“Um, dude, that’s a pseudocumentary at best.”
“So, I just saw Michael Moore’s latest pseudocumentary. That thing was just loaded with fear music.”
. Uses logical leaps to connect unrelated events that create an over-arching narrative that, in turn, supports a nebulous conclusion.
Uses panning overhead shots of American suburbia.
Uses vintage footage of UNIVAC computers, prozac capsules, Air Force personnel firing missiles, a smiling blonde woman, the Bikini Atoll tests, Gadaff, Reagan, Saddam Hussein and Tony Blair.
Uses Beethoven’s 7th or Philip Glass’ Pruit Igoe to usher a sense of techno-fear and existential foreboding.
Tries to incorporate computers, Utopia, Prozac, Psychiatry, Market-driven political policy, suicide bombers and Tony Blair into some overrarching ‘scheme’
Appeals to left-leaning, chin-stroking hipsters pseuds fond of using the Courtier’s Reply – ‘ you just don’t get it’.
Bus Driver; Oh yeah, and somehow get poor man’s Nietzsche Ayn Rand shoehorned in, along with Gadaffi, Brexit and the Smurfs in for good measure. No thanks fella, i have better stuff to watch than a pseudocumentary. He-Man is on Netflix