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Bad Guys in Real Life, Goodfellas in the Movies There is a thin line between “good” and “bad”. A narrow space between the two that I believe relates indirectly with the thin line separating art from life. What is art? Is it not, in a sense, a way of life? If “good” and “bad” and art and life relate to each other in some odd, but interesting way, then how can we define “good” art and “bad” art? In a picture, when there is someone bleeding, we understand that there is some kind of pain involved. Pain not necessarily felt, but pain that is understood. To me, it seems that some of America’s society is similarly as blood thirsty as the historical Rome. When we think of this Rome we think of arenas filled with citizens gawking at gladiator games where men fought lions or each other to the death. Today’s audience may have replaced the arena with a theater, a living room or even present day arenas for modern day games. Is it safe to say that parents teaching their children to not steal, that killing is wrong or that any money not earned legitimately is “dirty money”, are the parents enjoying the bloody boxing matches or gangster movies? Is it ok to say that America’s interest’s lye not only in a bulky economy, but that we’ll take whatever means necessary to maintain that? More importantly, are we willing to risk contaminating a young wo/man’s mind or a child’s mind in order to stabilize economy?
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