This foreign guy Yor responds to the review of Unbreakable by Death Rock and Nice Alice. I'm not sure why he directs it to the editor and not the writers of the piece. It is also odd that he seems to think the editor's view of the movie is that of both Death Rock's and Nice Alice's, who have very different opinions on the movie. So when he uses the pronoun 'your' in his last paragraph, I am a bit confused to who he means. I believe he means me, 'the editor', yet he is arguing against Death Rock's view of the film. I wonder if he also believed Karen Berger's beliefs were those espoused by Neil Gaiman's Sandman. 


Dear Editor,

The dialogue between Nice Alice and the other foul-mouthed man, Mr. Death Rock, regarding their discussion of Unbreakable was interesting, but unclear. Do you agree with the movie's premise that we are defined by our opposites? Or is one's identity known intrinsically? And why must one be called "sad and needy" by consulting others to help clarify one's own identity? (I found it ironic that Death Rock found the most pleasure in drinking "like a Mexican whore." Is he not relying upon the identity of a stereotype to define his desire? You would think someone so critical of Mr. Unbreakable's search for happiness and identity would choose his words more carefully.) It seems he has many issues, but alas, this is not the focus of my letter.

I thought the movie was better than you give it credit for, particularly how Mr. Glass dropped hints about his true identity, such as his name being very suggestive of a comic book figure, his eyes and his head being disproportionately large to the rest of his body (as he explains the villain's traits earlier), and how he tells Mr. Unbreakable several times that they are on the opposite ends of the spectrum (implying not only in terms of strength, but in ethics). Most important, though, is how Mr. Glass values a knowledge of his own identity above that of the welfare of others. He commits terrorist acts to discover someone who will help him find his identity, and by doing so, reveals himself as a moral relativist (not to mention a murderer).

Furthermore, Mr. Death Rock's nihilism ("there ain't no meanin' for nobody") aligns itself nicely with Mr. Glass, and contradicts his [Mr. Rock's] strongly held assertions. Despite the moral relativity Rock espouses, he goes on to impose his moral relativity on Mr. Unbreakable's supposedly doomed search for meaning, by criticizing the mere attempt.

Why do you consider it a weakness for someone to search for one's identity using comic books or religion, when you later imply that one is entitled to use any means necessary and use as much time as necessary? Are you so jaded as to believe because you have not discovered your identity, your peace, that others are incapable of the same?

Yor Noslekas


  "Dude, is that how you see the world? Either this or that? 'Do you agree with the movie's premise that we are defined by our opposites? Or is one's identity known intrinsically?' Yer treadin' on the path of the severely beaten if yer suggestin' I'm defined by Bon Jovi. So, no I ain't agreein' with the premise of the movie. But that don't mean I suddenly agree with your only other belief of the way things can be. Known intrinsically? That can't be, Mr. Noslekas (look, Alice, I'm being polite and reasonable!). If I were raised in a friggin' dark room, I'm guessin' I wouldn't be the same person. I wouldn't know I like to drink like a Mexican Whore or kick ass or rock until someone's head explodes. But I also have a feelin', bein' who I am, I'd kick the fuckin' shit outta the walls a' that dark room and that the Duke boys would have a fuckin' hoe-down on whoever first opened the door to that room. I guess I couldn't call 'em the duke boys though. Maybe the Pleasure Givers. Yeah, that's what they'd be.

"Now, I weren't callin' Mr. Unbreakable sad and needy cause he needed to consult others to help clarify his identity. I called him sad and needy cause he finds himself in a weakened spiritual state after the train wreck and buys into some obviously insane clown who is completely obsessed with comic books. Like I alluded to in my review, Mr. Noslekas, Mr. Unbreakable would have been guzzlin' Kool-Aid at Jonestown if Mr. Glass had gone the obsessed religious angle. It ain't about being defined by metaphor, simile, allusion or allegory that I's got a problem with. The problem is fallin' into another man's obsession and buying in to that obsession. Mr. Glass was a nutcase. He defined himself long before Mr. Unbreakable came on the scene. He just had no faith. He were a convert that needed that glimpse 'a God before he could really believe. So he was weak. And Mr. Unbreakable was needy. He shoulda been listening to his kid who thought he was a hero long before this nobody Mr. Glass came around. And you, Mr. Noslekas, should meet my Dukes just for makin' me utter the fact that someone should listen to their kid.

"I ain't got a problem with the whole Mr. Glass subtle revelation of who he really is thing. But I think that argues my point better than yours. He's already defined. He don't need this joker security guard to do that.

"And Mr. Glass ain't really a nihilist, is he? He believes in a very specific paradigm of the world, doesn't he? In his mind, he knows what's what and how things work. The movie tries to make you think his comic book view is right because there was an opposite of him out there. But just suppose Mr. Unbreakable never friggin' appears, hunh? Mr. Glass is the same guy he's always been. A lost boy turned terrorist. And he ain't changed his stupid ass comic book world view. And I ain't criticizing the 'mere attempt' at finding meaning. I'm criticizing the buying into another person's obsessed view that is Mr. Unbreakable's entire search for meaning. You seem to have bought into this too, eh? Seems to me an insult to wives and children everywhere that this movie is sayin' a jerk off can only be happy with his family after he becomes a hero. Not that I think anybody with a wife and child SHOULD be happy.

"And to answer your last paragraph, I ain't sure I said it's a weakness to use comic books or religion or anything, actually (although it is pretty gay). To repeat, it is the obsession of seeing things in only one set of terms that is weak. Mr. Glass only saw the world through the pages of a comic book. This made him weak. There is no searching or questioning when you don't go further than a one source research paper. And whaddya mean, I ain't discovered my identity! I'm friggin' Death Rock, dude. Seems odd that ya didn't throw all your big words around tryin' to make some sort of pseudonym equals identity type argument." 


  "Oh! Boo hoo. My words can't be pink here! *sniff* Anyway, is Deathy gone? I hope so cause I liked this movie! I think people need other people. How would I know that it's nice to be nice if there was nobody to be nice to? This movie was about the loss of spirituality and meaning in a modern world. Mr. Glass is frightened by everything around him that could easily destroy his fragile body. So he finds a Book that leads him to strength. That book is Active Comics! He hears its message and goes forth into the world, well, not make it a better place, exactly. Hmm. Maybe it's not such a nice spiritual message after all. This Book he finds isn't about being nice to others at all! It's about making him more secure about himself and his place in the world. Well, that's pretty selfish. That mean old Mr. Glass. But then, he's the villain, so let me concentrate on the hero.

"Mr. Unbreakable has lost his spirituality! His life is meaningless and mundane in this modern world where disasters claim lots of lives. But then he lives through one! Survivor's guilt and the search for meaning and something beyond death envelope his perceptions! He is in a very weak and spiritually insecure moment in his life. Questions abound! Why is he here and all that! And then he hears the message of a man who has found meaning in the Book! And his life is altered beyond compare. His worldly life is suddenly on track (OH! That's a mean pun!) because of this evil, selfish man. Hmm. Is it nice to get a good message from a bad person? Does the source of revelation really matter? I think it's not so nice but at least this Mr. Unbreakable is happy. Or is he only happy because he dealt with a devilish mental patient? I'm confused. I need to lie down."


 Well, thanks for the letter, Yor! Because of it, No Apologies! Press got two reviews of the same movie out of Death Rock and Nice Alice.