by Brad Nelson 3/4/14
I don’t usually watch the Oscars. And rarely do I watch first-run movies (the culture having become so inane). But I heard that Matthew McConaughey won the best actor Oscar, so I thought I’d take a look at this movie. I liked McConaughey in Sahara, to name one of his films.
Let me sum this movie up: It’s the embodiment of the condescending liberal “compassionate” stare (Jennifer Garner should get an Oscar for this alone) at those who are not as enlightened as they are….in movie form. (And prescription strength!)
This is kiddie porn for the liberal mindset. What could be more titillating than a “redneck” getting the AIDs virus and overcoming all his bigotries and misconceptions (all gays are good, all heterosexual white males are bigots) to become a full part of the liberal “compassionate” world where everyone is a victim?
Aside from that, this is a pretty boring movie. And I won’t say anything against Matthew McConaughey except that had Lassie starred in this role, she would have been given an Oscar. It was, once again, the subject matter, not the acting, that gained Matthew the Oscar. Someday a film like this could be part of an official and mandatory government “Re-education Camp” regimen. For now, this stuff is mostly voluntary.
But Matthew should be given some kind of Weight Watchers award at the very least. How he lost that kind of weight to make this movie is anyone’s guess. And it is certainly haunting to look at him as his health deteriorates. And it’s not that he doesn’t do a good job. I think he does a fine job. But is this really an Oscar-worthy performance? I think it was more a matter of the type of role he was playing.
Just remember before watching this: Gay is good and AIDS is a victim’s virus, not a completely preventable disease. Imagine if the resources that went into these soft propaganda films went into films promoting sexual responsibility and restraint.
The “non-judgmentalism” that predominates today condemns people to either disease or destructive lifestyles. But it’s great for propping up the feel-good narcissism where it can be illustrated (at no cost to themselves) how much people “care.” But might the actual and truly caring person (as seen in one scene) have been the father who looked down on his son’s playing the part of a transvestite (and who died from it)? Just a thought.
After the initial setup, at the forty-three minute mark the movie turns from a victim-of-the-week movie to a sort of Odd Couple type of movie wherein McConaughey (in partnership with a transvestite) starts to sell illegal (and supposedly helpful) drugs to those with AIDS. And this leads us then to the homophobe “fish out of water” movie in which McConaughey is hawking his hopefully curative drugs in gay bars, etc., to people he heretofore would never have mixed with. (Yep. This is an “immersion” movie. You are purposefully being immersed just by watching it. Have fun! And wear some protection!)
Mixed in with all this is a health nut movie where we get into the virtues of these drugs rather than those other drugs. This gets a bit tedious, especially the self-righteousness that is constantly on display. (Yes, I know that this movie is based on a true story, but these aspects are not reduced much by knowing it.) This also becomes a sort of anti-FDA movie as well. The FDA is “the man” getting in the way of cures (no doubt because they are all homophobes).
Eventually, McConaughey becomes a sort of drug-dealing Robin Hood as he goes to Mexico to get drugs that can’t be legally acquired in the U.S. and sells them (at $400 per subscription — this is the “Buyers Club” aspect). And it’s a profitable business indeed.
By the end of the movie, you should have come to also understand that cross-dressers are people too. Jared Leto looks suitably bizarre in his (her?) dress. People are raving at his performance. But is it the performance that is so good or just that this rather bizarre fetish is being mainstreamed? I think the latter.
And libertarians will especially love Dallas Buyers Club. Morals take a complete back seat to the market, at least from McConaughey’s point of view.
Missing completely from this movie is anyone looking on from the sidelines and rolling their eyes a little at all this…unless you include me in the audience. One wonders if this underclass of people aided and abetted by this non-judgmental shtick wouldn’t be better served if traditional moral values were instilled in them. What many of these people need is a good mental health professional or someone telling them “Don’t do that.”
The message that you should get form this type of movie is that gender-bending is not inherently healthy. Instead, you get a “gays are victims” movie-of-the-week with McConaughey looking suitably pathetic. Your heartstrings aren’t tugged. They stick a heavy chain on them and stretch them taut with a 4 x 4.
Now, that’s not to say that anything portrayed is not a human tragedy. It is. As to whether this movie is cinematically interesting, I found this to be more of a TV-grade melodrama than anything else.
So, make of this movie what you will. But if you’re looking for an evening of entertaining drama, this isn’t it. It ultimately feels like one of those over-the-top Boston Legal “nag” episodes. Instead of blaming the FDA or authorities, how about these people stop doing drugs, stop having anal sex, and start getting some help from mental health professionals for the various bizarre perversions or inclinations. Instead, those who engage in extremely reckless behavior ask us all to treat them as victims. I just can’t buy into that philosophy.