Some of the grossness of the already-bad original without any of the suspense.
Utterly pointless.
Grade: F
Some of the grossness of the already-bad original without any of the suspense.
Utterly pointless.
Grade: F
Per ‘Against Method’, the ridiculous idea that the “Scientific Method” must ALWAYS be followed and can NEVER be deviated from is simply a crutch for weak, unimaginative minds.
It’s like asking a math savant what X times Y times Z is, and then insisting that they show their work, every step of the way, even though that is more time-consuming than just SAYING the answer, produces no (necessarily) better result, and can in fact stifle the “savant”-ness of that individual (as dogmatic method-insistence stifles creativity).
All ready to enter the appropriate dismissive-as-hell review – and I still will – when something vaguely clever happens.
Ok, so this girl is sort of infected/crazy, and this guy chops her hand off. And she looks at it, apparently not in pain but really surprised, and is like (very appropriately, I think) “WTF???” and then when she turns suddenly, the stump that’s left of her arm gets blood on the camera. Ummm…I assume this is dark humor, sort of like Monty Python’s Sam Peckinpah’s ‘Salad Days’.
But then…there’s really no other moments like that. Or if there were, they were instantly forgettable. So I give you the following, and hooray to whoever that girl was for upping this grade slightly; I mean, that was deadpan good.
(Minor Research: No, it wasn’t Dylan Penn).
The damage done by George A. Romero is well-documented and undeniable.
Here Darren Aronofsky takes his turn, inspiring someone to make a sh1t movie with lots of “dream” sequences and QUICK CUTS.
And green goop, and gore, and that’s about it.
To sum up, it’s EXACTLY like ‘Requiem For A Dream’, except it has infected people, it has no talent, and it sucks donkey balls.
It actually gets started – the gore/goop/infected stuff – about two-thirds of the way through.
Gotta say, lots of great pipe footage though.
Suggested Propaganda Quote-Lift: “…it’s EXACTLY like ‘Requiem For A Dream…'”
Inspirational Quote: “What the Fck?”
Grade: F
No mediocre, dumb-a$$ CGI was harmed in the making of this film.
Cheeze Quotient: Not Enough. Well…maybe the lions.
Someone on IMDB gave this 10 stars.
Come to me for your reviews.
Grade: F
Is it just me, or is there a striking similarity between the opening to “Hotel California” and the song they play in the Cheese Shop sketch?
“Thank you for giving the information. It’ll help me bunch.”
Ah, a Lupin fan.
“Nirvana…
MTV Unplugged in New York [DGC, 1994]
Not only did Kurt Cobain transcend alt-rock by rocking so hard, he transcended alt-rock by feeling so deep. On this accidental testament, intended merely to altify the MTV mindset by showcasing the Meat Puppets and covering the Vaselines, Cobain outsensitives Lou Barlow and Eddie Vedder in passing. His secret is sincerity, boring though that may be–he cares less than Barlow without boasting a bit about it, tries harder than Vedder without busting a gut about it. The vocal performance he evokes is John Lennon’s on Plastic Ono Band. And he did it in one take. A” – Robert Christgau
This is one of his best.
You know he means every word because he always does: there is no hint of camp follower in this or any of his other reviews. This is what he does…and he clearly takes it very seriously.
‘Part One’ was a throw-away; the tone displaying his opinion as much as the words.
This is NOT a throw-away.
He gives his opinion, as always, very distinctly. He’s an authentic, and even though I often disagree strongly with his opinions, it’s comforting to know that he HAS them, that they are FELT.
The tone displays his opinion as much as the words, because this (IMPO) is genuine. Authentic. He didn’t insert random words from a thesaurus to make it look smarter, he didn’t suck up to popular opinion; he displayed his “feeling” towards the music, as much he feels the music itself displays feeling.
This is as raw (in a verbose way) and genuine as Cobain was, and to me it is as fitting a tribute to the man as any I’ve ever seen.
Grade: A
I have PLENTY of ideas for Grimmsy scripts.
One is already semi-fully-written, actually. Having moved to there from fully-written-idea.
I’m writing this for five reasons:
1) To urge anyone who DOES like Grimmsy to stick around, as I *will* be posting more Grimmsy comics – perhaps with pictures, yet.
2) As a statement of fact, since I’m gonna post them anyway.
3) To beg someone…ANYONE…to PLEASE tell me: “Your comic sucks”, or “You won’t write any more”, or any variation on those themes.
I mean, I don’t NEED that inspiration…but it don’t hurt.
-Puppy >.< Yip!
Little Grimmsy – Subeta Pet Ranking:
333rd
Last updated: 5/12/17
Whose House??? RUN’S HOUSE!!!
To the people that have been trying to hack my site recently, two things:
– Thanks for the hits, AND
– THANK YOU SIR MAY I HAVE ANOTHER?
10/1/16: In the interest of being genuine and authentic, I must amend this.
Please replace the above two messages with the following:
– F@ck you you F@cking F@cks
– *shrug* A necessary evil, I suppose, of having actual opinions. And the hits ARE pretty cool.
Somewhat common CA/A refrain: “If God exists, may they strike me down RIGHT NOW!”
Ooooo. Shock value. You’d make a great LaVeyan, just send away for your membership card.
Assuming you’re talking about the concept of God as described in the Bible (omniscient and omnipotent)…
You really think you can OUTSMART God??? “Command” God???
Like, you’re Loki/Bartleby and you’ve found a “loophole”?
Are you HIGH?
And ask yourself this:
Suppose…just suppose…that just ONCE, someone uttered the phrase “If God exists, may He strike me down right NOW!” and then was instantly struck by a bolt of lightning and killed.
Now, LOGIC states that the two have nothing to do with the other. The statement simply HAPPENED to coincide, in that instance, with the bolt of lightning.
But 100 bucks says AT LEAST half the people that use *the phrase* now would stop using it.
I mean…you gotta hedge your bets, right?
And the questions just keep on not comin’!!!
“…”
Why yes, I am looking forward to the end of the contest I’m having on Deviantart.com for drawings of Grimmsy, which is less than 3 months away!
*In a sleepy voice* “Wha? … who’s this?”
The Grimmsy Grimmling creator, of course. Thanks so much for the question!
“I didn’t ask a question…how’d you get in here, anyways???”
Well I figured you must be curious. It could mean the start of actual Grimmsy comics! DRAWN ones, yet! Maybe! THINK OF IT!!!
“Great, ummm…could you please leave?”
Sure. I’ll lock the door on the way out, too. Very careless of you, you know!
*sleepy mumble*
More questions that I get ALL the time, if I do get questions, which I don’t:
“What the Hell was that????????”
Ah, well, that was the setup to strip one. That’s why it’s called strip 0.5…also-
“But what the Hell was it????”
Well, as I said, it was the setup to strip one.
“For the love of God and all that is good and sacred, why did you make me read that?”
Well, I thought strip one needed a setup. I mean, it just happened too quickly, I thought, in retrospect. So I decided to write strip 0.5, to establish the pleasant, normal setting, maybe set up some in-jokes, maybe make some, maybe just say that…
“Why are you such an a$$hole?”
Oh, I bet you tell that to all the boys.
“So is strip five gonna be more people walking and one line of flippin’ dialogue??????”
I’m sensing hostility here.
“Well???”
No, strip five will be somewhat more interesting. I’m pretty sure. Just have to fine-tune it and all. It’s not easy when you’re establishing canon and planning ahead to maintain continuity.
“Have you found an artist yet, even?”
Ummm…nope. But hey, I’ve got a contest going on at deviantart.com where you can DRAW Grimmsy! And maybe I’ll like the drawing, and there’s prizes and stuff.
“Why are you telling me that?”
Well, maybe you can draw.
“Do you realize that the “strip” you just wrote is quite probably the most boring and pointless thing in the history of comics???”
Oh, thank you.
“I hope Grimmsy comes for you, you b@stard.” *grumble, departure*
No! NO! No, I’m too young to die!! I’m too young, and too handsome!
*glances at reflection by accident*
“NYAH!”
*tilts head, glancing back at the reflection for verification purposes, and then shrugging*
“Well, I’m too young.”
Everything in the frame is now almost EXACTLY as in frame one of strip one.
Man-now-without-paper is the only person left in the scene, and he has started to assume the posture he has in strip one/frame one.
Nothing else seems to have happened at all.
END
Older man seems a bit surprised still but smiles as he accepts the paper from the other man with a quick “thank you”.
Man now-without-paper nods vaguely, not seeming to care much more about either the older man or the paper – his good deed done for the day, now he can relax.
DIALOGUE: “Thank you.”
The family is completely gone from the frame.
The man with the paper seems to have noticed the older man’s mild interest; he lifts his hand, apparently offering the paper he holds to the older man in a polite-friendly sort of a way.
The older man seems to pause at this development, looking just slightly surprised.
The man with the paper, the older man walking towards the right, and what appears to be a small and rather happy family just about to exit on the left are the only people remaining in the frame.
The family seems oblivious to the other two men.
The man with the paper seems a bit bored, holding the paper even more lazily now as if it is no longer something he wants, is a tiny burden.
The older man is very close to the man with the paper now, moving toward stage right. He seems to have a very vague interest in the paper, from the look on his face, but is not intruding on the other man’s space.
Frame is now virtually empty except for the man with the newspaper; a few stragglers on each side remain in view, as well as an older man who is about halfway through the frame, moving toward the right of it.
Man seems done with his paper, it’s semi-folded in one hand and held loosely at his side as he gazes about briefly.
Background: conditions (light, clouds, etc) are now virtually the same as frame one of strip one.
Man has reached the far right end of the frame and apparently stopped, holding what is now clearly a newspaper in both hands and looking at it in such a manner to indicate that both 1) it is of only minor interest to him and 2) he’s nearly finished…the page he’s on, anyway.
The crowd continues to thin out, noone exceptional.
The man who will appear in strip one (drawn very clearly as him) is one of those in the frame now; he has entered from the left and seems to be carrying a newspaper or magazine of some sort (nothing definitive can be seen, just squiggles that indicate – apparently – writing). He is walking at a leisurely pace, seeming on the positive side of the “content” scale, just like everyone else that’s here/has been here.
Nothing about the man really makes him stick out from the crowd, which appears to have gotten a bit thinner: not much time has passed at all (obvious from the clouds, light, stragglers from frame 3, etc), there just seems to be a lull in the daytime traffic.
The crowd, by this point, seems fairly regular but also fairly thin…people exit, new people enter, none of them all that distinct in appearance…noone that shouts out to be looked at.
Mood is average, pace is average…noone seems “ecstatic”, but the overall impression is that this is a fairly pleasant/relaxing place to be, and that those that pass through it are taking advantage of the pleasant relaxation.
Background shifts are very minor: cloud movements that if one was paying attention to and LOOKING for, would seem to be moving together in such a way that the beginning of strip one is coming about (keep in mind that in sequence you haven’t SEEN strip one yet, so that’s not really relevant).
The jogger has crossed to a little more than halfway through the frame, pace seeming fairly constant/consistent. She seems focused on her jogging, looking straight ahead; if she notices the man at all, she doesn’t show it. Her appearance is somewhat attractive but not exceptional in any way, and her clothes match the occasion.
The man has obviously slowed down, as he has made very little progress in comparison. He smiles at the jogger, but if she even notices she gives no sign. Man is unremarkable, dressed for a fairly warm day; shorts and a t-shirt that appears to have a man’s face on it – you can tell the man shown has a beard, but other than that very little detail can be seen. (Perhaps because of his distance from “You”, the viewer, perhaps simply indistinct).
Other people are now in the frame: an elderly couple, walking in slowly from the left of the frame, a middle-aged man having entered from the right of the frame, moving slower than the jogger but faster than the other man. He is apparently wearing headphones and listening to music, as obvious indications of that are drawn: musical notes and words that appear mostly as gibberish unless (and maybe even if) one looked VERY closely at them.
The mini-crowd seems naturally flowing and unexceptional…all seems fairly “quiet”, a rather peaceful day.
FAIR USE: CRITICISM – Forever the “Cowbell Song” now, unfortunately.
I mean, I GOTTA have more cowbell as much as the next guy/girl, but this is actually a good song.
Well, I’m inspired so let me give it a whirl:
The Boston Celtics may sign Kevin Durant, Demarcus Cousins, Jimmy Butler, Kevin Love, LeBron James, Steph Curry, and Draymond Green.
At some point. Ever. You never know.
*SATIRE…SATIRE…SATIRE*
GZM (Generic Zombie Movie)
I feel sort of like a doctor: I don’t WANT people to be sick, of course…but if sick people didn’t exist, what the heck would I do?
Tha’s my bread an buttah, man!
I mean, eventually people HAVE to get sick of zombies/infected.
And on that day, I don’t know whether I’ll lament, rejoice, or both.
One thing I empathize with the cast on: the ending shot is beautiful.
Grade: F
A couple of people have entered the frame, one apparently from each side going toward the other side. They don’t seem to know each other as there is no hint of recognition, and they appear to be making (appropriate) way for the other.
Person entering from the left is a young adult female; she’s apparently jogging judging by the clothes she is wearing and the manner and pose in which she is drawn. Judging by the manner and pose she is doing so rather leisurely, in no hurry.
Person entering from the right is a young adult male; he seems ready to flash a smile in the jogger’s direction.
Frame is of the same area as in strip 1.
It is drawn exactly the same in terms of location, proximity, background, etc…
Clouds are very similar; close enough that they would match the eventual pattern to start strip 1. Weather is the same.
There is noone in the frame. Nothing appears to be taking place at all.
Tagline: Don’t Fear The Reaper…I mean, look at him.
Here’s what I’m looking for, for my comic:
An artist who:
1) Can draw well
2) Can create accurate drawings from words
3) Has at least the *TINIEST* interest in my comic
4) Isn’t in it for the money.
I mean I know it’s cool and hipster to say you’re not in it for the money, but some people actually MEAN it. Don Hertzfeldt, for example. Just watch ‘Rejected’.
Not that artists shouldn’t get paid…of course they should.
But if you’re drawing FOR the money, not the craft, then you’re not an artist.
You’re a mercenary.
I haven’t been put in a position where I could prove this, true…but if by some MIRACLE my website got amazingly popular, and people started saying “Hey…I’ll give you X dollars if you give me a good review”, I’d tell them to go fck themselves.
If you don’t believe me, well let me paraphrase a favorite paraphrase:
“You know what? I don’t fcken give a sh1t.”
You might want to check them out.
One drawing, very recent, is the reason I’m writing/suggesting this.
See if you can pick out which one it is.
http://aminsureal.deviantart.com/gallery/
I think this is the only time anyone’s ever succeeded in walking where the ocean meets the sky.
Your life is trillions of moments. This is an example of why you always have to be ready for each one, because it may have slightly more meaning than others.
CLIP BELOW: FAIR USE: CRITICISM
That was the deep part.
AND NOW:
A comment on the video suggests what – if it HAD been done – would indisputably be the greatest anti-climax in the history of film. One that would have dwarfed ‘The Black Eagle’ and left even the semi-divine Pythons in awe and rolling on the floor in laughter. Right before the tv explodes.
“Imagine when He Leaves trough that door, suddenly a Window pops out saying: ,,congrats, you’ve reached level 2″” – Blackshark
I had two links to virtually the same information (OOPS…), so here is the updated link with all the updated info:
http://semperpuppy.deviantart.com/journal/A-Little-Contest-610188338
Check out my post ‘How To Respond Decisively To A Request’. It has been updated to explain the purposes of FAIR USE: CRITICISM.
I will NEVER get tired of amending posts with the proper terms for FAIR USE. You see, there truly is something amazing about the power of just defiance…it gives one an energy beyond what is otherwise possible.
OurY’e Na Tidoi.
For details, go here:
http://semperpuppy.deviantart.com/journal/A-Little-Contest-610188338
Prizes for finishing in the top three.
Basically, you do drawwwwwings.
And you might get a priiiiiiiiiize.
AND…ABSOLUTELY NO GUARANTEES…But, if I love your picture and you think you can deal with me over a prolonged period of time, I might be interested in paying for Grimmsy comic illustration.
Unfortunately, if you CAN’T draw, there’s no alternative. You must feel Ike’s pain.
There is no Latin contest, nor is there a spelling contest.
FAIR USE: CRITICISM – The clip shows an exchange in Latin that is much more interesting and creepy than the same exchange would have been in English; it’s one of the highlights of the film, IMPO. Ha! Criticized!
SMALL change of plans…
Instead of changing the comic from text-only descriptions to strips with actual frames containing actual pictures and actual dialogue, I’m going to keep it exactly the same as it is.
I’ll look at it this way:
*I* like Grimmsy, and I can form a mental picture of what’s happening since, you know, I wrote it.
If anyone out there would like to send their Grimmsy fanfic attempts (HAHAHA…it IS funny, trust me), please feel free.
And if I like them I might use them (you sending them is your authorization for me to do so) and put your name up in GREAT BIG NEON LETTERS.
Mhm.
Review for people that think I’ve turned into an unrealistic softie:
Yeah, sure, it’s cute. So what?
As much as your hormones compel you to, and -even if- it was more than just hormones, and -even if- you knew you’d live happily ever after (which you don’t, and you won’t)…there’s nothing “real” or “romantic” about a “love” based on throwing away everything you have (literally) because you wanna fck someone.
Ask ‘Jenifer’.
I’m not jaded enough to think that’s the most common outcome.
But I’m not blindly, hormonally stupid enough to think this is, either.
Reality tends to be somewhere in the middle.
Positivists and Negativists are both just fooling themselves; realists have it right more often than not. And reality is somewhere in the middle, more often than not.
Accepting reality isn’t morbid or pseudo-gothically stupid (Negativists), neither is it everything-is-rainbows stupid (Positivists). It’s somewhere in the middle, NOT stupid.
“Do you like…these things…?”
“No, I don’t. But that’s life.”
Isn’t it?
AND NOW…
Review for everyone else:
“Fiction, Stiles. FICTION.”
“This is, reality-” *KNOCK KNOCK* “Hear that? REALITY.”
Godd@mn fcken right I’m a romantic.
“Romantic” has nothing to do with gender. As EVERYONE knows, plenty of people with male genitalia are romantic, and plenty of people with female genitalia are not. And vice versa. And who cares?
But sh1t like this just doesn’t happen, no matter what the storybooks say.
Even in ‘The Princess Bride’, which is as plausible as I could even -possibly- accept as possible, your “true love” (in *that* case; you have NO IDEA in other cases) doesn’t just blow you a kiss (accidentally) and you then live happily ever after.
Is it sweet to think of that feeling as you’re watching this with someone you hope you feel that way towards and feels that way towards you? Sure.
But are you likely to find them? I mean, really?
No. And wanting’s got nothing to do with it…because “deserve”‘s got nothing to do with it.
Yeah.
I mean, the feeling? Wanting to meet someone, and you both just KNOW you’re gonna spend the next 40 years together?
I’d like to think there’s nothing special or unusual about wanting that.
And watching this, and aching for it (the feeling) to be true, and last forever? Well…
“…Isn’t that what you want?”
“With all my heart and soul…but I haven’t found it yet.”
Grade: B-
“It is this intuitive grasp of the irrational side of totalitarianism–human sacrifice, cruelty as an end in itself, the worship of a Leader who is credited with divine attributes–that makes Zamyatin’s book superior to Huxley’s.
It is easy to see why the book was refused publication. The following conversation (I abridge it slightly) between D-503 and I-330 would have been quite enough to set the blue pencils working:
“Do you realise that what you are suggesting is revolution?”
“Of course, it’s revolution. Why not?”
“Because there can’t be a revolution. Our revolution was the last and there can never be another. Everybody knows that.”
“My dear, you’re a mathematician: tell me, which is the last number?”
“But that’s absurd. Numbers are infinite. There can’t be a last one.”
“Then why do you talk about the last revolution?””
– from George Orwell’s review of ‘We’ by E.I. Zamyatin
—
“They are waiting for me below… do you want these minutes, which are our last?” I-330
“How can I explain what this ancient, ridiculous, miraculous rite does to me, when her lips touch mine? What formula could express this whirlwind that clears my soul of everything except her? Yes, my soul, yes…laugh if you want to.” D-503
Her eyes would be closed the whole time, and her arm would move as smoothly and gently as the music washes over you.
As to what this song meant to her, the only hint would be the very faint smile in her eyes when she finally opened them; if you were watching very carefully…and even if you had no idea what it meant, you would know that it was completely without guile.
FAIR USE: CRITICISM – A brilliant ending to a very interesting movie.
YouTube’s great and all…I mean, just for MST3K shorts and Python bits alone…but my duty is clear:
You only get one call.
If you’re desperate enough to call this number, that means you don’t have a lawyer and can’t afford a really good one. It also means you’re stupid enough to look ON YOUTUBE for a lawyer. D@MN.
So, with the chances totally up in the air as to whether the lawyer you get will suck or not, always consider the following…
…when things are on the line, and the chances are just as good either way…would you rather have a young, attractive blonde woman or an ugly middle-aged fat guy?
Who knows, she might even find you irresistibly attractive.
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I didn’t exactly conduct a thorough search of all available entries, BUT…
From my experience reading the informative, easily accessible and occasionally amusing notes on ‘We’, as well as seeing a similar pattern in the entry for Orwell’s ‘1984’, this seems to be a useful and interesting resource for relatively intelligent book summaries.
The site is designed as a ‘X For Dummies’ sort of amusing cheatsheet on a wide variety of things. I have absolutely no use for the “test preparation” sections (which is fine, since I’m not reviewing them)…but speaking only in terms of “I’m interested in X…I’d like to learn the basics in a comprehensible but still accurate fashion”, this is a worthy site for random information/inspiration seekers; from what I can gather, at least.
Oh, and after reading the staff summary, a guest review from Harry Caray:
“CUBS WIN!”
As well as some brilliant food for thought:
“If you were a hotdog, and you were starvin’ to death…would you eat yourself?”
As with the questions posed by ‘We’ and ‘1984’, there are no easy answers.
http://www.shmoop.com/we/
Good stuff. Thank you shmoop!
A small excerpt re: ‘We’ –
“George Orwell actively cited it as influencing his novel ‘1984’, and even chided Huxley for not doing the same.”
– On ‘We’…and right on. Orwell was at least authentic in the Jarmuschian sense. And he was a hell of a lot more talented, but that’s neither here nor there.
I give it a solid 6.9.
“The point is I would gladly step in front of traffic for you…”
“…and the last thing, I would ever do…is lie to you.”
Hey, remember when I opined about which was worse, fascism or anarchism? I do.
“Cue the Sun.”
Well, this is “gentle, benign, loving” fascism. Sweeter than Landru and as adaptable as any other brave new world.
People in general are selfish, self-centered a$$holes. So don’t give me that lunacy about people “being able to govern themselves”.
But, given the controls necessary to protect decent people from scumbags (that would be agreed upon by anyone except a lunatic)…the former is just so much worse than the latter; so much more inhuman, more wrong.
Orwell overestimated people. Most of us don’t need fear to keep us in line, just enough personal comfort to pretend everything else is ok.
It’s only a matter of time before something approaching ‘Brave’ is available, and most people say “yes, please!” to carefully monitored, administered, benign and loving control.
Check out a great horror film.
Updated: The Truman Show
Some of these are great (compliment).
Some of these make me want to watch the Top 100 Movie Insults one again.
See if you can pick out the one that inspired the song-reference.
Tentative plans are in the works to convert Grimmsy into a comic with pictures and stuff (THINK OF IT!).
Assuming this happens, this is what will basically happen, and when:
– The existing strips I’ve written will be converted to picture-filled, comic strip form. ETA: Don’t know. But I’d like to see it ASAP, so there’s that.
– The existing “text versions” that I’ve written and posted will remain.
– Future strips will (hopefully) be presented in comic-strip form only: I’m still writing them and deciding what happens, what goes where, etc…but (again, tentatively planned) these words and ideas will be translated to appropriate pictures-and-dialogue form.
P.S. – To the one person that seems to be getting my latest posts almost immediately – I pretty much wrote this in case you were waiting for more Grimmsy, so you could stop going “Godd@mnit! WTF is this cr@p???” every time you were hoping for Grimmsy and got non-Grimmsy.
If you’re NOT waiting for more Grimmsy, I don’t know what it is you have any interest in on my site, but hey, nice to see ya.
You know, it’s actually pretty cool to see someone presumably interested in Grimmsy. Because he’s just flippin’ adorable. I would break the fourth wall a little more, but that’s nearing the bounds of creepy and consumer-whorey.
-Puppy >.< Yip!
How you know a scene is achingly (X/Y/Z…):
It hurts to watch it.
“You never want to lie to your audience…you can trick them, you can disturb them, you can annoy them, but you can never lie to them. To me commercials are nothing but lies.” – Don Hertzfeldt, ‘Rejected’ special text commentary
Unlike some people, I’m GLAD I have strong emotions.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
If one of these doesn’t make you cry – or want to cry – I feel very sorry for you, and for the world that contains so many of you.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MjyL7_DROTs
FAIR USE: CRITICISM – These clips are all of emotional scenes that are worthy of being watched in the context of their original (complete) format. To review their quality, it is very good-to-great.
Hmmmm…well, let’s dispense with the BS about why people post here. Deep down inside, you all know THIS is why:
Come on…you know you want to…
(An Antitheist) I was going to think of something smart to say… but I think “awww, aren’t you the cutest little special snowflake” will have to suffice for now.
Come on, X. Who’s living in the real world, and who’s living in a fantasy kingdom now? What you mean to say is “Go fck yourself you stupid fcken fck!” So just SAY it, for God’s sake. (that was unintentional, I neither confirm nor deny the existence or non-existence of a deity or deities).
“Well, that’s mere cocktail-party psychology Sam. Believe it or not, it is possible to have hostile feelings towards someone, WITHOUT being in love with them.” – Frasier Crane
(AA) You seem rather desperate for attention there, dude.
Be that as it may, I’m the one telling the truth, and you’re the one in denial. You know it’s true. I’d have a LITTLE respect for you if you’d just have the guts to admit it. You know…the truth? What you’re supposed to love?
(AA) “I’d have a little respect for you, if you only admitted that I am the ultimate holder of the truth and I know you better than you know yourself”.
Nah. You know what? I don’t think I need your respect.
You’re saying you have absolutely no interest in seeing a theist get ripped to shreds (metaphorically speaking) by Hitchens or Dawkins? I mean…really?
(AA) Not really. I occasionally like what Hitchens has to say, but it’s just as interesting if he isn’t “ripping a theist to shreds”.
Come on. We can’t have a real discussion if you’re going to cling to these fairy tales.
(AA) I’m kinda wondering why you need me to talk anyway, if you already know me better than I know myself. You could just fill in my part of the “discussion” for me, right?
No…the only thing I know is that you’re lying about your motivation. Apart from that, I don’t have the slightest idea who you are or what you think, or why, nor do I care.
Here’s a similar reaction (I love quotes): “Mr. Ambassador, you have nearly a hundred naval vessels operating in the North Atlantic right now. Your aircraft has dropped enough sonar buoys so that a man could walk from Greenland to Iceland to Scotland without getting his feet wet. Now, shall we dispense with the bull? ”
(AA) Sadly, I think the only thing you know, is also wrong. At least that means you have something in common with the one Game of Thrones character.
Que?
5/18/16: *Mills* “…you’re no different, you’re no better.” *Somerset* “I didn’t say I was different or better…”
*Somerset* “Ernest Hemingway once wrote, ‘The world is a fine place, and worth fighting for.’ I agree with the second part.”
10/16/16: FAIR USE: CRITICISM – Interesting clips. (housekeeping)
Well, I think I’m a little biased on this one, so let’s go with a classic guest review:
“…surely there couldn’t be more than five people who would put up with this on a regular basis…”
There’s intellectual cowardice, sure.
There’s also intellectual bullying.
Lest you forget, ye of little bulk, the not-so-long-ago days when people were MADE FUN OF for being smart?
You know…dumb people would physically abuse smart people? Because they were easy targets? Because the dumb people wanted to feel better about themselves, and beating up nerds did that for them?
Remember that? I do.
Which is exactly why I’m not a bully.
To pick on someone and attack them (intellectually) because they’re an easy target…because you want to feel better about yourself, and (mentally) beating up people not as smart as you are does that for you?
It’s like…to yell and scream (literally or figuratively) for your right to be an atheist and against the a$$holes that demand you fall in line with their theism…
And then to demand that everyone fall in line with your atheism, and if they don’t to mercilessly attack them.
You become what you hate.
And you can try that “educating them” bullsh1t all day…
Everyone KNOWS (including you) that you’re NOT demanding theists become atheist because it’s logical…because you believe in educating…because you want to raise overall awareness…or ANY of the “intellectual” reasons ANYONE gives.
Everyone KNOWS, deep down inside, that – while there may be secondary factors involved, and while you may be EXACTLY RIGHT IN EVERYTHING YOU SAY (where applicable…) – the REASON…the REASON you’re calling out theists, and going to rallies, and coining the term “Hitch-slap”, and inviting “debates”, and…
The REASON you’re doing that is the same reason D. Vinyard discovered:
It’s just cuz you’re pissed off.
You’re pissed that your logic has been repressed, and so you’re lashing out.
I mean, I’m not saying in every case I BLAME you…
But that’s what you’re doing. And you KNOW it. So, stop pretending you give a fck about educating theists. Stop pretending you actually believe worldwide atheism would solve all the world’s problems.
You get off on mocking theists. PERIOD.
The same way I LOVE IT whenever I watch Tyson-Douglas and see Douglas DROP that scumbag…that’s you. I mean…it’s as base as that.
It’s the intellectual’s version of watching a hockey fight, or a prize fight, or slowing down to look at a car wreck.
Some dark, angry, primal part of you GETS OFF on it.
You KNOW it’s true. So just admit it, and stop lying when you supposedly believe all about “spreading the truth”.
You CAN’T believe in truth when you LIE about why you’re spreading it.
Now, here’s my version of you watching Hitchens or Dawkins drop an outmatched theist opponent (metaphorically speaking):
*Link Taken Down, Probably Out Of CA/A Angst*
So just go to Youtube and search for “Mike Tyson Buster Douglas”.