Catfish (Music Unrelated)
So I just watched this movie called “Catfish”, a movie done in the style of a documentary. Without a doubt, the film manages to speak to me and gives me sort of like a warm feeling after watching it. There were quite a few parts in the movie which gave me the sort of chill down my spine, not because it was scary, or mysterious but more of mind-blowing. I love it when the cinematography and the flow of direction is that good.
Well I wouldn’t condone piracy but, in this case, it’s kind of forgivable, because you’ll most likely not be able to watch it in the cinemas here on our shores. The DVD release is out so you could rent it or something if you really wanted to.
This critic or journalist (not very sure what his occupation is) summed the show up really well:
Everyone should see “Catfish” — not because of the twist, but because of how powerfully and weirdly it speaks to our time, to internet culture and the way it allows the controlled illusion of intimacy. It’s a film about storytelling, about how a lonely Midwestern housewife creates a stageful of invented characters with which to flatter, entice and woo a supposedly sophisticated New Yorker, and who, when that New Yorker’s friends show up at her house with cameras, ends up wresting control of the narrative, not to mention sympathy, from them simply by coming across as more human. And that’s something to see.
The whole review can be found here.
Then there’s also this really amazing quote at the end of the movie. Not much of a spoiler, but if you read it the movie wouldn’t really feel so impactful once you watch it. But since I need to document it down on this blog, I’m just going to write it out. Feel free to close this page.
They used to take Cod from Alaska all the way to China. They’d keep them in vats in the ship. By the time the codfish reached China the flesh was mush and tasteless.
So this guy came up with the idea that if you put these cods in these big vats, put some catfish in with them. And the catfish will keep the cod agile.
And there are those people who are catfish in life. and they keep you on your toes; they keep you guessing, they keep you thinking, they keep you fresh. And I thank god for the catfish because we’d be drawled, boring and dull if we didn’t have someone nipping at our fin.
I died when I heard that.
