That's too weird that the protagonist should be named John Kennedy, when Kennedy was another assassinated president.
I know it's just human pattern-making, but it does feel like history warping back. Greil Marcus' BFI monograph on The Manchurian Candidate (1962) is as much about this phenomenon as about the film itself; it's like reading ghosts.
I agree with what you aay about social justice. The race-splaining woman is grimace-makingly familiar.
The reflex is to say the film's ahead of its time, except that's the point: it's of its time, and its time knew what that looked like, and we should, too. We keep forgetting. And it's so useful to know we don't have to invent everything from scratch.
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I know it's just human pattern-making, but it does feel like history warping back. Greil Marcus' BFI monograph on The Manchurian Candidate (1962) is as much about this phenomenon as about the film itself; it's like reading ghosts.
I agree with what you aay about social justice. The race-splaining woman is grimace-makingly familiar.
The reflex is to say the film's ahead of its time, except that's the point: it's of its time, and its time knew what that looked like, and we should, too. We keep forgetting. And it's so useful to know we don't have to invent everything from scratch.