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Not the holiday. The movie. WILL SMITH: "Welcome to Erfff." *punches alien in the face*
I happened to watch basically the entire thing over the weekend, because sometimes I do that. There's a scene as we are reaching the climactic battle that I had never really thought about before, but stuck out like a sore thumb now. Maybe it's because I hadn't seen it in awhile, in the post-Iraq, post-Katrina, post-Bush era.
Jeff Goldblum has just pulled an all-nighter programming a computer virus that, when uploaded from his Mac to the alien computers, will take down their shields (what a programmer! I've spent longer getting a printer driver installed.) Their bold plan in place, the rag-tag American forces at Area 51 start sending out the word to the rest of the world.
Setting: somewhere in the desert, British and Arab forces have amassed.
BRITISH SOLDIER: "We've got a signal coming in over the wires, old Morse code. It's the Americans! They say they've got a plan.
BRITISH COMMANDER: "Well its about bloody time."
The Americans have a plan! Well, it's about bloody time, chaps! Time to put down each other cocks, since we, the rest of the world, couldn't possibly have the brain power, gumption, and sticktoitiveness to combat these pesky aliens! We are an entire world full of useless children who sit around waiting for President Bill Pullman, HERO FIGHTER PILOT, to save us!
These two lines, spoken by fake British soldiers, sum up entirety of American post-WWII foreign policy. Korea. Vietnam. Kuwait. Iraq. Afghanistan. (Libya?) We're America. We have to do something. WELCOME TO ERRFFF.
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