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Saturday, September 18, 2004 First the Audience and Some Unrelated Links The audience was comprised of old people. I mean old people as in people with a substantial amount of gray in their hair and/or balding. (And was that a toupee over there too?!) Okay, so maybe I should not have been surprised. When I went to the box office early to get tickets last week (and still had to wait two hours) the line was mostly old people. But really. I only saw one or two other people who could have been students. Everyone else was the over fifty type and even though I usually don't pay attention to other people in the theater, this was borderline weird. It made me wonder if there was something wrong with me. If I'm surrounded by old people, shouldn't I be watching a different movie? The answer to the previous question is no, but there is an interesting note about the subject matter of the movie. Because on one level, the movie was about the old (the age of most people in the audience) vs. the young (people my age) and the older characters in the movie "won"--which probably put off any potential younger viewers. Pajamagate. Lynn S. remarks that sometimes the political bloggers have all the fun, but you know, I didn't find this very amusing. People were obviously exaggerating--which is the whole point, you might say--although I found a picture of a laptop in the bathroom a bit funny. Yes, something may be out of whack with my humor-o-meter, but I have to point out that the so-called blogosphere in its self-absorption is once again behaving like trendy teenagers who have no ounce of originality. The #1 reason why people didn't reach 50,000. 7 out of 8 people fail Nanowrimo, mostly because they fail to start writing at all. Also an anecdote: if you mention you've written a novel just once, people will keep asking you about it even if you never mention writing ever again. Since I'm not an egomaniac (at least I hope not), this gets annoying real fast. How To Build A Universe That Doesn't Fall Apart Two Days Later. An essay by Philip K. Dick: "Science fiction writers, I am sorry to say, really do not know anything. We can't talk about science, because our knowledge of it is limited and unofficial, and usually our fiction is dreadful. A few years ago, no college or university would ever have considered inviting one of us to speak. We were mercifully confined to lurid pulp magazines, impressing no one. In those days, friends would say me, "But are you writing anything serious?" meaning "Are you writing anything other than science fiction?" We longed to be accepted. We yearned to be noticed. Then, suddenly, the academic world noticed us, we were invited to give speeches and appear on panels -- and immediately we made idiots of ourselves. The problem is simply this: What does a science fiction writer know about? On what topic is he an authority?" [posted by S. Y. Affolee on 4:42 AM : ]
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