What is it about dark humor? Why do I find myself laughing at something so gruesome or so depressing? Or why do I think Jewish stereotypes are funny despite being Jewish? It must be the set-up. That’s why.
Somehow, that was the question that was posed today in my head. I had gone to see Free Fire over the weekend because (1) it looked like a fun shoot-‘em-up with humor to get over the nauseating gore, and (2) going to the movies has been an activity that I’ve been doing often during the past three months. Continue reading “Dark Comedy and ‘Free Fire’”