Review of Pump Up the Volume (2001) by Gordon T — 01 Aug 2010

Guys, its next to impossible now to upload anymore slides to my ?museum?

I?M MOVING . . .

my ?Daily Slide Shows? to You tube dot com.

At the height of my NINE THOUSAND FIVE HUNDRED plus slide museum, I attracted about Fifty-Eight Thousand different viewers.

And then . . . someone, in their divine wisdom, has made it VERY, VERY, VERY difficult for me to upload pictures of what?s going-on in my mind . . .

At least with you tube dot com, I can present my slides AND accompanying music AND clips of the stuff I?m thinking about.

Endings Give-way to new beginnings.

Here are the lyrics for PUMP UP THE VOLUME . . .

(Its an AWESOME MOVIE, a little to ?1990s? thus pessimistic for my tastes but still a one hundred PERCENT; I remember reading that Samantha Mathis was in-love with River Phoenix at the time and that Christian Slater was her ex-boyfriend and she wouldn?t do a kissing-scene with Christian Slater).

Pump up the Volume is a morality play about the dangers of Youths? influence over other youths. Christian Slater?s radio show becomes too influential over his classmates? lives (one kid kills himself while listening to Christian Slater?s radio-show). The Federal Communication Commission sends The Feds after Christian Slater because he became too powerful in influencing the thoughts of his classmates.

My family pointed-out that The Feds should have shot and killed Christian Slater at the end and that Christian Slater?s peaceful (and non-tragic) surrender was uncharacteristically upbeat for the ?dark, pessimistic? tone of the movie.

I sense a definite difference between teen-comedies of the 1980s and the teen-comedies of the 1990s and I really don?t care for the ?pessimism? (for lack of a better term) I feel in the 1990s teen movies.

I just LOVE Christian Slater?s theme music that was NOT included on the original soundtrack whose lyrics appear below.

"Everybody Knows".

By Leonard Cohen.

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded.

Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed.

Everybody knows that the war is over.

Everybody knows the good guys lost.

Everybody knows the fight was fixed.

The poor stay poor, the rich get rich.

That's how it goes.

Everybody knows.

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking.

Everybody knows that the captain lied.

Everybody got this broken feeling.

Like their father or their dog just died.

Everybody talking to their pockets.

Everybody wants a box of chocolates.

And a long stem rose.

Everybody knows.

Everybody knows that you love me baby.

Everybody knows that you really do.

Everybody knows that you've been faithful.

Ah give or take a night or two.

Everybody knows you've been discreet.

But there were so many people you just had to meet.

Without your clothes.

And everybody knows.

Everybody knows, everybody knows.

That's how it goes.

Everybody knows.

Everybody knows, everybody knows.

That's how it goes.

Everybody knows.

And everybody knows that it's now or never.

Everybody knows that it's me or you.

And everybody knows that you live forever.

Ah when you've done a line or two.

Everybody knows the deal is rotten.

Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton.

For your ribbons and bows.

And everybody knows.

And everybody knows that the Plague is coming.

Everybody knows that it's moving fast.

Everybody knows that the naked man and woman.

Are just a shining artifact of the past.

Everybody knows the scene is dead.

But there's gonna be a meter on your bed.

That will disclose.

What everybody knows.

And everybody knows that you're in trouble.

Everybody knows what you've been through.

From the bloody cross on top of Calvary.

To the beach of Malibu.

Everybody knows it's coming apart.

Take one last look at this Sacred Heart.

Before it blows.

And everybody knows.

Everybody knows, everybody knows.

That's how it goes.

Everybody knows.

Oh everybody knows, everybody knows.

That's how it goes.

Everybody knows.

Everybody knows.

(totally).