Reruns of Reality

I miss the guns sounds in 80's movies, the way a .22 caliber being fired was embellished to sound like a Sherman tank waking up the ninth infantry for breakfast, and how each round from a machine gun felt like capsules of thunder being slammed on to your chest.

Everyone wants realism in their entertainment these days. But wasn't the point of entertainment to escape reality?

Also, in 80's movies, when the final fight was on the music let you know. The rhythm was the sound of adrenline pumping through both warriors, and the sound of victory came at the expanse of horrible synthesizers crying like at the last unicorn's funeral.

These days, so called reality is entertainment, even though it's as choreographed as an fading celebrity's sex tapes that happen to pop up every time their career's need another boost.

I can't wait for Jesus Christ's sex tape. He could have used one a long time ago.