
Jay Stone writes 
an  unbelievably lazy piece in the Post's "Arts" section today:
In the new movie Kick-Ass, a young actor named Chloe  Moretz, who is 13, dresses up as a superheroine named Hit-Girl  and shocks a  roomful of adults with her martial-arts chops and, more to  the point, by  using the last bastion of obscenity, the c-word.
Why that word became the final unutterable  profanity is a  question for gender-studies  classes, if not Sigmund Freud, but the scene  has turned Moretz into  something of the star of the moment. (For the  record, it appears that  her mother, who was on the set at the time,  suggested she say it.) It  has resulted, oddly, in only mild protests,  which tells us something  about the level of public discourse these days,   and lots about the way we have come to view young people.
And how is it, then, that we have come to view  young people, 
Pangloss Jay?
Why, as "human  beings" at last! As opposed, that is, to the "barely watchable"  historical performances of such "abused" child actors as Judy Garland  and Shirley Temple; the 
Oh Goshs  on their lips the obvious evidence of their cinematic slavery, just as the 
cunts on young Ms Moretz's are the  evidence of her emancipation.
And how did we come to this  wonderful pass, Jay?
Younger people [in earlier films] became  human beings only at the extremes of behaviour.  In 1976, 14-year-old Jodie Foster played a hooker in Taxi Driver. In  1978, 12-year-old Brooke Shields appeared naked in Louis Malle's Pretty  Baby, a drama set in a bordello. Pretty Baby was banned in some parts of  Canada, but by then, the change was on the way.
Ah,  I see. Through the explicit sexualization of children. 
That's your angle. Well, that makes  a little more sense. Because, you know, I was thinking there were a  whole lot of films made before 1976 that didn't have either Judy Garland  or Shirley Temple in them that could be pretty brutal--or, sorry, that  gave "pre-pubescent performers" a "real life". Hell, even that bit in 
It's a Wonderful Life where young  George Bailey gets 
his  head beaten off by poor old Mr Gower ... That's pretty rough for a  kid, eh? But maybe that's just me. How about then, oh I don't know, 
Blackboard Jungle? Or,  hey, how about 
Lolita or  
Au Hazard Balthazar--just  the sort of thing you're looking for there, daddy-o.
But, I take  your point. No 13 year old girls in knee socks and mini-kilts,
*  brandishing small arms (w/silencer) and saying "cunt". "Real life" stuff  like that. Yeah, that's true.
Still, it would've been nice if  Jay had given his article a little, 'ow you say, 
focus by discussing where he thinks all this transgression will  lead. Like--even if he was just to shoot such an absurd notion  down--some discussion of the idea that when there are no more of the  little taboos for adolescents to concern themselves with, they tend to  find other, 
less innocent ones; or just a little acknowledgment maybe of what  many have observed about this sort of transgression-for-transgression's-sake stuff: that all such 'progress' has a  nasty habit of leading us away from the simple truth that there is nothing new  under the sun; that perhaps we've been in this place before, and there  was a reason why we left it.
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*Interesting  cropping, you'll notice, of the above photo at the Post's site.