The Venice International Film Festival officially kicks off today, serving as one of the most important stops on the film festival circuit. Venice is one of the three most influential film festivals in the world, up there with Cannes and Berlin. As such, films showcased at Venice are regarded as being the crème de la crème, as prestigious films that aim to elevate the medium of film.
Of course, horror films are often overlooked. But not always.
Don’t let this post on consumerism in horror movies fool you into thinking I’ve been productive and industrious today.
On this, Black Friday 2017, I have spent an irresponsible amount of money not on friends and family, but on myself. I have no regrets. I didn’t even have to leave the couch to take part in the great American tradition of buying things I don’t need, the day after eating a ton of food I didn’t need.
But I loved it. I do it every year–I munch on Thanksgiving leftovers and hoard coupon codes, grabbing up books and music and clothes and makeup.
That got me to thinking about horror and the horror movies that tackle consumerism. Everyone knows about films like Dawn of the Dead and They Live, but the meteoric rise of material goods and availability post World War II has embedded itself into the very fabric of American pop culture. And whenever we bake something into our national consciousness, it comes out in our horror movies, sooner or later.
Again, some of those movies that confront our materialism are thoughtful horror movies that elevate the discussion. Others don’t pretend to be anything more than a fab 1980s slasher flick that just so happens to occur in a mall. Either way, consumerism in all its shapes and forms, from zombies to haunted malls to obsessive serial killers reflects this very American way of life.
Here are 9 movies (of varying quality) about consumerism, shopping, and the desire to acquire material goods.
The tense political environment right now has me thinking a lot about my identity as an American. I was born and raised here. I’m fairly patriotic. I studied the law and our nation’s history in part to better understand the rules that underlie our Americanness.
And when I think of myself as an American, I think about our rights and the defense of our liberties. I think of working together with those who have different viewpoints. I think of respect and tolerance because Americans are supposed to hold those values in esteem. I also think, “It’s easy to be American when things are going well.”
What happens if this all falls apart?
We Americans treasure our autonomy. Look at the Bill of Rights. Look at the Constitution. These are the rules by which the government protects our rights and with which the people limit the government. We have all said we agree to abide by this rulebook to preserve everyone’s pursuit of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness (within reason). Do we mean it?
**Beware: Here be spoilers For They Live.**
The 2016 Presidential Election is finally and mercifully drawing to a close. Regardless of political affiliations, it seems like the whole country reels from the drawn-out election cycle, temporarily traumatized by the mudslinging and grandstanding and pettiness. But this election has been one for the ages. I know everyone always complains that every succeeding election is worse than the one before, but this one was really, really nasty.
We are all overwhelmed by this election, a terrible yet fitting end to an exhausting year. Myself, I try to stay as politically connected as possible. I read the news, follow Congress’s lawmaking progress (or lack thereof), watch the President’s speeches, and read all the Supreme Court opinions I can reasonably fit into my life. So for this election, I gritted my teeth and surrendered to the vicious news cycle. I listened to stump speeches and watched the debates and did my research. It was draining. When I cast my early voting ballot, I was relieved because I thought I could stop caring for a while, until the next election cycle starts back up.
I threw myself into Halloween and friends and blogging. I tried and failed to distract myself. Not only was the election impossible to avoid, but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I watched my horror movies and read my scary short stories and couldn’t help but ask myself, How will we express what this election has wrought? What art will come out of this election?
Which brings me to John Carpenter’s political sci-fi-horror B-Movie classic, They Live.