• A cop once arrested a really bad guy and sent him to jail for a long time.
• Many years pass, and the bad guy is out of jail, back in town, and looking for the cop.
• The cop watches his back the entire episode, certain the bad guy is out for revenge.
• The cop and bad guy finally meet. The bad guy puts his hand in his pocket like he’s going to pull out a gun. Instead of a gun, he pulls out a bible.
• The bad guy says something nice about how the cop changed his life, and the cop’s faith in humanity is restored.
This plot line works for westerns and other genres that feature outlaws and peacekeepers.
This never happens on TV anymore unless you’re watching old reruns, snapshots of a time, not too long ago, in which mistakes were only stumbles on the path to restoration, not accumulating layers of tragic flaws that would eventually destroy the stumbler.
Sure, there’ve always been anti-heroes that invite a sort of reluctant admiration for being irredeemably evil (eg, Milton's Satan), but they have no quality outside of the reflection of Good they’re standing in.
We've lost the reflection, like silver backing rubbed off a mirror, or a pond so turbid all you see is undulating mud.
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It’s rather a deterioration in decency and moral bearings. Kindness, patience, tolerance have become quaint and naive.
I first experienced this with the film Spawn. I cut work with some colleagues and we went to a matinee showing. One of my coworkers idolized the graphic novels it was based on.
I didn't get it. Evil vs. evil? That’s like flavoring salt with salt. Yeah, you can do it, but what’s the point?
The same coworker was fond of Korn, two members of which have since become Christians.
(No connection, just an interesting aside. Sometimes those you think are utterly lost are just walking on the berm for a while.)
[2013-02-28]
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