Life after social media and the meandering thought stream of deep consciousness



Today I looked back at an old conversation with her. My last conversation with her. I said something in there, somewhat randomly, that I just felt was a complete moment of clarity. At the time, I was pissed off, heartbroken and had really lost my faith in humanity (specifically, with our ability to hope and to dream).

You know, times like this, I feel I understand and can relate to Anakin more than I ever could to Luke. That’s the whole point of Star Wars, it has nothing to do with great battles between rival factions, it’s about looking within yourself and saying “Yeah, we all strive to be Luke, but in the end, we’re human, and humanity looks a lot more like Anakin”. I’ve always had this theory that the original trilogy completely took place in Vaders head, and was his inner turmoil fantasizing about how great of a person he could be. Ultimately, even his inner fantasies, his hopes and dreams, fell apart, because at his core, Anakin was not good. He wanted to believe that he could have been amazing, but we can’t change who we are. We can put up a show for others, play the part and go through the motions, but when it comes time to make a decision, it is who we are at our cores that define the choices we make.

It’s funny how, in the middle of a fight, we can unclench our fists for a moment, to have a soft laugh as we analyze something from the back of our minds. We can find such clarity, such peace, and take all of our anger and cast it out. Fuck it. If it’s done, it’s done. I might as well go out poetically. Take risks, live life. We all end up hurt, in one way or another, might as well take the risks so at least you feel human when you fuck up.



I wish I could say that The Social Network was an amazing movie, but the truth is that I didn’t feel anything while I was watching it. I had no emotional stake in any of the characters. Sure, It was very watchable, and I wanted to see what was going to happen next, etc, but I knew that when I left the theater It wouldn’t be sticking with me. And it hasn’t. It was a well made movie, I don’t by any means think it was bad, but It just didn’t do it for me. Best part of the whole thing IMO was Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross’ soundtrack. *shrug*

David Fincher

Here is a great interview from /film with David Fincher, gives a lot of incite into him, his methods and his thought process. Very cool.

50 Minute Interview With David Fincher

Go see Inception

I’m not going to talk about it at all, just go see it. Trust me.


Read Twilight, go see Twilight, and you are rewarding mediocrity. It’s that simple. I don’t hate Twilight because it’s absolute crap (it is), I hate it because it’s just another thing adding to a long list of things that show that my generation rewards mediocrity. It sucks, man. It really sucks.

You can find this shit all over the internets.

Anatomy Of A Tired Film

I love tired movies. This is something I have always known, but until the past few years I never really had a name to describe exactly what those kind of movies were. Tired movies. You probably have no idea what i’m talking about, so I will try to explain it.

A tired movie is a movie where there may be much or very little plot movement, but the characters always seem exhausted. The soundtrack can be vast and sprawling or completely minimalist, but it never grabs your attention to say “Hey! Look at this movie!”, it is always just a sort of background noise. The setting can be disparate or beautiful, sparse or rich in life (whether synthetic or natural), but it is always as if you are looking at it like you’re lost in it (I mean that literally. Not like it’s so involving that you just get caught up in it and feel like you’re there; but rather like you are there and have no idea where you are or where you’re going, whether that is in a frightening or magical sense.).¬† Scenes can be paced at any speed, yet if it’s fast paced there has to be an overwhelming sense that you’re being dragged along. That you’re too tired to walk any further. If the pace is slower, it should feel like it’s just plodding along at an end-of-the-workday speed. The characters can be realistic or works of fantasy, but no matter what they look like or how they behave, they should seem like there are many deep thoughts going on below the surface, as if they are someone who has lived a long life and is reflecting on their past and what it means to them. These characters could be children or adults, the sick and the dying or the alive and virile, yet they have a certain look in their eye. This look can convey many different things, from defeat to enlightenment, longing to suffering, pain to the overwhelming. It’s a look I have always loved to see in people, and my image choices on here often reflect that. The outcome of the movie can be pretty much anything, as it’s rare we watch movies for the ending. It could be just a point in time that the movie stops, or some grand incite done in monologue by one of the characters, or a slow build at the end of the film where the mood changes to something more positive, or a slew of other options. It’s sometimes hard to classify movies as tired movies because a lot of movies have parts that are “tired”, but the movie as a whole doesn’t seem to fit. In general, these are movies that seem right to watch when you are tired (or a number of other things that reflect the overall vibe of the movie).

So, what are some examples of this type of film? It’s a broad sub-genre (that sub category being more of a root system than a direct link), so there are a lot of examples, but I will to show the broadness of that.
Days Of Heaven
The Thin Red Line
Lost In Translation
The Fountain
Stranger Than Fiction
THX 1138 (quite possibly the most tired tired movie ever made)
Gone Baby Gone
Kill Bill Vol. 2
2001: A Space Odyssey
The Life Aquatic
Forbidden Planet
A Scanner Darkly
Blade Runner
A History Of Violence
Pan’s Labyrinth

This list goes on and on, including a lot of film noir, but hopefully this gives you a better idea of what a tired movie is and should be.

Mike Judge

Last night, for the first time since the ’90’s, I watched Beavis & Butthead. Now, I can’t say that I’m proud of myself, or that it was good, but I did pick something up from it. I finally understand why my parents thought I was retarded for liking it. It really is retarded. It’s also hilarious because it’s so retarded, but it’s crazy to think that Mike Judge made that. Here’s a guy who has done some of the best comedy movies of the past decade, and not just frat boy humor, either. Idiocracy was one of the most thought-provoking comedies I have ever seen (you know, if you know how to read in to things and understand what “implications” are)…and he made a show that is, for the most part, an idiots version of Mystery Science Theater 3000. Maybe my parents were right, though, because I totally still think it’s funny. Anyways, watching that got me thinking about who else might have followed a similar path to Mike Judge. It would be easy to list a bunch of actors, but I don’t think that counts. Actors more often than not will take any role they can get at the beginning of their career, so if they were in some shitty movies early on, it might not have been totally in their control, they just needed work. But directors and writers, they are creating, they are in control. But you know what? There seemingly are none. I’m not even joking. I’ve spent the past 2 hours scanning over directors and writers on and there just doesn’t seem to be any other directors who have taken that path. You, Mike Judge, stand alone in this category and for that, I salute you.