Ok, fine – Man of Steel was kind of a success. But no one cared about The Lone Ranger and they’ve stayed away in light-years from Pacific Rim.
Why?
It appears that audiences are sick to death of over-sized, loud, obnoxious films that are produced like video games by the studios who believe that only 12-year-old boys go to the movies.
This is so awesome in so many ways that we don’t know where to begin. You name it, and this video by Harris Porter mocks it – brilliantly.
Our Big Media masters are at it again:
It’s no secret that copyright holders are trying to take down as much pirated content as they can, but their targeting of open source software is something new. In an attempt to remove pirated copies of Game of Thrones from the Internet, HBO sent a DMCA takedown to Google, listing a copy of the popular media player VLC as a copyright infringement. An honest mistake, perhaps, but a worrying one.
Day in and day out copyright holders send hundreds of thousands of DMCA takedown notices to Google, hoping to make pirated movies and music harder to find.
Stress kills. It can kill us, literally, but before it gets that far it can kill our dreams by destroying our ambition. My longtime friend – and in many ways sort of a hero – Mack Paul shares something very important to all overstressed writers. (Uh, that would be all writers, by definition, I think.)
by Mack PaulSo I’m driving through my neighborhood, and this idiot in a big pickup is going 20 miles per hour where everybody knows that the rule is to go 30, no matter what the stupid sign says. I get frustrated. My mind contracts to a little laser beam of hurry. I want to tailgate and I want to honk. Then it occurs to me that if I do that, he might just get out of his big truck and teach me some manners. I decide I might be better off just feeling how I feel. I shift my attention from my hurrying mind to my body and the anxiety churning in my stomach. Feeling it, rather than trying to escape it, I relax a little bit. I notice the beautiful blue sky and the green trees, and then going 20 is fun, a lot more fun than going nuts and getting in a fight.
I find myself doing an unpleasant yard chore while simultaneously fretting about climate change. I despair about global warming and I hate the job. I start getting mad because our environmentally-friendly tools aren’t getting me through this misery quickly enough. Then I come up with a great plan, to go into the house and start yelling at my wife about our crummy tools. I realize that won’t work. She’ll get mad and tell me I’m an idiot and she’ll be right. Crap! I just feel how I feel and calm down. I finish the job and go inside for a pleasant conversation instead of a nasty one.
