huh maybe it's called Beetlejuice Beetlejuice because it's twice as long as the original

for the love of god why does every movie have to be 2½ hours

I have seen Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace several times in the past month.

I've listened to Griffin & David's phantom podcast, I've watched the RedLetterMedia Mr. Plinkett reviews, I've listened to the Chapo commentary track. I've heard every criticism of the film said in many different ways by many different people, and I still can't stop watching Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace.

I recently watched a staged live reading of the script with esteemed actors such as Tony Hale and Haley Joel Osment (highly recommend this one btw)

Surely by now I should be tired of everything to do with Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace, but no. Every time I watch the film I'm every bit in awe as I was when I watched it in theaters at the age of 6.

Every choice confounds me, every scene surprises me anew with its sheer ineptitude, every frame oozes incompetence. I should know the film by heart, but I never have any idea what's coming next, it's as if my memory is erased every time a new terrible scene begins.

As a species we have just barely begun to scratch the surface of what's wrong with this movie. I don't think we will ever come close to fully unpacking what George Lucas has done here.

Please, Lord forgive me for what I'm about to do, which is press "play" on Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace. This is the last time, I promise. I just need to get this out of my system and then I'll be done forever. I can stop anytime...

oh god, oh fuck I've had the film playing on a loop for the past 48 hours. I can't tear my eyes away, I haven't eaten or slept, all I can do is watch Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace, wallowing in my own filth until I inevitably die of exhaustion like in Infinite Jest. These are the last words I will ever hear:

Mesa caused mabbe one, two-y lettle bitty axadentes, huh? Yud-say boom da gassar, den crashin der boss's heyblibber, den banished

— Jar Jar Binks

wait no, I've seen the light, I know how to break free, how to escape this endless nightmare. I'm going to watch Star Wars: Episode II: Attack of the Clones

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just saw this movie pop up on a torrent site and was intrigued by the poster, which looks cool as fuck, I mean how many hand-painted movie posters do you see these days?

turns out the director, David Allen, was a stop-motion animator who sadly died of cancer in 1999, so the film was never completed. a few years back some of his colleagues launched a crowdfunded campaign to finish the film and it was finally released last year in theaters and more recently on digital

thought this story was fascinating, the fact that this movie had been in development for 50+ years and shot 30 years ago just now getting released is intriguing. I haven't seen the film yet, but I like stop-motion so I'm gonna check it out later tonight.

anyone seen this one yet?

I mean, could you imagine???

my whole life I thought I was only attracted to women, turns out I'm attracted to anyone who's pretty

what a sigh of relief

seems appropriate for June 1st. Bored Lord is a great artist and this album (Transexual Rave Hymns) is full of bangers

press release from 2019:

"Transsexual Rave Hymns is Bored Lord’s recent release from Knightwerk. As evoked from the title, this full album is a meditative, spiritual approach to dance music, specifically situated within Daria’s experience. Amongst the dissonance there is melody, and amongst the resilience there is despair. This duality allows for Daria to present a complex and honest portrait of what it means to exist as a trans woman, all within the context of highly danceable club tracks.

Pairing distorted pop with acid house, Rave Hymns blends genres to create a hypnotic club sound. The album moves between her signature energized sound (“Spit in Your Mouth,” “My Loneliness Is Killing Me”), to tracks that channel a contemporary take on classic rave sounds (“Broken Heart Broken Hearted,” "You Make Me Feel So Good”), to reflective, melodic trans anthems (“No More Hiding Who I Want To Be,” “Keep Your Hands Off My Body”). Rave Hymns firmly reflects Daria's position not only within the tradition of other trans DJs, but at the forefront of a growing movement and sound."

an LGBT Pride festival is simply not the right forum for displaying the paintings of Thomas Kinkade

preferably something I can run locally on my PC. most of what comes up on google are cloud-based services and I don't want to have to upload shit to the internet. I just want a Windows program that can do speech-to-text from a video in different languages, translate to English and generate an .srt file or similar

what kind of lame-ass dork would spend $200 on some worthless plastic garbage that does nothing but give you blatantly false information

for fuck's sake, LLMs do not possess knowledge. they generate believable text, that's it. you can't trust any information it spits out, it's just a word prediction algorithm AHHHH STOP TREATING IT LIKE AN INFORMATIONAL TOOL

even if this "AI" shit was even remotely useful, who wants to carry around some stupid orange device that does nothing your smartphone can't already do? whoever buys this trash deserves to get grifted

PS I hate Swedish minimalist design. this shit looks like a toy for a 4 year-old, which happens to be mental age of anyone who would buy this crap

call that a 1080pee

We don't rely on "There's nowhere to go"
We realize that the soul grows
We just deny that the truth is untold
No one to rally us both

I don't know why I don't wanna transform
Taking the long road home

Doesn't the sky look like maps to our house?
Doesn't the sea look so empty?
Even my dreams kissed in digital gloss
It's my reality

I don't know why I don't wanna transform
Taking the long road home

I don't know why I don't wanna transform
Taking the long way home
Alone

I don't
I don't know why I don't wanna
I don't know why I don't wanna
I don't know why I don't wanna
I don't know why I don't wanna transform

The sand should be orange! Why isn't the sand orange?

Most of the exterior desert scenes look so. fucking. boring. These scenes are so devoid of color because they were shot in the most beige landscape imaginable. The sand is white, the sky is white, Timothée Chalamet is white. There is no saturation, no contrast. It looks so dull and flat and lifeless.

The landscapes themselves look pretty cool but imagine how much cooler they'd look with even a little bit of color instead of this shit:

It's especially confusing because many of the other scenes in the film make excellent use of the monochromatic color scheme. The interior and nighttime shots have this stunning contrast with predominantly vibrant yellow-orange hues which really stand out. So having orange sand would have visually tied the whole film together. But instead we're stuck with beige for the majority of Part 2.

I had assumed they shot where they did due to logistical restrictions (it probably wouldn't have been practical to shoot in the Sahara desert) but I looked up Wadi Rum, the desert in Jordan where they filmed, and it's orange as hell!

This place looks like fucking Mars, so how did they mess this up? They found the most boring section in the whole desert and filmed there instead?

My best explanation is that this was a very intentional and deliberate choice, so that when the film actually does use color it's more impactful. But... I still don't like it, I think it sucks. The sand should be orange.