I am a firm realist. There are two sides: the anti-corpo leftists of Blade II, and the hyper “where do we sign” neo liberals of Battlefield Earth.
Blade II Leftists are sure nighttime is literally just yellow color grading except when it’s blue or they forget to do it at all, and the neo liberals are sure that you tilt the camera and the more you tilt the camera the better the movie is.
The truth is probably somewhere in the middle. John Travolta literally cannot evaporate, and he is also probably struggling to improve his filmmaking. He will probably find ways to do both fucked up color grading and what he thinks are Dutch angles, but in a more subtle way.
And then Del Toro will probably send him a box of shit or live bees for Christmas.
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I am a firm realist. I’d like to point out two things.
There are two sides: the anti-corpo leftists of Del Taco, and the hyper “where do we sign” neo liberals of Taco Bell.
Del Taco Leftists are sure Taco Bell will literally just evaporate tomorrow, and the neo liberals are sure that the secret menu has already happened and will be revealed for Taco Tuesday.
The truth is probably somewhere in the middle. Taco Bell literally cannot evaporate, and they are also probably struggling to design a burrito that doesn’t fucking suck. They will probably find ways to distract you with churro bites instead, as a reasonable fast food chain would.
I am a firm realist. There are two sides: the anti-corpo leftists of Blade II, and the hyper “where do we sign” neo liberals of Battlefield Earth.
Blade II Leftists are sure nighttime is literally just yellow color grading except when it’s blue or they forget to do it at all, and the neo liberals are sure that you tilt the camera and the more you tilt the camera the better the movie is.
The truth is probably somewhere in the middle. John Travolta literally cannot evaporate, and he is also probably struggling to improve his filmmaking. He will probably find ways to do both fucked up color grading and what he thinks are Dutch angles, but in a more subtle way.
And then Del Toro will probably send him a box of shit or live bees for Christmas.
it was right there
fucking… maybe if I edit it in nobody will notice
maybe they’ll pay even more for the director’s cut
they’ll pay twice as much!
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finally my pyramid scheme is coming to fruition
sneerchain, coming soon to an awful system near you
I am a firm realist. I’d like to point out two things.
There are two sides: the anti-corpo leftists of Del Taco, and the hyper “where do we sign” neo liberals of Taco Bell.
Del Taco Leftists are sure Taco Bell will literally just evaporate tomorrow, and the neo liberals are sure that the secret menu has already happened and will be revealed for Taco Tuesday.
The truth is probably somewhere in the middle. Taco Bell literally cannot evaporate, and they are also probably struggling to design a burrito that doesn’t fucking suck. They will probably find ways to distract you with churro bites instead, as a reasonable fast food chain would.
I pass the crown of firmist realist on to you
I hereby vow to be extremely firm and extremely realistic
goddammit now I want a taco, and there’s no great options near me
curse you, average of extremes!
I can’t stop, it’s like eating potato chips, and as a firm realist. I’d like to point out two things.
There are two sides: the anti-corpo leftists who eat Pringles, and the hyper “where do we sign” neo liberals who prefer doritos.
“I was somewhere in the middle of your mother last night, Trebek!”