While talking to a friend, I began to wonder why I have started enjoying so much of popcorn movies and literature lately...
I think there's stuff that appeals to us for the sake of entertainment, making us laugh, helping us have a good time, but making sure we are always safely tucked in our comfort zones, telling us things we already know in a funny funny manner. We totally totally need this at times, at the end of a tiring or bad day at office, during a low phase, sometimes in a unfettered state of mind, at a content phase of life...just like we need comfort food...
Some of this popular stuff also appeals to something primal, very basic within us...
And there are times when we must push ourselves out of our comfort zones, develop tastes for music that we think is unacceptable to our palletes, read unpalpable pages of a book before we can used to a style, drowsily struggle with abstraction trying our best not to lose patience...
But there is a high at the end of it (Not always, sometimes, sometimes really rarely), the adrenaline rush, the 'fuck, fuck, fuck' expression, and realisations that pull us to another world...
2 comments:
love it :)
although i did not understand the title completely. unbuttered popcorn is healthy i say! (Straight face)
so the healthy food is also unpalatable right!? mostly... sometimes... ?
You are treading towards that vast landscape of middlebrow if this piece's second half is any indication :)
Nowadays, everyone is hellbent on proving Socrates wrong when he said that there is something inherently wrong with everything that is popular. It's sad that people don't push themselves to read prose when Chetan Bhagat sack of chicken feed caters to their primal needs.
To each to his own is such a feeble explanation for the junta's pop preferences
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