperate enough I can go out and fuck the dirt.”

If, for some reason, you're interesting in watching this, I found the full movie on YouTube HERE. The above soliloquy is at 44:21.

I checked the DVD out from the library.

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