First thing you do, of course, is contemplate the early lives of the actors/writers. The Princess Bride guy has the name Wallace Shawn... but I mean... he must be, right?

Sure enough, he is.

So why did you know? This is where the Bad Thoughts come into play. You know because he's physically repulsive. Short and bald and definitionally ugly. He has a little baby's lower lip, sticking out and always pink and wet. One eye perhaps stares unaligned with the other. He looks like a 1980s character you'd see masturbating in a trench coat. Slightly pervy, sad and repulsive. THIS is how you know his early life, even with the last name Shawn.

And the other guy. Incredibly goy name. Andre Gregory. You resent the deception right away. This use of anglo middle names as fake surnames. Shawn, Gregory, etc. But you're still not convinced, because some goy part of you still wants to believe people, still wants to take words and names at face value. But... "André William Gregory (born André William Josefowitz".

He is a "tall one", a decent looking chap. This also is part of the deception. While Shawn's unhealthy physiognomy is an immediate tell, there are also exceptions, so you never can be sure.

And this is all to merely encounter the characters/actors as names and appearances. Then you contemplate the context: this is a MOVIE. And a movie set in Manhattan, about intellectual bullshit. And OF COURSE. Of course, it's theirs. Of course they have history with Woody Allen - the archetype of pervy, short, physically challenged eggheady intellectual bullshitty Manhattanites.

So, sighing, you engage the film.

Malaise. Its all malaise. The people are totally unrooted and have no real access to redemption, to tradition, to hoap. They find all meaning in words. Hyper-textural people. To be fair, they are VERY good with words. Beautiful sentences, literary allusions, extremely broadly-read. They can refer to Moby Dick and The Little Prince and some French painter all within a breath. Masters of words, them.

But their words, ultimately, go nowhere. You spend much of the movie waiting for Andre to take a breath or eat a bite of food, because he talks-talks-talks-talks-talks. You realize it is all talk. Empty.

Of course, he roams to the forests of Poland, the deserts of the Sahara, some occult experience in a grave in Long Island. He is flying around the world on words, looking for anything of meaning. (His family is abandoned during all his journeys of course. There is no meaning found in being a dad, a husband, a neighbor or friend.) He entertains Japanese monks and other assorted exotic men of religion. But never the Western Religion.

There are constant, assumed references to German Nazism. If something is bad you can simply wave the word "fascistic". Or mention "Nuremberg". There is a moment of kind of erotic glee mentioning "oiled up fascist muscles".

Its the whole package. It's so fucking jewish. But in everything i ever heard about this movie, no one ever says jewish. They say like "artistic" or "experimental" and of coruse I knew it was a long dinner conversation. But it would like talking about Goodfellas or Godfather without mentioning Italian or mafia. Thats the infuriating part. The hiding, the deception, the cowardice, the fakery, the shape-shifting.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5799477&forum_id=2Ã#49440102)

You think midwestern goys yucking it up to the marx brothers and later the 3 stooges had any idea they were watching a productions that literally ground to a halt on saturdays?

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5799477&forum_id=2Ã#49440221)

So when a particular culture or ethnos carves out its entire identity in concealment, tricky agility with words, and "passing", it repulses me, the older i get.

especially when i see what lies beyond both sides opting out. if you lie to me, i dont trust you either, and now we are both left at an endless dinner party vomiting empty words that mean nothing, and all art and all life is just endless fucking talk

the whole movie really feels like nazi propaganda to me. it couldnt be more persuasive in its anti-semitism

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5799477&forum_id=2Ã#49440253)