Culture’s only going to get weirder, huh? Like, we’re all so obsessed with celebrity in our own way, and what it takes to be and maintain celebrity is only growing more and more batshit. Like the Kevin Spacey thing is obviously creepy, bad, and awful, but it was also inevitable? It’s only a matter of time before every disgraced newsmaker resorts to recording YouTube videos in character, isn’t it? What I’m saying is Michael Richards should have apologized in person as Kramer; black people love Kramer.
Boomer men love to require you to turn on five large electronic boxes in order to watch TV. Each box has its own remote, each more fiendish than the last. If you turn them on in the wrong order, none will work. If you fail, you’ll have to talk about politics.
ig calls it a ‘story’ but what narrative are you actually telling? who are the central characters? what are their motivations? which plot devices are you employing to further their emotional arch? is there pain? and most importantly is there redemption?
Remember. Kevin McCallister could have phoned the police at any time. He was a child who had accidentally been left alone. One call and he would have been safe. But it was never about safety. He was hunting those men. He wanted them to die. It was fun for him. He enjoyed it.
We decided to watch It’s A Wonderful Life and my dad said “Every year I wait for Jimmy Stewart to jump off that bridge but he never does it” merry Xmas from the original edgelord
Imagine having never watched House of Cards but then finding out Kevin Spacey is being formally charged with sexual assault followed by having NO CONTEXT WHAT SO EVER for that video he just posted of him in an apron? This is my story, in three parts, on Christmas Eve… 1/3
