We’d like to think in this modern age of information that prejudice is a thing of the past; but with the war on Johnny Foreigner or ‘’immigration’’, incitement of class hatred with lurid stories of benefit cheats, racial profiling, and religious hatred worthy of the dark ages, we are proving that, no matter how much we evolve and educate ourselves, as a species we are nothing more than fools, easily manipulated and prone to mob mentality.
With the recent controversy of the fact that western governments are starting to treat the LBGT community as equal human beings by allowing them to marry, we’ve all been enlightened by the way that our peers have reacted to the media coverage, and sometimes it hasn’t been a positive experience.
People that I assumed to be rational and open minded were spouting bible quotes and displaying a level of judgement that was shocking to me, and completely changed my own perception of them in the process.
“It’s Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve.’’
Really dude? You’ve been a card carrying atheist for as long as I’ve known you, but you just pulled a one eighty and joined the Westboro Baptist Church? Fred Phelps bites the big one, making everyone a bigot as his legacy to the world.
The ones that I can’t get my head around though, are the members of the gay community that are against being given the right to marry. Being gay and saying that gay marriage is wrong is the most ridiculous and irresponsible attitude to have. You’re basically declaring to the world that your sexual preference makes you unequal and undeserving of the same rights the rest of society is entitled to. That’s like being Jewish and joining the I Heart Hitler fan club. (I think Nigel Farage and Nick Griffin are co-founders.)
Unless you’re in a same sex relationship, this really doesn’t affect your life, neither does someone speaking a different language on the bus that you can’t eavesdrop on (because duh, it’s noneya business), or a lady walking down the street wearing a burka.
Your business is just that, and everyone else’s is none of yours. It really is that simple.
Skeletons is about a Pulitzer Prize winning journalist, who moves to a small town in New England after a heart attack, to take it easy. Not so easy when he gets embroiled in the case of a gay man accused of murdering his lover, and a town that’s willing to do anything to keep their secrets hidden.
Dee Wallace, Christopher Plummer, and James Coburn are just a few of the actors that make pretty impressive casting for this little known made for TV movie.
Sometimes cheesy, sporadically scary and even quite poignant in parts, I was pleasantly surprised by how entertaining I found the film. It’s very nineties, in a predictable, yet fun approach to a story that’s been done before, but manages to evolve into eighties silliness by the somewhat damp squib of an ending. It does take itself a little too seriously in parts, and though the subject matter is quite dark at times, I feel an injection of light humour could have been the extra ingredient that could have made this a really great film. As it stands, Skeletons is average, but decent. It’s definitely nothing to write home about, but enjoyable for what it was.