Friends, it is a rare week, nay, couple of days that I don’t reference Marky Mark hitting himself in Fear. It may be one of my favorite scenes in a movie, of all time, but please don’t ask me to explain why. I have no idea. It simply is.
You have to understand something about me, if I can’t give good advice (lol, which is often unless you’re looking for the chaos option, that I can help you with), I will offer up one of the following two pieces of advice: “You. Do. You.” (a Housewives classic) Or “Just hit yourself like Marky Mark in Fear. Always works for me!”
So far, of all the people I’ve told to do that, only I have taken myself up on that advice. (Word to the wise, if you do hit yourself like Marky Mark in Fear, do it left hand to right chest, or you know, don’t listen to me to begin with. I’m an idiot.) ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Anyway, the reason why we’re here today is because yesterday Overlord Roxana @-ed me in Slack because this Vulture article about Mark Wahlberg mentioned Fear, and I f*cking love Fear.
Basically its premise is that Mark Whalberg is actually a pretty good actor, when he tries, but he hasn’t tried lately. If you’re interested, you can read it here. I’m only going to pull out the Fear-based excerpt because, again, I love Fear.
But I was taken with the actor’s vital sense of menace, that same weirdly dangerous charisma Wahlberg would mine in his subsequent turn as a charming bad boy who seduces Reese Witherspoon and then terrorizes her family in James Foley’s across-the-tracks romantic thriller Fear. It’s not the greatest of films, but the two leads are wonderful in it — you could tell they were both headed for stardom — and Wahlberg is the main reason we keep watching. We can tell he’s up to no good, but we can’t help but be drawn to the guy. We share Witherspoon’s dilemma. It’s not just his hunkiness, though he certainly looks great. There’s something hypnotic about this dude’s presence.
The only thing I disagree with here is that Fear is not the greatest of films. To the author I say—if it weren’t, would I own not one, but two copies of it on Blu-ray???
Other than that? Yeah, this description nails it. The only thing I don’t like about Fear is what happens to the dog, but if you’ve seen it as many times as I have, you know when to close your eyes.
Fear is great, and this is one of my favorite parts of it (other than the sleepover classic rollercoaster scene, which I’ve written about here, before.)
Anyway, you should watch Fear if you haven’t already. Unfortunately, you cannot borrow my spare copy because then I would only have one copy of Fear and that just doesn’t seem like enough. One must always have a Fear-based contingency.
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