First off I want to say how sick I am of being flooded with overused terminology and the majority of reasons for both justification or disapproval. People on one side use the term "closure" - which makes no sense to me as friends and family members have been removed permanently from the earth prematurely. On the other side, the argument "two wrongs don't make a right" is often spoken, but that's a pretty empty statement when just tossed around like the tired old proverb it is.
The death penalty is wrong: as we owe an intangible knowledge our families, our children and future generations, to closely examine people who have been produced by our own society. We need to be responsible for our own products, our own actions, our own people, and find out what needs to change in order to raise our children to benefit the world they are a part of. It's a shame sociologists, psychologists, biologists and other scientists will not have McVeigh as a specimen to poke, prod, pick at for years, use for research and learn from. The man was willing to die from the beginning, knowing full well what he was in for. He met the fate he chose six years ago this past Monday. He chose his destiny and they gave him what he wanted. He was not punished, we all were.
To use a word commonly
used by my friend Jeremy, I would call this one "Crap-tacular!" While
this film showed promise with a plot based on the mysterious filming of
the classic "Nosferatu" and a cast including Eddie Izzard, Willem Dafoe
and Udo Kier, it started off bad and got worse. The accents were
terrible and disgustingly mismatched, both American and English actors
clumsily fumbled through the German tongue, John Malkovich being the
biggest offender, slipping in and out of his accent faster than you can
say "Robin Hood." The continuity problems were an eyesore, with
different typings of "Orlock," a seeminly endless ladder walk and
mismatched cigarette positions. Most important of all, the story was
shit, leaving holes everywhere in the plot. The warning signs were all
here however. First off: Executive Producer Nicolas Cage—they must have
shopped this one around quite a bit before landing on somebody as rich
and inexperienced as Cage. Next up was the single preview syndrome—if
you only see one preview over and over again then even the promotions
team couldn't find any better clips to show. (I did want to spank
everybody who laughed at the "I'll eat her later" line, since
everybody's heard it a million times by now.) And finally: director
Edmund Elias Merhige. While he may have been praised for 1991's
"Begotten" for his stylish imitation of classic black-and-white film,
he hasn't directed anything else, automatically qualifying him for the
"discount director" award. Stay far away or go rent Ed Wood.