Every time I read or watch anything a SJW puts out in to the world, this plays as a constant loop in my head:
This constant subtext of “I’m Smart!” plays and you have to wonder why, if anything, these people are compensating for? As I’ve stated previously, if you really are intelligent, you shouldn’t have to be compelled to shout it at the top of your lungs…all the time…in every single thing you do.
It’s bad enough that SJW’s have proliferated The Internets with their “critiques” on media and culture, but they seem to have gotten a bit of a toehold recently in the mainstream press.
You may be wondering, “Chad, how can you tell if the writer is a SJW?” Well, dear reader, there is a few telltale signs that instantly let you know that you’re dealing with an SJW. I just so happen to have a recent example that we can dissect.
The Last Witch Hunter came out last weekend and I had intended on reviewing it for the site, as I am wont to do. However, the Friday of the movies release I happened upon this review by Katie Walsh, another in a long line of dumpy white bitches with too much education and whole lot of social justice-as-critique to throw around.
Instantly, I was struck at how poor she was at actually reviewing the film.
The Last Witch Hunter is far from a great movie. It’s not going to be burning up anybody’s top ten lists, and it certainly isn’t going to rampage through awards season either. However, it’s not as terrible as Ms. Walsh makes it out to be, and I do wonder if she wasn’t pre-occupied with something else during her viewing of the film.
The SJW hammer strikes mightily as we’re treated to the notion of Vin Diesel “[…] pushes the powers of his racial ambiguity to the max” What? This has nothing to do with anything. The prologue is essentially a bunch of doods going to take on the Witch Queen who started a black plaque and presumably killed Kaulder’s (Vin Diesel) wife and daughter. What does his race have to do with any of this?
“Cultural Critic™” has a nasty problem with hyper-focusing on the duodenary elements of whatever particular media they are “critiquing”. Ms. Walsh is no different as she harps on Kaulder’s “[…]inexplicable gingery beard and a fierce weave […]” This would be understandable if she perhaps had a costuming background, but again, this has no real bearing on the movie and why one should or should not see it.
Reading the review it’s fairly clear that Ms. Walsh didn’t watch the movie and is merely padding out a word count so she can get paid and move on. She can barely get what little plot there is right! Kaulder doesn’t control the weather “[…] by fiddling around with ‘ancient runes.’” If anything their deus ex machina maguffins for the end of the film. Michael Caine’s character doesn’t “die”, he is cursed (appearing dead)…and it’s a fairly clear plot point that spurs on the action of the film…whatever that means.
The Last Witch Hunter does have problems with explaining its world, how it works, and how all the characters fit together. I’m half wondering if there isn’t a comic book or website that details all of the apparent loose elements in this film and how they fit. If I didn’t know any better I would have thought this movie was the second of a trilogy, that is how weird the plot feels. However, Ms. Walsh doesn’t convey that very well, presumably because she was half paying attention between constant eye-rolls and heaving sighing at all the misogyny on display.
Plainly, The Last Witch Hunter isn’t for her. Its intended audience are those that were at my viewing of the movie: 18-34 people that were white trash at best and Juggalos at worst. The kind of person that you can’t discern if they’re a fat teenager or an obese 24-year old that still lives with their parents…either way they’ll watch anything with Vin Diesel in it.
Nevertheless, that doesn’t excuse this lame half-assed review. Going further down the SJW-laden shit hole is more quaternary observations that do nothing but pad out the word count. Here Ms. Walsh does a quick hits of what she’s actually paid attention to in the movie:
“[…] maggot cupcakes, magical butterflies, a gummy bear tree, a witch council where a wizard informs them they look like a terrible ’80s band (they do), Elijah Wood wearing a white stretch turtleneck, a botanical witch fashion show, a maraschino cherry filled with memory potion mixed up by Rose Leslie, a blind pastry chef eaten by a tree, and a witch queen whose main superpower is controlling a swarm of bees.”
Hell, that’s over seventy words right there…economy review-within-a-review!
Ms. Walsh takes the film to task for never explaining why the witches are so bad. Aside from them being witches, the movie clearly makes the case as to why they’re bad! It’s the one thing you’d expect a movie called The Last Witch Hunter to do!
The Witch Queen starts a black plaque to cull humanity, her minions set fire to a fellow witches’ bar, sacrifice another witch to resurrect the Witch Queen, another minion infiltrates Kaulder’s order to get revenge on him…in the name of the Witch Queen. I mean come on! To say nothing of the witch at the aforementioned botanical witch fashion show that tries to fuck over Kaulder. This isn’t groundbreaking cinema or anything, but give the film some respect and pays attention to it if you’re going to review it.
It’s in this that it becomes clear Ms. Walsh doesn’t care for even pretending that she watched the movie, let alone be tasked for filling a paltry five-hundred word count with the most banal, SJW-laden horseshit I’ve seen in some time.
After taking the film to task for an apparent lack of plot reasoning for the villainous witches. She assumes the main reason the Witch Queen must be dealt with is because “[…] because she’s ugly, aggressive and wants to kill Vin Diesel.”
No. Moreover, it’s just plain old bald-faced SJW asininity masked as “critique”.
This is the problem with SJW’s as “cultural critics”…everyone loses. Ms. Walsh clearly didn’t want to watch a Vin Diesel movie, and obviously couldn’t be bothered with framing a decent review. There’s an air of pomposity that rings out while reading her review, clearly she finds The Last Witch Hunter beneath her, so on top of a bunch of SJW bullshit, we get this high-minded “I have many degrees and know what true film is “ nonsense subtext throughout. Gee, thanks.
The reader loses in not only getting a social justice-laden piece of trash pretending to be a review shoved at them, but they garner no real takeaway as to why the movie may be worth the 1 ½ star review. The text and the score don’t marry very well. Was the 1 ½ for the fierce soul sister experience of watching witches fuck men over? I mean Ms. Walsh does proclaim herself Team Witch near the end of her review.