Wednesday, October 01, 2008

Yautepec presenta: Ruben Gutierrez @ Videodromo MTY




FADE IN:
INT. CULT VIDEO STORE - NIGHT
People are imbibing generously of fancy martinis, but something is weighing ominously on their merriment. Eyes begin to shift toward the staircase as a black-clad man descends. He lifts the brim of his hat slightly and speaks above the din of the crowd with a voice so eerily synthesized that it could not possibly be human.

RUBÉN
The signal must be cut off at the source.
The gathered crowd stares at him, silent and confused. Mere seconds later, another mysterious figure steps upon a rusted, folding chair and screams. He looks like a curator.

THE CURATOR
Ladies and gentlemen, this is piracy in the high frequencies! The battle for the mind of North America will be fought in the video arena, the videodrome! Our impulses are being redirected. We are living in an artificially induced state of consciousness that resembles sleep. Reality is less than television! Shotgun blasts and deafening explosions from upstairs rattle the building. The crowd is visibly in a panic.

RUBÉN
To become the new flesh, you first have to kill the old flesh.

THE CURATOR
Yes! We are their cattle! We are being bred for slavery. They have us and they control us. They are our masters. Wake up. They’re all about you – all around you. The have created a repressive society and we are their unwitting accomplices.

RUBEN
I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick ass. And I’m all out of bubblegum. Death to videodrome, long live the new flesh!

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