Movie Review: Into the Wild

When I finished reading the book, I was one of those assholes that put it down and said, "What a fucking idiot!"
When the movie was over, I was one of those assholes that said, "Why are they making a movie about this fucking idiot?!"
Seriously, the only reason this is even a story is because of the bus. Without the bus you've got nothing. This idiot has to spend a few days in the wild for reals and he either dies and is never found or he turns around and goes home.
And how the fuck did that bus get there anyway? That's the story. That's what I want to know.

But a lot of people are impressed by this kid. What gives?

Your dad is a prick so you give away your money and live like a bum an do stupid stuff and quote Thoreau and suddenly you're better and smarter than everyone?
You live in a cave in Mexico for a month and you think you're tough?
He wasn't the first and won't be the last to be served a big fat piece of humble pie courtesy of the Great Northwest.

Besides arrogance and youth, his other problem is a lop sided education. He spent his time reading Thoreau, Tolstoy, and Jack London.
Where's the Bertrand Russell?! Where's the Shakespeare?!
Even the comedies will teach you the one thing you absolutely need to know.

It's not 'if' something will go wrong... it's 'when'.

Truth will not keep you warm and beauty won't satisfy hunger. Oh, and you might need a map and compass to find freedom, asshat!

It's not bad luck when a piano falls on someone's head and kills them.
They're lucky to have made it that far!
Disaster is waiting for you around the corner, you don't need bother going to find it.


All that aside... it's a good movie to see at the theater cos the scenery is spectacular.