#39: Con Air Face Off: Being-Toward-Explosion

“I want to take his face… OFF!” screams Sean Archer acting as Caster Troy as portrayed by Nicolas Cage as portrayed by John Travolta. The fact that sentences like this accurately describe scenes from John Woo’s Face/Off indicate the truly special nature of this 1997 Hollywood action film. But do not take this for a standard Hollywood action film, listener. For as we discover in this snob, Face/Off is in fact one of the most Chinese films ever made. 

How does Con Air fit in? Well, it also stars Nicolas Cage, it’s also an action movie, and it also came out in 1997. While it may be a lot less Chinese than Face/Off, it still stars Steve Buscemi. This is a movie that is as Amurrikan as it gets. And that’s not just because Nicolas Cage has long flowing locks. It’s also because Jerry Bruckheimer has long flowing locks. (Keep in mind, listener, this film came out before Jerry B. was absorbed into his dominant personality, known now as “Michael Bay”.) It’s also because there’s a lot of explosions, strange/misplaced humor, John Malkovich, and a very angry Colm Meaney. What a meanie! 

So join us in this mashup of iconic 90s action movies, listener. Whether we are talking about Cameron Poe, Castor Troy, Cameron Troy, or Castor Poe, you can never be sure whether or not we are really talking about Sean Archer, ready to impale us with a Scientology harpoon at any second. In our Heideggarian mission, we are riding this 90s action movie ship in our inevitable Being-Toward-Explosion. What kind of explosion culminates it all? Well, that depends on how Chinese you are willing to get. 

May we all be receptive to the presence of the Tao. 

Episode Progression:
3:25: Shout-outs
8:20 : Con Air
46:00 : Face/Off

#38: The Sandlot

Patrick Renna, played by a young Matt White

The Sandlot. Part baseball love story, part sexist manifesto for young boys. Perhaps even the root of the male perception that has prevented girls from playing ball for years. These hermeneutics are largely accepted as the limits of this 1993 film. 

Darth Vader in The Sandlot

But on today’s episode, we travel beyond the limits of these hermeneutics and unpack just how American this film truly is. From a Mexican kid named Benjamin Franklin to a neighbor named Darth Vader, this film serves as an allegory for the young psyche developing beyond the fears that contain it. Our collective dreams, captured in “this magic moment”, mystically intertwined with America’s (sexist) pastime and the progression from primitive culture into industry: it’s all here, packaged together in a film that stars both Patrick Renna, Private Cowboy, and Babe Ruth (aka John Goodman). And all of it stands before the great Hercules, the most powerful archetype of them all. 

Join us, listener, on this wayward adventure through a classic American film. Let us never forget Scotty “Smalls”, nor let us forget the grandiose stache of Benny “The Jet” in the wake of his stealing home in the big game. The big game for us? Life, my friend. Let us live it. Let us all retire into the tranquility of The Sandlot, with Hercules, Vader, and John Goodman at our side.   

The Jet's 'stache, after he stole home

#37: The Patriot and Heidegger: Dasein in a Cinematic Universe

Cue a soft score by John Williams. And now, idyllic shots of the American South. And next comes, almost there, here it comes, Mel Gibson butchering men!

                                   Dasein Getting Angry

All men are created equal, according to the Declaration of Independence (Day). But some men have a Cherokee tomahawk.  Our man with the 'hawk is Benjamin Martin, widowed father of seven, rocking chair enthusiast. All he wants is to live the simple life of a non-slave owning plantation cropper. Sweet as Carolina tea! But whispers are afoot. The cantankerous whispers of revolution. 

Because of fucking dickheads like Colonel Tavington, Benjamin Martin is forced into war, where he becomes almost as full of rage as Mel Gibson. Out to avenge his son and usher in a new era of democracy, Martin goes on the warpath.

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   Early Footage Of William Wallace, Star Of The Patriot

Aided by his French buddy Jean, his son Heath Ledger, and Harvard graduate Donal Logue, Gibson turns a rag tag group of brothel patrons and church goers into such a ghostly platoon that Tom Wilkinson nearly shits his fancy British man dress.

The rustics in this movie might be inept, but guess what isn't? The filmmaking. Our personal friend, Roland Emmerich, once again proves he understands the American psyche as only one steeped in German philosophy could! With a brilliant score by John Will and a fun screenplay from a man who is not Randal Wallace, we get The Patriot.

 #Heidegger, Primary Influence Of The Patriot

Listener, open Sein ears, lend them to me. You will actually laugh at parts of this movie, and you might cry too (just as Gibson does so well (not a joke, the man can act-cry)).  So plug those earphones in and ready your bayonets, for many laughs are on the way!