My fan theory is that this was a shoddy screenplay written by Christopher Moltisanti.
It was my first day in my college Ceramics class. I had taken 30mg of adderall and it was kicking in. We all thought we would just grab our syllabus, introduce ourselves, and leave. However, my art teach made us stay the full three hour class period and watch Baraka.
Safe to say this was an unpleasant experience.
Movies are very serious for me. Yes, of course, comedy is built into them, but a peculiar kind of comedy and one that's very much tied into the pathos of the stories.
I almost feel that it's an unfortunate thing when people are laughing, because the audience is divided. Half the audience will laugh . . . and the other half is angry at the first half: "How can you laugh? This is so serious, painful, upsetting." And for me,…