A Serbian Film...

Films are made every single day, there are popular ones, bad ones, good ones, silly ones, the list goes on and on. Among these films there are those that are willing to always stretch the envelope, and there is always an audience for them. Snuff films are supposedly movies of murder, what happens with the body before or after the murder, then sold for money. Now, there have been no confirmed movies to be circulating among the public, but rumors will always continue to circulate, no matter what.

Now murder in films hasn't always been portrayed in the most gruesome and disgusting ways, even today we as humans enjoy seeing the good guy win, the bad guy in jail or dead for his misconduct, the credits end, and we walk away with a good feeling in our hearts. We condone violence in one form or another, it is in our DNA, a fact of life that we must all learn to identify, and use only when there is no other way out of a situation. This is why God gave us two fists, and one brain, unless you believe in evolution, then this is why you SHOULD think before YOU ACT!

But there are some films out there that are pushed so far in the name of art and entertainment that for a brief second, you almost believe that you are watching a actual film that involves the act of killing another human being. A person of virtue would never allow themselves to watch such a thing, and a jaded person would still never watch without flinching or looking away. But there are some among us that enjoy such things, entertainment is entertainment, it doesn't matter in what format you see it in, right? This is why normal people are everywhere, I actually laughed at the ending and then started hitting my head against the wall repeatedly asking myself what the hell had I just watched.

So, A Serbian Film was a movie released in 2010, it was and is still banned in Spain, Norway and Brazil, this movie, is arguably one of the most controversial films of all time. There are the contributing factors of the ban that include scenes of child rape, incest and murder, among others. This movie has received mixed reviews from many critics, some of which condemned the film for it’s extreme sexual violence. The plot revolves around an aging porn star, who agrees to participate in one last film in order to provide for his family, only to discover that he has been drafted into making a pedophilia themed snuff film, from which there is no escape and kills him and his family in the end. yes, spoilers, too bad.

If you really want to watch this movie, I suggest a couple of things, an empty stomach, no eating or drinking of any fluids, a bucket, and by yourself, in the dark, with headphones on, and make sure that no one is around. If you are queasy about the prospect of watching people being murdered, women being beaten, kids being raped, and more, then you have been warned. There are two versions floating around on the internet, the version that cuts out about an hour and more of the graphic parts, and one that is tamer but still can twist your stomach if you're not use to being fucked with in a more personal way. I didn't watch any dubbed versions, only subtitled, and I found the more graphic version only to push myself to see what I could get away with.

I didn't look away, I didn't flinch, I kept getting closer to the screen though, mouth open, eyes wide, mind going numb as I continued to watch as things got more and more fucked up. A person with a strong constitution, is needed, or no feelings or you actually enjoy such things is needed to watch in all of its glory, it's all in the eye of the beholder anyways. Nothing is more real for this movie if you actually watch with an unbiased and unjaded mind and just watch until it ends. I don't watch such movies often, to tell you the truth I have a slight obsession with the found film genre and I guess I saw this on someones horror list and decided to watch it.

After rethinking it my head though, I could say that it wasn't really that bad, the film itself is mediocre, the music score is okay, the acting is amazing, but the acts depicted, I guess is what makes most people look away. The idea of it all, the very thought and depiction is what can really get you in the end. Simply because most sane, normal, everyday 8 to 5, wake up and work people, don't usually think about these sorts of things. They live a boring life, eat, sleep work, maybe hang out with friends, spend time with the family, or pet, or go hiking or paint planes..

The few that actually write, think, breathe, the very thought of killing another person, abusing them in new ways is not normal, boring, or sane. We that think about that which is taboo are looked down upon, we that want to learn more that is not truly sanctioned are refrained and told to do what everyone else does! Now, I'm not saying hey, making a man or women your sex slave is right, or sacrificing your virgin daughter or cat is either, you're fucked up too, and should be slapped silly. But art is seen to all, art is very controversial, 50 shades of Grey is a form of art, but it's also a fucked up fanfiction of the Twilight series, and the men and women that watch this should remember that even the actors hated it.

That's all I have to say, I didn't mean to ramble on like I do sometimes, but to share my opinion among hundreds as to why messed up things happen every single day. I hope that you have a great day, evening or night, and that you are over the legal age if you do decide to see such controversial movies such as A Serbian Film. -Stray.

I Don't Feel Anything Anymore Pt. 2

My mother once told me that I was once a blessing, it was during a time that I had started to mentally question the life around me. Nothing very serious as much as a six year old could, but death was a constant reminder. In movies, seeing the neighborhood dog get hit with the van when I was playing in the front yard. Years later, my mother then told me that I was a whore. Simply because I wanted to explore past the confines of what society told me was the right way to behave and think.

   "Please, please, please, please..." The woman's voice getting choked up as I finished tying her up against the wall. Her clothes torn and bloodied, scratch and bite marks showing where I had my fun. I smiled as my eyes met hers, her fear just as much an adrenaline rush as sex was with someone you never met before. The taste, the sensation of skin against skin, the different smells, the sounds as the chorus all blended together to form a song.

    Most people only assume that things are only of the natural, that science can explain everything to them. So foolish, so blind, so deaf to the real music around them that I, even as a priest were secretly enraged at the flock that I had been put in charge of. I didn't look away from her eyes, knowing that she would make a wonderful soprano for my second act.

    I didn't care what she was doing on this night, I did rescue her from being cornered by the dead, and in my blood lust I managed to graze her left cheek. It marred a dirty but pretty face, I just needed to add more alterations to make her even more beautiful. Life was worth more this way, surviving was boring, dull, plain, we all needed to spice some things up every once and awhile. If only my mother could see me now, the whore, the bastard child she had with my father when she was younger. As if she never made any mistakes in her life, it was as if she saw him in me every single time my actions and mannerisms were something life his.

   Putting my knife away I walked forward to the crying, blubbering woman and kissed her navel tenderly. Making her cry even more, the prey always seem to know that once caught it is futile to try and resist. Wrapping my arms around her waist I began to tenderly bite her soft flesh, licking it, kissing it, enjoying the scent of her slight feared arousal as I did. The ropes keeping her arms and legs against the wall made things easier as I began to bite through her, making her scream in ever lasting harmony. My muzzle being dipped in her blood, I stepped back and watched as she continued to scream the symphony to my opera.

   I smiled as I licked her life essence slowly, sensually, becoming one with her, feeling as if she and I had become one in some sense of romantic context. Not staying long as I knew the noises and smell of her would drive them to this place. Turning my back to her as she pleaded for mercy, I was out the door and down the block, striding as the rush of keeping her alive only to have her be killed by the very things she feared made me giggle. Was I really the whore now mother? If only you could see what I was doing now, I was never your little blessing was I!?

   Her screams soon became silent as I was far enough away to not draw any real attention toward my presence. With the night sky slowly becoming lighter, I knew I had to go back, the day wasn't as interesting a playground, and the humans hunted more in packs. An hour later and I was a block away from the Winchester, when I noticed two human males smoking and looking nervously around. Waiting for something or someone, I decided to end my hunting spree in a high note, I dropped from the low hanging roof where I was hidden from their site and grinned.

"Shit!" "The fuck!" One said after another, both pulling out only pistols of various makes and models. "Hello boys, you seem like you don't know how to meet a girl properly." I said softly, holding out my hands to show them that I wasn't immediately armed. One looked at the other and grinned, before looking back at me. "So whats a freak like you doing around here?" "Looking for some fun with a couple of guys, my persona was hidden in the dark away from the brightening sky, making sure they couldn't see what I had been doing just yet.

    "Oh ya, well baby today's your lucky day." Taking off my coat I motioned for him to come to me, he hesitantly did so, and I kissed him deeply as his buddy came up behind me. Taking my hand to rub against the pressing bulge in his pants. Our tongues began to roll around each other, making him groan in delight and pleasure as I rubbed my hips against his. They weren't the perfect duo, but all songs must have an ending, as must all life. As the two men began to tear at my clothes, I closed my eyes, pretending to enjoy their hands on me.

   Leading his tongue into my mouth, I moaned softly and bit down hard, his tongue severing in two, and swallowing it. His eyes wide in shock and terror, his partner looked at me for a split second longer then was necessary and got a kick in the stomach to give me some time. Turning around to my tongue man, I swatted the pistol away and kissed him again, his blood staining the front of my shirt as I reached to his eyes. My thumbs scooping out his eyes as he screamed in agony, his loss of blood and shock made his attempt to resist me even more comical.

    He soon stopped moving and I turned around, this man had pissed his pants, he was blubbering as my eyes caught his. Tears rushing down his cheeks as he aimed his pistol at the middle of my chest, and screamed as he fired again and again, wasting all three bullets that he had as I winced in pain as my arm had been grazed from ducking at the last millisecond to the left. "Nice shot." I said softly as I kicked the gun away from his weak grip and pinned him against the ground.

    "What are you?" He managed at last, his musk odor bathing me as I leaned closer to his ear, whispering gently. "Just someone passing by." I pulled back as I reached over and grabbed his pistol, and started bludgeoning him with the handle of the weapon. Breathing heavily as I did, the last sounds of his gurgling made for soft ending to my opera, my song, my enjoyment.

    And just like that, as I was bathed in the morning light, my body a shining example for this world to see, I could imagine my mother looking at me, smiling, proud of her blessing in disguise to show all the power that she saw in me. Laughing gently I got up off of the corpse and grabbed my jacket, walking slowly toward the building that I knew would be empty, the people sleeping, and I could relax and rest, waiting again for another song to appear, to make humans my instruments, to show them that they had another purpose in life.