Balls of Fury
Everyone who loves life has seen a movie that has had a positive, incredible affect on their life.
Whether it be a movie that connects you to a past that you knew about, but couldn’t humanize until you saw Schindler’s List.
Or perhaps you saw a movie that instantly told you what you wanted to do with your life. Like watching Patch Adams and wanting to become a doctor. Or, maybe Top Gun and wanting to be a male erotic volleyball player.
Still other movies take you a roller coaster ride of the imagination and opens new doors to your psyche through wonderment and magic that you never thought possible. Like, for instance, Shaft in Africa where Shaft has to go to Africa to stop a modern slave ring. Are you man enough? Big and bad enough? Are you gonna let ’em shoot you down? Not my imagination! No!
A have recently come across a movie that embodies all these traits of a classic movie — and more.
The movie — Balls of Fury.
That’s right, ping pong! Or, as the movie teaches, as the Chinese like to call it — pingpong!
Ping pong is not just a perfectly constructed metaphor … it is life itself. The earth is just a gas filled 40mm to scale ping pong ball spinning through the universe being jutted about by the the rackets of the universe — electro-nuclear and gravity.
Balls of Fury is now the center of the universe. The lines that moore my soul to the purity of life. My movie reviews will no longer be in the thumbs up scale. It will be in terms of Balls of Fury.
I give Balls of Fury itself, 185135.35 Balls of Fury (roughly 135361331613.6136 thumbs up in the previous scale).
