There are movies which have more or less obscured red pill messages – consider Pirates of the Caribbean; other movies offer an alternative reading – consider Ex Machina. Yet in the long run, it is frustrating to live the life of a hidden revolutionary who has to pick up breadcrumbs of satisfaction only not to starve, wishing for one big, tasty meal that is not poisoned with leftist propaganda and weakling sentiment.
Yes, there are good meals out there. A couple not-to-be-ever-known DVD releases and edgy series like Breaking Bad or Sons of Anarchy. But one lusts for being swept away by a great production without the stress of worrying about one’s sanity.
Jurassic World is that great production.
Women are no gods in Jurassic World
It is clear from the very first scenes of the movie that the male protagonists are no pussy slaves.
When Zach, a teenage boy, is told goodbye by his girlfriend, he is little more than annoyed over her sentimentality and his parents both mock him over the heartbreak he must feel.
When he and his brother are picked up by the smoking hot brunette who is supposed to take care of them, all Zach can think of is how to get rid of her. He is completely immune to her beauty.
When Claire, the main female protagonist, tries to resemble the we-can-do-it lady and energetically takes off her sweater and knots it over her stomach, exposing her breasts, and proudly stares at alpha Owen, he looks over her body without flinching and asks her what that gesture is supposed to mean.
Little life lessons
A lot of the storyline is concerned with interpersonal and – if I may say so – intersaural relationships. I don’t want to spoil your experience, so I’ll let most of it for you to discover.
Just a few tidbits.
The Indominus Rex, the antagonist of the movie, is a genetically engineered monster with all abilities it could wish for, yet has been left to grow up alone inside a prison, only to be occasionally fed by a crane. Without guidance, it sees no other purpose in life than to go on a rampage. Having grown up without a father, I can relate to that kind of rage. A non-human mad antagonist you can actually empathize with. Eat that.
Owen has a hard time convincing his boss Hoskins that his Velociraptors can not simply be controlled and used. His and theirs is a relationship based on respect. While that branch of the story is a bit preachy and has some man-shouldn’t-tamper-with-nature elements, it is not hard to relate to the felt ignorance of leaders who think of people as little more than cattle who need to eat – be bribed with social welfare – and submit to an arbitrary system that gives them too little back to be happy, leaving them to wonder: What the fuck am I putting up with this for?
When little Gray is worried about his parents breaking up and says he doesn’t want it, his big brother does the right thing and tells him that he has no say in it and you don’t always get what you want in life. He doesn’t say it in a nihilistic or disillusioned way – he says it like a strong man who teaches his little brother to be strong.
In a moment of danger, Claire lies to Gray in order to comfort him. Zach shouts at her and commands her not to lie to Gray, to which Claire responds with: It’s okay to lie to people when they are scared.
It would be too much to say that Claire is Owen’s love interest in the movie. He wants to fuck her and he is unapologetic and at the same time indifferent about it from the get go. When Claire tells him that she didn’t want to see him anymore because of his lack of style in clothing, it is too much to say that Owen passes her shit test by declaring her stupid – he simply doesn’t give a shit what she thinks.
He doesn’t leave out chances to mock her.
From the beginning to the end, Owen’s sexual interest towards Claire is – surprisingly for a Hollywood movie – unneedy and never the focus of the movie. One isn’t left to wonder whether they will be together, because trough Owen’s perspective, one doesn’t care. It’s simply the most natural and most unimportant thing in the world.
The only thing I was afraid of during the movie was that Owen would, in the end, learn some kind of stupid lesson to ‘respect’ Claire and become soft. Do not be worried. Do not fear sulkiness over a woman in this movie.
This movie does practically everything right. I don’t like the slight preachiness regarding genetics, but I can easily forgive that in view of the strong male role models the movie portrays.
Who would not want a father like Owen?
In one scene, the movie even tempts you to be weak and hope for a sacrificing beta schlob to get some. Well, think again. Jurassic World disabuses you of Hollywood weakness.
And how can you hate a movie that was called sexist by Joss Whedon, the writer of The Avengers, who is proud of always putting a strong female lead into his movies, resulting in the questionable joy of seeing thin lewd things beat up big men. If there were more movies like Jurassic World, there would really be no more reason left for men to go watch that kind of brainwashing in order to have that one satisfying meal occasionally.
If you haven’t seen this movie yet, go watch it. It’s a little bit brave to write an article about red pill knowledge; but it’s a real achievement to create a movie that can actually do a lot of good to those who are most suggestible: Those growing up in today’s culture and in dire need for strong male role models.