Category Archives: Cinema
For the record, William Shakespeare, this guy, the son of a glove maker born in Stratford, England, in 1564 and widely considered the greatest writer to ever live, never wrote a thing.
There should be masses of contemporary documents about the life of the world’s greatest writer. His manuscripts, his letters, the letters sent to him, the letters about him between others, and printed stories and pamphlets about him. But there are none of these things. There are reviews and comments on the plays and poems. There are a few legal documents (as he) got involved in several minor court cases and he was sought for non-payment of taxes. But there are no documents which show that he had any connection with the plays or poems.
So now we have this, Anonymous, a new movie from director Roland Emmerich (Godzilla, 10000 BC), about Edward de Vere, the most popular candidate as the true author of the worlds greatest written works. Will the movie suck? Yes, almost definitely because he’s a terrible director, but it’s still an important subject. He’s really gonna hold up a mirror to those phonies.
Man, I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who’ve ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war… our Great Depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.
A kicking quote from the Oscar nominee movie The Social Network
I think if your clients want to sit on my shoulders and call themselves tall, they have the right to give it a try – but there’s no requirement that I enjoy sitting here listening to people lie. You have part of my attention – you have the minimum amount. The rest of my attention is back at the offices of Facebook, where my colleagues and I are doing things that no one in this room, including and especially your clients, are intellectually or creatively capable of doing.
Did I adequately answer your condescending question?