Quote: It might not be me, although I might not give as much of a shit anymore, Monks was only as good as his competition, that stands true today which leads me to....
some of these assholes have been hanging around like old women for years and years and years and haven't developed any talent at all, no fucking influence at all (raises arm). otherwise we wouldn't have to suffer through the white noise of (insert your favorites) including those too inept for suicide and too unrepentent to mount a Skill-saw,
it is now about too cool, too lazy, too dumb, too drunk or too moved on to comment. sure the end has been declared since the beginning and no doubt they'll find a way to look back on this as a boom time somehow yet it is an emptiness, a vacuum darker than luke ford's decayed dreams of a once joyous mind*
alas, there is a remarkable shot near the end, showing a candlelight march reaching as far as the eyes can see. it is emotionally devastating. we have never seen a funeral quite like it, yet it is like many funerals.
in the age of porno dan dry humping a couch meaninglessness and spectacle i bid thanks for the laughs monkey. (roll credits, zoom on nip pubes)
* odds are that if luke ford and holly randall were to assess their lives in this very moment, they're not where they'd once dreamt to be.