Gendanken on the "Passion of the Christ"

gendanken

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Gibsonitis

It is the The Passion of Jim Caviezel.

This, ladies and gentlemen, THIS is what people nationwide are forgetting in their pilgrimage to watch their Lord die the most brutal death gendanken has ever seen in legal cinema. Must I tell them their Christ is the cutey from “Thin Red Line”, that he’s the spiteful brute from Dumas’ “The Count of Monte Cristo” and that I’m sure that given the time one could find some film where Jim is nonchalantly fucking his costar?

Must I tell them that between takes their Christ had headphones on to kill the boredom and that people offscreen were standing around sipping coffee?

Actor Jim Cavaziel has told of people, mostly bagwomen, stopping right in the middle of the street to literally kneel in front of him, even grabbing his garments as if the fibers were Holy.

One would expect this inanity only in Italy where the population exhudes Catholicism as much as Mexico or Ireland, but according to Jim it has also happened in the States which only proves to me how needy the American Christian is for pornographic gore.

I knew long before going what I would be doing in that theater: watching the audience far more than I would the screen and it was fascinating- never have I witnessed such silent cattle marching out of its holding box; there was sniffling and throats being cleared with this eerie undercurrent of frightened whispers exchanged between people you know only hours ago were watching “Survivor” and only hours from now will be watching the reruns, every last one of them right back to their politically correct egalitarianism , their equilateral idealism, their enslavement…….but they’ll be a little more loving, giving, and kind for at least a week or so.

These are the same armchair patriots that were bawling over World Trade Center rubble, throwing their money at victims and church functions that catered to bereaved widows and families that lost loved ones in the September 11th terrorist attacks. 9/11, the first terrorist act, like, ever.

Jesus the Jewish Nazarene, the first man crucified, like, ever.

These people that can only think one dimensionally are as easily swayed as goth chicks on Smernoff and it does not take much to win their loyalty and trust, which in hollywood terms means pocket money.

So! Here’s what I see- it seems that wherever this Gibson character ends up there is always some flavor of egotistical male chauvinism, some call to eroticism and abusive fantasies in his ‘art’ and I don’t care how loud he belches that he’s a fucking Catholic only doing this for the love of his saviour I still see a charlatan.

Watch some Braveheart and when its over his listener is out wanting to crush Longshanks and vanquish the English. Suddenly all the little white boys are soldiers with blue face-paint. Remember them?
“The Patriot” debuts and all the manboys are suddenly conventional Southerns.
“Payback” and they’re renegades..

And so from Gehsename to Golgotha through the 14 stations of the Crucifix this Gibson has made sure to rip out one’s insides, push his little envelopes and literally whiplash his audience into belief.
In arousing spectators to a cause with a snuff film- that’s right a SNUFF FILM- in his priorities Mr. Gibson is no different than Mr. Atta having to do the same thing but by smashing a commercial airline in its face instead. Gibson did it with a bloody Jew, literally.

This is not faith, this is not art, this is neither inspiration nor an intimate account for the faithful to glorify- it is intoxication and this man is quite good at enslaving his drinkers. Bacon wrote of the four idols and Gibson is two of them.

So Behold! I present to you all with Gibsonitis, a disease the weak mind has little or no immunity to, a theatrical malaria that can only touch a nerve with hysterics; he is a quasi artist who is only memorable if he is as violent, vulgar, and as authoriatarian as pop culture and all those that proclaim newfound faith on the 700 Club and around Wal Marts and Sunday schools and supermarkets and country clubs and golf courses and Civic Centers and post offices discussing a newborn piety (ha) on account of this film have been intoxicated by this man’s bad wines or suffering from serious Gibsonitis, like Trekkies suffer Picardism.

He knows nothing, scifers, NOTHING about passion. Beware Gibsonitis.
 
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This fable has been packing them into pews for 2000 years. Now it is enshrined in the new church of our time, the cinema, no wonder, the subtleties of religious thought are more suited towards introspection, seems that knowing yourself is a taboo these days. Nothing left but to pick which team you are on.
 
Cool movie.
Could do with some big guns and a few explosions though.
Guess I'll have to wait for the sequel.
The game of the film looks good too....

Passion of Christ II Jesus Freaks!!!!
After 2000 years, He's ready to cast the first stone...

HeathenCam.jpg

:D :D
Dee Cee
 
Cosmictraveler:
But he sure knows how to make lots O' MONEY, doesn't he
So do pimp daddies and prostitues. So?

Spidergoat:
This fable has been packing them into pews for 2000 years. Now it is enshrined in the new church of our time, the cinema, no wonder, the subtleties of religious thought are more suited towards introspection, seems that knowing yourself is a taboo these days. Nothing left but to pick which team you are on.
No, not taboo. Laziness. Indifferece.

Or a lost fucking cause- most of you fuckers nowadays going in will find NOTHING there, no Self to pick and dissect and heroically define who you are.

Prime example, look at this idiot above me I'd personally shoot with that rifle in his cute little picture:

"Cool movie" *snort snort* "Could do with some big guns and a few explosions though" LOL, LMAO...ha ha ha... "Like, yeah, guess I'll have to wait for the sequel, dude, the game of the film looks good too...." *snort snort and scratches his asscrack*


You're a funny little thing, Deecee, tell me did you even read the fucking thread?
 
I'm sorry gendanken but you seem to have confused me with somebody who gives a fuck.

You may return to your masterbation now.
Dee Cee
 
Deecee:
I'm sorry gendanken but you seem to have confused me with somebody who gives a fuck.
And if I looked down on the soles of my shoe I'd probably have you confused for the week old dogshit there too, yes?

Here's a clue: take your churlish pics elswhere and go play with your fingers, little boy.
 
Or a lost fucking cause- most of you fuckers nowadays going in will find NOTHING there, no Self to pick and dissect and heroically define who you are.

Lighten up gendanken! I thought that pic was funny, the important thing is that who you think you are is based on external definitions, belief systems, and social conditioning, and that there is no real self. This is cause for celebration, not a lost cause, as Jesus was trying to tell us, because there is no differentiation between the devine and everything else. The nothing that you ridicule is a gift, the freedom to live without any definitions whatsoever.
 
Spidergoat:
spidergoat said:
Lighten up gendanken!
Then give me a lighter.

I thought that pic was funny....
Yes, you would and here's why:

This is cause for celebration, not a lost cause, as Jesus was trying to tell us, because there is no differentiation between the devine and everything else. The nothing that you ridicule is a gift, the freedom to live without any definitions whatsoever.

*sniff sniff* I'm picking up something * sniff sniff*

Tell me- you're a Christian, yes? Have alot of "friends"? Coutryclub maybe? Some kind of club or at least an orginazation you are a member of. Something....

But- Christian or some other religion. Yes or no?
 
As Mel counts all the profits he makes off of your dreams and hopes. He is rather smart to do this.
 
Tell me- you're a Christian, yes? Have alot of "friends"? Coutryclub maybe? Some kind of club or at least an orginazation you are a member of. Something....
I'm not a christian, nor do I belong to any religious organization. I relate to Taoism and Zen, but the story of Jesus interests me, I think christianity has slandered his teaching. They have made a wise jewish mystic into some kind of godlike freak. He was trying to democratize religion, give it back to the people, and encourage looking within (praying); christianity turned it into a monarchy. This is why there is a percieved cultural war in the U.S., orthodox christianity is incompatable with democracy, they want a monarchy, like in the bible, like King James.
 
Cosmictraveller:
As Mel counts all the profits he makes off of your dreams and hopes. He is rather smart to do this.
And as I count off all the reasons why simpletons like you should be flushed with Immodium AD perhaps you'll learn in the future to only speak when spoken to.

You'd be smarter for doing this.

Spidergoat:
I'm not a christian, nor do I belong to any religious organization. I relate to Taoism and Zen, but the story of Jesus interests me, I think christianity has slandered his teaching. They have made a wise jewish mystic into some kind of godlike freak. He was trying to democratize religion, give it back to the people, and encourage looking within (praying); christianity turned it into a monarchy. This is why there is a percieved cultural war in the U.S., orthodox christianity is incompatable with democracy, they want a monarchy, like in the bible, like King James.

Either way you strike me as one who blends in with background noise, one of those enlightenend New Agers stuck in Oriental Nothingeness.
How much do really now about your so called Zen or Taoism or any of those other isms you identify with? You say "relate" :

I relate to Taoism and Zen
...but in my book 'relate" means "I flirt with"

You are irritatingly communal is what I am saying, in your flattened ideals on what 'self' is or not. Sure you can mock Gibsonitis all you'd like but I am left to wonder what other -itis to diagnose you with.

(As for Jesus, I will agree. Lee Stobels has a done a number on my beliveing the Nazerene even existed with his "The Case for Christ".)
 
Hey gendanken!
Why do you post your movie reviews online?
Why not just print them off at home, put them in picture frames and hang them on the wall in your living room?
You could look at them all day and if strangers should come to visit, you could show them your reviews and then beat them with sticks or shoot them or something.
Now wouldn't that be more fun than just typing insults to strangers far away?

Just a suggestion.
Dee Cee (He who swore he gave not a fuck but lied)
 
Deecee:
He who swore he gave not a fuck but lied
Infuckingdeed, you liar.

Why do you post your movie reviews online?
Because I felt like it and always do what I feel like doing when I feel like it. Now suck a fat one.

Why not just print them off at home, put them in picture frames and hang them on the wall in your living room?
You could look at them all day and if strangers should come to visit, you could show them your reviews and then beat them with sticks or shoot them or something.
Now wouldn't that be more fun than just typing insults to strangers far away?
One is always game to the dynamics of subjective opionions.

I'm not much for critiquing, but when you work up an itch to lambast someone and all his audiance for psychological reasons.....that there is an itch that needs scratching. And so Gibsonitis felt like psoriasis.

Its only when plebs like you come along posting his stupid pics up or muttering stupid one-liners that gendanken becomes insulting.
 
Infuckingdeed, you liar.
Sorry. :(
Spirit of the age and all that.
I'm not much for critiquing, but when you work up an itch to lambast someone and all his audiance for psychological reasons.....that there is an itch that needs scratching. And so Gibsonitis felt like psoriasis.
Fair enough.
Its only when plebs like you come along posting his stupid pics up or muttering stupid one-liners that gendanken becomes insulting.
Err.. one word
Tiassa.

Hey and being stupid is my perogative.
Dee Cee
 
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Get over it.
it's just a movie, adam sandler's little nicky was just as painful i'm sure for some to sit through. It was not a snuff film, otherwise any movie where anyone dies could be classified as snuff.
I think the person who started this thread should go to a film class and learn that film was never art and never pretends to be. It's story telling, and this is an interesting story close to the heart of it's maker (Mel).
 
I realized some time ago that my mind does not fulfil any of the 'normal' criteria.

This could explain why I liked the 'review'. I read so much of the same shit all the time that it is refreshing if someone actually dares to state an abnormal opinion.

Fuck..opinion?..maybe it is a fucking fact!

I haven't seen Gibsonitis latest piece of crap, but I am sure it will suck on every level. We can only respect that.

Not everybody can make a piece of christian based vomit and get away with it.

I think Gendanken is probably dubious about Gibsons future, but I am sure he will go straight to heaven!

And fucking stay there Gibson!

Btw, I think only genius people will put any effort into writing something that nobody (or almost nobody) will even ever read. Hoorah for us.

The world doesn't want us and we don't want the world.


Btw2, I'm too stupid to be a genius, but I wish I was (not too stupid to be a genius).
 
Either way you strike me as one who blends in with background noise, one of those enlightenend New Agers stuck in Oriental Nothingeness.
How much do really now about your so called Zen or Taoism or any of those other isms you identify with? You say "relate" :

I relate to Taoism and Zen
...but in my book 'relate" means "I flirt with"

You are irritatingly communal is what I am saying, in your flattened ideals on what 'self' is or not. Sure you can mock Gibsonitis all you'd like but I am left to wonder what other -itis to diagnose you with.

Blend in with the backround noise? Sorry if you are not interested in the subtleties of religious thought, perhaps you need it to be spiced up with some medieval torture stories.

Eastern philosophies such as Zen and Taoism have nothing to do with memorizing knowledge, so , I "relate" to the superficial terms, but "embody" their essential qualities and teaching.

Stuck in oriental nothingness?

We join spokes together in a wheel,
but it is the center hole
that makes the wagon move.

We shape clay into a pot,
but it is the emptiness inside
that holds whatever we want.

We hammer wood for a house,
but it is the inner space
that makes it livable.

We work with being,
but non-being is what we use.

Tao Te Ching

That is the kind of nothingness Taoism refers too, its not the nihilistic western connotation of total lack of meaning.

...but I am left to wonder what other -itis to diagnose you with
Seems like you are searching for a reason to dismiss whatever I have to say. Hey, I'm probably as doubtfull as you are about crystal channeling, and spirit healing, or whatever, but those thinkers that do not fall into easy catagorization often get lumped in with the new agers. If Jesus appeared today, that's what they would call him- a new age guru. If it was in their power, the Christians would crucify him all over again, nothing has changed.
 
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Man gendankey,
Whats up? you seem to have some serious anger you need to get rid of. I dont see what your problem is with Deecee. He was just haveing so fun. It is just a movie. lets just chilll. As for spidergoat...man he knows what he is talking about. Lets try to be a little bit nicer? Please?
 
You're in the wrong fucking end of the Universe, neophyte.

I earnestly suggest that you reasess your surroundings with all the celerity fitting to the circumstances with which you are now met, and, just as hastily, flee from this, the coldest, rankest, and most caliginous nadir of the human condition, the indefatigable harridan.
Verily, it behooves you to heed this kind word of caution I offer you, for the Gend is a ruinous, malefic Harpy indeed, and, in this peculiar lair, she is wont to lambast the poor and unwary and surely bound to maul and flounce them all the more assiduously.
 
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