In a new series, I will start with a review of a movie that's been out for a while and tons of people have seen. I watched "300" for the second time the other night and it was awesome. There is a lot of blood and guts and a lot of liberties are taken in regard to historical accuracy, but there are also a lot of kick-ass fight scenes that make you want to go out in the backyard and kill a wolf with your bare hands.
Unfortunately, there was no wolf in my backyard when I went out there. But let's just say there's a certain ground squirrel that won't be won't be showing his fangs in my suburban neighborhood ever again.
This movie is hyper-masculine, but that's what makes it so refreshing, since we live in a world where one of our modern day male movie heroes is Johnny Depp - sporting eyeliner, hair extensions, and a foppish Brit personality.
John Wayne is spinning in his grave.
But hey, it makes sense. Nowadays you turn on sports radio and hear commercials for Nivea products that promise to soften and exfoliate men's faces. Sure, they try to sound tough with their "take back the shower" pitch making it sound like you're a sissy for using whatever kind of soap your wife may have in there, but they mask the fact that your paying 8 dollars for a bottle of fruity soap while your dad has used the same bar of Dial for the past two years.
We probably can't be like Spartan men, and Spartan men themselves may not have really been as tough as they were in the movie "300", but time has come for us to butch it up a little. We're turning into a generation of males that can't even change the tire on their car. This movie reminds us of that just a little bit.
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"Can't change a tire on a car?" I have a brother-in-law that painted the entire northern half of the country with this broad brush a few years ago. Pshaw! Men today can strip the lugs with the best of them.
You think some guy who logged trigger time in Stalingrad would think he was manly by switching out the rubber on his Kubelwagen? Heck no, he'd be the first guy on his cell phone these days. Why? Let some other poor sucker strip the skin off his fingers when they freeze to the rim.
That's called adaptation. It's what we men are best at.
Besides, the fruity soap makes me feel pretty.
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