Wednesday, 9 September 2015

Nothing but make-believe will ever feel real again

I have found the Labour party leadership contest surprisingly exciting, but that's to be expected when every major media outlet is trumpeting about Jeremy Corbyn's ability to take us back to the 1980s.
See, I assumed Mr Corbyn would just become leader of the Labour party and then stay in the present and disagree with the government a lot, but according to everyone from The Guardian to the Daily Mail, he will, in fact, engage in some sort of Back To The Future-style defiance of the laws of nature and travel backwards through time itself - and to think people are actually surprised that everyone wants to vote for him now?  Of course they'd vote for him!
For too long has time travel been the preserve of the rich and the media elite of London who use it to travel forward in time to see that Corbyn will lose elections!  Time travel for the rich, and austerity for the poor?  Not if our boy Jeremy has anything to say about it!

Tuesday, 8 September 2015

You sound like the kind of man who goes to Jerusalem and doesn't visit the Sexateria

Tony Blair had this to say on the matter of the British electorate wanting to exercise their right to choose their own representatives rather than having those representatives chosen for them from a vetted pool of establishment-approved ringers:

“It is like a driver coming to a roadblock on a road they’ve never travelled before and three grizzled old veterans say, ‘Don’t go any further, we have been up and down this road many times and we’re warning you that there are falling rocks, mudslides, dangerous hairpin bends and then a sheer drop’; and the driver says, ‘Screw you, stop patronising me. I know what I’m doing’.”

I find this parable quite fascinating, partly because it explicitly states that these grizzled veterans promise a plague of misfortunes upon anyone who dares question their divine infallibility, but mainly because it is a parable that explicitly acknowledges that the hypothetical driver does not believe what the three grizzled veterans are saying.  Sadly, the parable does not contain an additional verse wherein the driver elaborates upon his stance by admonishing the three grizzled veterans for killing hundreds of thousands of brown people and destabilising the Middle East for decades whilst personally cashing-in by advising dictators in the region - that would be too perfect - but I think the basic premise of subconscious projection is established in what is already there.
People just do not want to do what Tony Blair tells them and he cannot fathom why this might be - he's on the cusp of a realisation, but he never quite puts things together because I don't think he can.  This is the man, after all, who has gone on record as saying in his memoirs that he had dreamt that former Labour leader John Smith would be struck down by an act of God so that Tony could become leader in his place, and who latterly preaches parables to the masses because that is how a man who travels the land of the Israelites in the guise of a peacemaker rolls.  A moment or two of feigned self-awareness cannot disguise that Tony B and his followers look upon the father of ISIS as a messianic figure, while the rest of us merely see a cunt.

Friday, 4 September 2015

Sexy people deserve second chances

I won't lie: I am totally watching Devious Maids right now.  It has a scene where a character expresses his concern that someone might be faking having cancer, and to explain his suspicions, he says he checked the person's internet browsing history - he then points to a web page called "how to fake cancer".
I mention this because I read a Tweet from Seth McFarlane where he says "there's no such thing as "hate watching" you just like watching bad shows", but this sadly cannot be entirely accurate because it implies that there are people somewhere who enjoy watching Under The Dome.
I watch Under The Dome and I hate myself for doing so almost as much as I hate Under The Dome.  I am almost 100 percent certain my experience is a paradigm of UTD's audience.

Thursday, 3 September 2015

If I wasn't so lazy I'd punch you in the stomach

Yep.  Forgot again to update yesterday.  I suppose I shouldn't worry seeing as it was because I was working, but dang it, I just have so much wisdom to share with the world it is a crime when I don't post here about how bad the latest UStv shows are even though I don't seem to actually stop watching them.  Alternatively, it is stupid that I divide my time at home between drawing comics and playing videogames and it wouldn't kill me to branch out a bit and remind myself how to string sentences together now and then.

Monday, 31 August 2015

I'd like us to get to know each other before we commence the sacred dance that is "slamming"

If such things distract you, it may come as a surprise - to me especially - that it's not laziness that stopped me updating the blog lately, I just kept forgetting to do so.  Whoopsy.
Still, it's probably for the best that I update infrequently, as the world of the web already has plenty of people telling you how terrible Under The Dome is, so the vast majority of what I post is redundant even before I do so.  I'll try to remember to keep the cobwebs off my little corner of the web as best I can, though.

Tuesday, 25 August 2015

You know how much I hate the Russian people

Been watching the first season of The Odd Couple remake, and boy, Matthew Perry is just terrible in it.  To be fair, the scripting isn't exactly Shakespeare, but even so, Perry is usually much more emotive and engaging than this, particularly in shows like Mr Sunshine and Go On.  His delivery here seems to be him talking loudly to his co-stars like they're a bit hard of hearing, and I can't help but think he'd be better off finding a character to play rather than just flatly and loudly saying his lines.
Also been watching Scream: the Series, the tv version of the original self-aware teen horror movie, and good for the producers for not letting the fact that the world has moved on considerably in the years since Scream first appeared deter them from rehashing material that is now incredibly dated and irrelevant.  I like that someone has told them words like "hashtags" and "trending" and they clearly do not understand what these words mean in practice, though someone on staff makes a good fist IRL by putting up relevant hashtags onscreen during scenes in which children are stalked and murdered such as "#runrileyrun", which is in no way a sign that our civilization deserves an apocalypse.  I did laugh at a scene which hinged on a character explaining to someone that storytelling narratives had moved on and evolved, which is funny in itself in the context of Scream: The Series, but he continues to explain that videogames feature some of the most innovative storytelling of the last decade and cites The Last Of Us as an example - while waving at a bunch of Xboxes, the one console on which The Last Of Us will never, ever appear.  It's this kind of ineptitude in recreating the world of teenagers that makes Scream: The Series fail to convince even before getting to how unoriginal it all is.  Shows like Pretty Little Liars and 90210 have trod these paths with more confidence and conviction, and the videogame references are unfortunately more apt than I think was originally intended, because this is the tv equivalent of shovelware.  A good thing for those involved, then, that it airs on MTV, where the bar is not so much low as nonexistent.

Monday, 24 August 2015

You sure do talk funny

Don't mind me, I'm just surreptitiously slipping back into the blogging while nobody's looking.  Not a lot been happening around Chomhgaill Way, but some deadlines for stuff approach with more alacrity than I find to be ideal, so it's back to the routine of draw/screengrab/fill a blog post with waffle at some point in the day - until Fallout 4 drops, naturally.
It was the last Aqua Teens last night and I almost don't want to go grab it from the web and watch it because once it's gone, it's gone forever.  Ah geez... it wasn't exactly the most regular thing in the world, with some seasons being over a year apart and when they did appear, they were only about ten episodes long, but that show was a big influence on me, showing that you could do stupid and funny rather than stupid or funny.  I will miss it so...