Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Marcy's (me) Interactive Massage Parlors and Cinema

"When a woman becomes a scholar, there is usually something wrong with her sex organs." Friedrich Nietzsche

Marcythewhore says: No, Gentle Fucked Up Readers, I didn’t want to talk about Friedrich Nietzsche. I was merely trying to sound like an intellectual and remembered who it is that reads my columns.

I will instead talk about Interactive Massage Parlors and Cinema. For those of you who don’t know what a massage parlor is, what the hell are you doing reading my advice column.

For those of you who don’t know what Interactive Cinema is, well dear gentle fucked up readers, marcy (me) is going to tell you. Remember movies of the past when you paid x amount of dollars and sat in the Cineplex eating popcorn while being entertained until your brain turns to mulch. You had a beginning, a middle and an end of a movie laid out for you so that you didn’t even have to think how they did that with special effects. It just happened on the screen and you could leave the theater able to say that you saw the movie.

The catch word is ‘saw’ the movie.

You didn’t make the movie. You didn’t edit the movie. You didn’t even appear in the movie as an extra. You were entertained.

Interactive Cinema is the movie of the future where the audience gets involved. For example, you go to see the Interactive Version of Nightmare on Elm Street. When the actor is going to walk into a dark room, and you know that Freddy Kruger is there waiting for her, you scream at the screen, “Don’t go in there!”

It’s like an Interactive Video game, except this is a movie. The actress here’s you scream and she doesn’t go into the dark room to be shredded by Freddy Kruger.

Of course this presents a problem because if you, the audience, have told the actor not ot go into the dark room, well, the actor has to do something alternative to keep the story going. Now it’s up to you, the audience en masse, to keep the movie going.

So, some sadistic bloodthirsty beast in the audience stands up and yells, “Don’t listen to these assholes! Go into that dark room!”

Okay, the actor is standing there staring out at the audience like she’s in a 3-D movie and not knowing what to do next. Does she go into the dark room or does she wait for further instructions to do something else.

Next it is up to the audience to build a quorum of those who want the actress to go into the dark room versus those who want the actress to go to Iraq instead.

Remember this, dear Interactive Audience of the future, it’s up to you whether this actress gets an academy award nomination nod.

Anyway, Marcy (me) will be showing interactive cinema at her chain of Chicago based massage parlors. If you want to see your favorite actress get nude and maybe masturbate for you or something, rather than go into a dark room, here is your chance………..marcythewhore

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