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Markie Mark Wahlberg does it again, another celebration of good times with social misfits (ala Boogie Nights) in his latest comedy, Rock Star.
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Rock Star, Mark Walhberg's latest screen epic, is a headbanger's fantasy. What young heavy metal fan, spending all his waking time listening to and playing his favorite band's music, doesn't dream of being tapped to play in his favorite band. Mark Walhberg, of the large phallus in Boogie Nights is the Rock Star singer, Chris "Izzy" Coles, while Jennifer Aniston is evanescent as his manager girlfriend.
Rock Star is thinly based on the dismissal of lead singer Rob Halford from the British heavy metal band Judas Priest and replacement by a singer in a tribute band, supposedly for reasons of Halford's homosexual orientation. In reality, the dismissal of Halford was just another manipulative action by the homosexual lobby, and the film Rock Star is just one long commercial for the homosexual lifestyle, aimed at the most sexually confused segment of teenagers, heavy metal fans. To begin with, the realization that Rob Halford, the deux ex machina of Rock Star, is a homosexual was surely no surprise to any astute observer of the metal music scene. He was British, had a leather and motorcycle fetish, and was in a heavy metal band. While any one of these characteristics is only mildly indicative of homosexual tendencies, the four together are surely a flaming sign of homosexuality. His bandmates, spending months upon months on tour with Rob, in close quarters, must have surely realized his preference for young men, as opposed to young groupie women, was more than just a typical public school holdover that most Brits have. Indeed, the true reason for Rob's dismissal was the unwanted attention his predilections were having in the American market. But like any good conspiracy, a minor setback is only a minor setback, and they proceed again after a short time. Thus, Rock Star, a 1 hour 40 minute commercial for the homosexual lifestyle. Picking Mark Walhberg was a masterstroke. Fresh off his hit movie advocating bestiality, he's obviously comfortable with deviant acts. Not only does he have adequate chops for the singing parts (learned in the pretty boy band New Kids on the Block), he's a homoerotic icon, due to his Calvin Klein underwear ads and his artificially elongated phallus in Boogie Nights. Ostensibly, the intended audience is supposed to want to be Mark, subconsciously, they want to be with Mark, carnally. Targeting the latently homosexual teenage heavy metal audience is another masterstroke. When most teens should be involved in developing a healthy attitude towards the other sex by engaging in athletic contests and community service, metalheads are taught to channel their raging hormones into aggression and perversion. The subtext of the movie involved Chris "Izzy" Coles leaving his girlfriend, trying to substitute cheap, drug induced one night stands with groupies for her honest affections, and realizing his true happiness lies with his male companions.
Until the day Hollywood releases rocking movies with good American, Christian heavy metal bands like Stryper, I can only hope my right thinking brethren can reach enough of these vulnerable teenage metalheads and keep them from seeing movies of this vomitous ilk. If we can just save a few more boys from the recruiting tactics of the vast homosexual conspiracy, so much heartache will be prevented. |