Now excuse me while I dab at some imaginary Pokémon from my hoverboard and capture them on an exploding Samsung phone that plays decibel-boosted, bass-boosted, auto-tuned “n*gga trap” and hilarious 6 second videos about white shoes whilst literal clowns (and Harley Quinns) chase after me and I contemplate the fact that a borderline fascist babyman is the most powerful person in America even though I could have sworn Ghostbusters defeated sexism, all before I purchase a ticket for Remake 2: The Sequel, “challenge” my friends to stand completely still, marvel at how much cooler my selfies get when I add a dog nose, publish a think piece about how emojis and unfunny frog memes are the most racist thing to have happened all year, twerk to Rihanna’s “Gibberish”, and also mourn all the influencial celebrities that left us this year – none of which hit me as hard as that one gorilla whose name I can’t remember.
One of my favorite musicians – certainly one of our culture’s most influencial ones – left our plane of existence today. But, particularly in wake of recent events, we may just need the writing of Leonard Cohen than ever. That’s how most great artists survive after they leave, isn’t it? The world changes in some ways, but their commentary never cease to make sense.
After all, I can think of a certain politican who might lose his temper and, say, take Berlin any day now. Probably a lazy example but you get the idea.
Good night, Mr. Cohen.
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All within the same week, much has happened. Ziggy Stardust returned to the stars, leaving an immense musical legacy behind, and only a few days later, it was reported that Alan Rickman has passed away. In both instances, the cause of death was cancer.
I will always remember first seeing David Bowie in films such as Labyrinth and eventually growing fond of his music, and as for Rickman, I regret to say that his roles in Harry Potter and Die Hard reached me much later in life than his roles in stuff like Help! I’m A Fish, Galaxy Quest and that lousy Hittchhiker’s Guide movie. Either way, I will remember these two men fondly, and the world of entertainment shall as well.
Farewell, my friends. Send my regards to Lemmy and Angus Scrimm.
Rest in peace David Bowie, 8 January 1947 – 10 January 2016
Rest in peace Alan Rickman, 21 February 1946 – 14 January 2016
† H a p p y H a l l o w e e n †
James Rolfe and Mike Matei of Cinemassacre discuss whether or not some films count as horror films in spite of which tropes appear within them. I felt like sharing it since they brought up one of my favorite films, Eraserhead.
…but it happens.
EDIT: Apparently my definition of these words requires an explanation, as some people don’t get my picture. A “geek”, to me, is someone who is socially awkward and has unusual hobbies and interests. A “nerd” is a person with great intellect who may get bullied, but will always make it the furthest in the end. And a gamer is a gamer. Enough said.
Above is a link to the latest article on The Best Page In The Universe. I’ve long wanted to do a post about math and my irritation with those who so stupidly say that mathematics “suck” merely because they’re too incompetent to understand it.
But let’s face it, I can’t write anywhere near as well or spot on as Maddox, a writer who inspires me to no end. It’s kind of a lazy of me to simply give you a link to another person’s post, but this one is made up of the words and opinions I’ve tried to get off my chest before, so I’m just gonna tell you to go read what Maddox wrote, because he puts it so much better than I.
In any case I am delighted that someone finally set the record straight. Maddox, I love you more than ever.
This post serves but one purpose: to bring some attention to the surreal and twisted world of Flash cartoonist David Firth. Salad Fingers you may have heard of, but the eerie and/or peculiar toons below may be new to you; disturbingly scary in a way, strangely and thought-provokingly beautiful in another. Enjoy!
Have a great Halloween!
I have indeed been posting quite little the last few days. I’m actually trying to post a bit less, because I felt I posted unusually often by the beginning of September and I like to try to have 17 posts per week. Exactly 17, even. Why that number? Who knows? I also haven’t been to the movies all that much, although I plan on eventually posting reviews of Apollo 18, Zookeeper and, ugh, the new Twilight-film.
Good Heavens! Trying to describe Twilight without making it sound silly, is as easy as trying to describe water without making it sound wet. I’m just sayin’. Once again: ugh!
So long for now, dear readers. Always know where your towel is. (Because the phrase ”May the Force be with you” is overused!)