Category Archives: My Works
So everyone in the universe has seen ‘Frozen’ at this point. Among a majority of the film’s positive reviews (including my own), one of the most common points of raise was the theme of subverting clichés associated with the House of Mouse.
Plot and story/storytelling are two separate things. This is a concept that I don’t see many people think about, and even making the distinction between the two isn’t something that many take the time to do.
Yet, I feel it’s important, when analyzing your feelings toward a work to not conflate the two things. With that in mind, how exactly are they different, and how exactly do they relate?
Simon awoke in an unfamiliar room. His first instinct was to panic. He bolted upright, eyes darting around his surroundings. The room was very, very red. Red, pod-like chairs. Red, featureless doors. Hanging from the ceiling above him was a bright light.
Something I’ve been thinking about recently is what we mean when we say that something is ‘bad’ or ‘good’.
For a piece of art in particular, we tend to see ‘good’ and ‘bad’ as concepts that are universally agreed upon. When someone admits to liking a film, book, still image or Television show that is largely considered ‘bad’, we all tend to operate under the idea that liking said things are ok, so long as it’s lack of quality is still acknowledged.
I am just as guilty as anyone of calling a work ‘bad’ or ‘good’, but the question remains; Are there universal, definitive standards by which a work can be judged?
The Electronic Entertainment Expo has come, and once again I find myself unable to attend. Since I’m not exactly a hardcore gamer (a fact evidenced by my utter lack of posts on anything game related until this point), this isn’t too big of a bummer. And yet, as one of the five people on planet Earth who owns a Wii U, Nintendo’s newest look at their upcoming games for the system was quite enticing. And so here I go, attempting to lay out my thoughts on what’s new, and by extension why I think Nintendo is winning the current stretch of the console race from a quality standpoint.
Because I can.
Alex walked up to the lonely old house, making certain not to trip over any shrubbery on the way to the front. It had been difficult enough to see with his crudely homemade sock-ski mask, but the fog surrounding the sparse neighborhood was enough to make him consider buying a pair of night goggles.
Nonsense, he thought to himself, night goggles were much too expensive. If he’d had money to pay for those, he certainly he wouldn’t be robbing houses for free stuff. Still, night goggles sounded like a cool investment. If he were to run across a pair, he’d have to remember to take it.
So a woman gathers a bunch of strangers together to make on camera and everyone on the Internet is eating it up? Then again the woman has more than three vowels in her name and it was filmed in black & white, so it probably has some deeper meaning.
I suppose I can give it a crack.
I wrote a thing about writing. How meta.
The Oscars have come and gone, and while I must admit a large part of me was looking forward to ribbing the whole affair as the joke that many people have come to see it as, I must admit I can’t complain too much about what just went down.
I’d intended to make a “Top 5 Oscar Mistakes” or something, but most, if not all, of the winners were the ones I predicted if not the ones I agreed with. So I can’t really make a negative list without getting into incredibly petty stuff, like actors flubbing their lines like human beings.