Friday, March 12, 2010

Nevar 4get

I learned something swell just now: At the end of Remember Me (IN THEATERS NOW!), starring Dracula: Dead and Loving It's Robert Pattinson, Robert's character dies in 9/11 in a twist ending seconds before the film ends. Again, I'm not sure if Hollywood is tricking us or what, but I'm guessing this movie will probably make a billion dollars.

I'm just going to leave this here:


UPDATE OF SORTS: I just remembered that Avatar invokes 9/11 when that big dumb tree falls down and everyone is all running away scared and ash is falling on them. It should be a rule that every movie invokes 9/11 some how so that America never forgets the events of that tragic day.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

On Avatar

I've been wracking my brains trying to come up with a really well thought-out rant against Avatar and everything it stands for. Then Max wrote that shit about exploitation or whatever and it ruined my motivation. I guess I'll try because I can't think of anything better to write about and it's too god damn cold outside to do anything fun.

What got me wound up the other day was that it was nominated for Best Picture. People are always ragging on the Oscars for not celebrating true artsmanship and being an outlet for corporate shilling or whatever who cares, but I get overly emotionally invested in things like this and then I shout at my television and get testy and make everyone around me upset. I wish I didn't care, but I do. Here is why:

Avatar was basically as well thought out as a Sci-Fi (Syfy) Original Movie. I guess James Cameron has been sitting on the idea for this movie for years and has been waiting for technology to catch up with his vision. Since I'm autistic, I spend all my time lolling back and forth, coming up with imaginary stories. Sometimes I think of a story that tickles me but, upon further exploration, reveals itself to be a totally stupid idea and I abandon it. The ability to do this makes me more highly evolved than James Cameron. Some people (mostly loser art teachers) like to say that no idea is a bad idea. I posit that like 88% of ideas are just terrible. Here are some now:

- Giant blue cat people with tits
- Casting Sam Worthington in any movie
- USB cable hair braids that connect to 6 legged bug-horses' face-dongs
- Trying to write political/social satire when you have a fifth-grade reading level
- Making a movie about having sex with a cat

omg

When you put all of these abortions of ideas together with a bare bones retelling of The Passion of the Christ and then Pocahontas pisses all over it you get: the highest grossing film ever because America is Baby Town, USA.

The notion of wearing another body is a creepy idea that could have been explored in such a cool way by someone not intellectually bankrupt, but Cameron wanted to make Harry Potter and the Blue Cat Vagina and call it a day.

This man thinks you're stupid. He's probably right.


In Summation: James Cameron makes a substandard CGI animated film with smatterings of live action, makes a pact with an Ancient Dead God, and almost connives his way in to a Best Picture Oscar. I can't tell if he's tricking everyone or what. If he is, good for him and shame on EVERYONE. This shit is a national embarrassment and man-made disaster on par with the Exxon Valdez oil spill.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Avatar sucks pt.1

Before we get into what I'm sure will be an arduous struggling concerning the artistic merits of Avatar, I'd like to get in a first jab. Most people who saw that movie I'm sure where horrified by the humans' insatiable lust for the material resources of others. And most people who saw the movie probably didn't connect the dots that fueling an economy which allows such huge quantities of wealth to be poured into escapist entertainment requires massive consumption of resources. If anything, Avatar just shows us how much we (myself included) suck.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Thursday, February 25, 2010

You Should Really Care About This, Part 1: Adventure Time!

Calvin and Max's most recent posts were pretty damning of pretension and personal opinion, and also of independent thought and scholarly debate. They're at school to be like lawyers or some shit, so it isn't really their fault. They got brainwashed or something.

I guess it makes me an ignorant redneck according to Max and Calvin, but nothing in the world brings me more joy than identifying things as shit and then loudly proclaiming all the ways they are shit to everyone in earshot. Now I have the internet so everyone in the world can read my childish rants about how Asher Roth IS awful, no argument, the lowest low in recent creative history, is committing audible treason, makes me poop blood, etc. forever.

HOWEVER, today I am going to be positive. "You Should Really Care About This" is what I calls this new series, and in it I will spotlight artists who give a damn and the beautiful and sincere work they make. I'm going to start with:

Pendleton Ward's Adventure Time!


You've maybe seen Adventure Time? Maybe you think it's the best thing ever? That's because it is. Pendleton Ward made that (I guess probably with some other people but WHO CARES?) and it's the best thing to happen to television in the last decade. In a time where good things seldom happen, Adventure Time was picked up by Cartoon Network to be made in to a full fledged series that starts like next month maybe?

About the Artist: I don't know anything about Pendleton Ward, mostly because I've expended no effort in doing any research about him, but also because he seems like a normal enough dude that there probably isn't that much very exciting about him. He doesn't even have a Wikipedia page, so he must be boring. Also, he looks sort of like a very hip hobo. That's all I got.

I could unfairly compare Adventure Time to Spongebob Squarepants, but it's more like Spongebob is Brittany Spears and Adventure Time is Lady Gaga. Spongebob pushed the envelope for it's time and garnered a lot of mainstream attention and a shit load of money but hasn't done much of note for the past five or six years. Adventure Time (and its contemporaries: Chowder and The Misadventures of Flapjack) took the Spongebob formula, characterized by absurdism and traditional animation, and pushed it to it's logical conclusion and also added in a lot of sexual ambiguity and outfits made of Kermit the Frog. I'm sure Adventure Time and those other shows will be processed into action figures and lunch boxes in short order, but right now they exist in a form entirely separate from commercialization. They're abstract and intelligent and almost inaccessible in a way that can't be captured on a Hot Topic t-shirt. These shows appear to be made entirely for the entertainment of the people making them, and that's the only way to make really meaningful work.

CARTOOOOONS!

Dig this blog to see production materials for Adventure Time.

Friday, February 19, 2010

We're running out

I enjoyed Calvin's musings on the inane because he quite eloquently made the point that nothing it essentially inane. WE give meaning to everything. Nothing has intrinsic meaning. All meaning is subject to our creative capacities. Existentialism 101. If all meaning is a subjective projection of our own whims, prejudices, and fancies, it appears to me as though we enter the delightful world of unbounded relativism. And we do. The world it relative. BUT there are somethings which suck to such a large extent as to be almost certainly and objectively 'bad'. Like Genocide.

In the context of Asher Roth and the rest of the milieu of 'lowest common denominator' (LDC) entertainment of which Sam speaks, I believe we can see a near objective 'bad' surfacing. All of this entertainment hinges on hyper-consumption of material resources. Whether or not the lyrics or message explicitly endorses hyper-consumption varies, but all of this LDC art is a product of a society which hinges on mass production and mass consumption. I want to get off of my moral high horse because I, like almost all Americans, consume a lot of useless (inane?) crap. And while the aesthetic value I give to such crap is entirely subjective, it is a 100% objective, non-negotiable fact that there are limited resources on the planet and they will run out and our consumption of them causes massive environmental degradation. Fact. Skyrocketing populations and dwindling resources= catastrophe. Fact.

So we'll see what happens. Maybe the banal art which floods every facet of American culture isn't that big of a problem. It's the material strain this massive crap factory engenders.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Re: Ashur Roth Is

To begin, I would like to direct your attention to the following: A Song That Sam Will Love...

In conclusion, I would like to address those issues which have thus far been unanswered, and choose to do so now. Primarily, this blogisode will serve as a response to the recent allegations regarding "inanity and the empty-headed fratboy reactionary bullshit that is destroying American culture." I would like to retort to this accusation in two parts:


"inanity":

Inanity is defined by the American Heritage Dictionary as "something empty of meaning or sense." I would like to ask the question, "What songs, if any, are not truly empty of meaning or sense?" and then proceed to answer this question. What songs, if any, are not truly empty of meaning or sense? Of course, our National Anthem possesses a great deal of meaning, and makes a great deal of sense. Patriotism aside, I would now like to delve into philosophical territory.

I would like to make this argument using the same assumption with which my co-contributer 'Sam' uses to consider the 'Anti-Life' in my own considerations of Life itself. In a word, I would like to present the assumption that Life is subjective, and that there is no objective value in life. Of course, some will refuse to accept this assumption, but it is not to these individuals that I direct my prose. Rather, it is to those of you who recognize that the only meaning that one is able to find in life is the meaning which one attributes to particular things. The point of this digression is that although Sam may find some things to be inane, this does not mean that they actually are. In fact, if one gets down to the bottom of it all, everything is inane in an objective sense.

In a subjective sense, Ashur Roth's timeless song is not nearly as meaningless or senseless as many bits of art which have been hailed as masterpieces. Of course, that is only for me, because I have not personally given any meaning or value to certain pieces of art which I find absurd and utterly worthless. To others, however, there is a great deal of value to be found in art, and many people would pay hundreds of thousands of dollars to be able to own a piece of art that I would rather burn than allow to see the light of day. The same applies to books, music, critically acclaimed television series, movies, and adult entertainment material, with the exception of the price which would be paid by an enthusiast (although I'm sure someone would spend hundreds of thousands of dollars on rare 1800's pornography). In a word, everyone finds a lot of things inane, and anyone living outside a fascist state would be hard pressed to find one piece of art that would be loved by everyone.




"empty-headed fratboy reactionary bullshit":

First, I would like to point out that it sounds like someone didn't get a bid... Secondly, I don't believe this 'fratboy' culture about which is spoken could actually be described as 'reactionary.' Fraternities are a deeply beloved tradition in our great nation, and have been around far longer than the long-haired, peace loving, unprotected sex having, flag burning hippie culture which has found its way to college campuses nationwide. This, my friends, is a true reactionary culture. At least Ashur Roth advocates safe sex, as opposed to the Mamas and the Papas, who choose to advocate the spreading of venereal diseases casually among multiple, unacquainted partners. Fraternities were here first, the hippies and dissenters came second. Thus, this would not be 'reactionary bullshit,' just normal bullshit.

Thirdly, if one is to attack this 'empty-headed culture,' one must not stop at Ashur Roth; one must continue one's crusade until one has denounced the time-honored classics of Old School and Animal House, among others. What Ashur Roth is doing is not redefining, this I will admit. However, not everything needs to be. Certain things (fratty things) are fun time and time again. Maybe we should all shun entertainment of the fratty kind, and instead turn to films such as Revenge of the Nerds, which stereotype all Fraternity brothers into convenient packages, not only encouraging us, but making it easier to, hate men who choose to become a part of a brotherhood.


Maybe we should say 'goodbye' to masculinity, and instead hail in a world in which everyone is free to be as they choose, unless they choose to be masculine. Just because someone may take shots and funnel beer (which I've seen many people do, including my co-contributers (both GDIs)), this does not make them 'empty-headed.' This is not to imply that all Fraternity men act in this way, as, again, this is stereotypical. Rather, I would like to point out that individuals in fraternities have become easy targets for snobbish, pseudo-intellectual elitists, who would prefer to judge an individual as a stereotype and scapegoat rather than judge him on his individual merits and faults.

Although I do, in fact, live the life described in Ashur Roth's timeless classic, I am not personally offended by those who would rather it be banned from the airwaves. I would simply like to point out that when one enjoys something, this does not mean that one finds it to be "profound and truthful, something that could justify their aimlessness and intellectual laziness as a legitimate and acceptable way of life." It just means that they enjoy it. Beyond this, some people do (falsely?) attribute a great deal of meaning, truth, and life-affirmation to songs (see, particularly, the musics of Bob Dylan, Pink Floyd, and The Wu-Tang Clan).

To summarize this entire post into a single sentence: The criticisms directed at Ashur Roth can just as easily and legitimately be leveled at any other entertainer or artist that has ever existed, and America is the greatest nation on Earth.