It’s like a movie that you’ve already paid for so you don’t wanna walk out of yet, ya know? And you maybe have this one character that you’re really invested in and you want to see where they go and how they flourish but the rest of the film is just absolute rubbish but you can’t walk out. You ran out of popcorn what feels like years ago and the ice in your drink is already melted and consumed. The floor is sticky and you’ve already memorized the patterns on the ceilings and walls but… maybe just a few more minutes won’t kill you, right? But maybe it will, and maybe you hope it will because it won’t feel like you’ve wasted your $10.50 and the circumstances are what drove you out but that’s not likely with the quality of the film. The main characters are all pretty shallow and have tons of character flaws and the plot devices aren’t that well thought out (not to mention the main characters rarely question the devices), but whats worse is the antagonists don’t even have to try that hard to get over on the main characters. And what’s even worse is the supporting characters often have that unrealistic sense of positive outcome for the main characters and superimpose their subjective notion of reality on to the film itself so it doesn’t really serve the ends of the main character it really just takes away from the development of his character entirely. You swear to god that they’ve misportrayed the film in the trailers since you’ve yet to see any of the scenes that were advertised before you walked in to the theatre, but maybe one of the reasons you’re staying is for those specific scenes, and if that’s the case you could just end it with the trailer and be satisfied having seen them there. Looking around you notice you’re the only one in the theatre not blindly transfixed on the film itself; it’s as thought the rest of them are completely engrossed and have forgotten that they’ve invested themselves in a film. The suspense, animation, characters; they’ve all successfully done their job for everyone else it seems but since you weren’t captivated by the illusion you’re left looking around at the lot dumbfounded that they’re so captivated. Maybe you wonder if that kid in the front will have neck cramps the next day from looking up so starkly at the screen but then again does it really matter since his captivation in the experience will outweigh the detriments? Maybe we’ve gone on long enough now to where we’ve forgotten what’s outside the cinema; it maybe feels like it’s years or miles away but everyone in the theatre but you has seemed to forget that people come into and leave this establishment all the time. It’s not a permanent destination but a tool of distraction and enjoyment implemented by gears and panels of people and actors and all sorts of things you don’t understand or know personally. You don’t really remember the films length; maybe going in you saw the allotted time but that’s long gone already and the film could even have one of those breaks at the halfway point but you’re pretty sure they stopped doing that years ago. Perhaps the film has already ended even and you’ve just accidentally stayed over for a rerun (it sure feels like it), but then again the lights haven’t come on yet; no standing ovation or shuffling of feet or red-shirted staff with brooms and dustpans standing idly by waiting for the crowd to meander out of the theatre so they can fill their given roles as caretaker so the next lot will have equal opportunity to enjoy the film. Maybe the next group that funnels in will have someone like you looking around the theatre confused about how they got there in the first place, but so far in this group you don’t see anyone quite like that. Maybe you can go play some arcade games with your last few bits of change but then again what if something big happens in the film while you’re gone that you don’t want to miss? What if? What if? What if? But what if not?
I dunno; I’m going to eat my sandwich.
Suu Kyi was held as a political prisoner for like 20 years for criticizing her government
I’m going to throw up
Quite frankly anyone who doesn’t vote for ASSK over Gaga can go and die in a hole. Currently 45% of participants… Vote here.
I voted for gaga constantly whenever this popped up on my dash….in my opinion Gaga is more influential. Sure what ASSK did is amazing, but it doesn’t influence nearly as many people as gaga. She has helped millions accept themselves. It’s no “small group”. It’s huge.
SHE BROUGHT DEMOCRACY TO A NATION OF 60 MILLON PEOPLE
This is why I go to Reddit: Tumblr is transforming into a “I’m a female social outcast with a host of quirks who remains appallingly uninformed about the world about them but loves butts” website. Grow up.
But I burn like an inferno. It’s a familiar cold, like walking into an old house you used to live in and a chill runs up your spine, half from the weather half from the sepia memories.
Fuck you, I do what I want and Ialways. win.If I don’t theneveryone goes down with me. Won’t make the same mistake twice and let this ship go on without a captain, and mutiny results in crucifixion.
RIP Nyan Cat
Marty The Cat, the real-life feline who inspired Nyan Cat, sadly passed away today. In honor of the Chris Torres sensation that brought the internet so much wonderfully random joy, we offer this animated farewell to the cat that’s surely hurtling through Heaven indefinitely:
President Obama responds to rape statement (below) from Senate candidate Richard Mourdock:
“I struggled with it myself for a long time but I came to realize, life is a gift from god and even if life begins in the horrible situation of rape it is something god intended to happen.”
Gotta give it to him on this one.