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Cake day: July 1st, 2023

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  • I think you’re hyperbolic about how Art will look in the future. “Art” as a category includes absolutely anything and everything; from a child’s doodle to an as hoc arrangement of pinecones on a forest floor.

    Authors and their works will always exist, even as AI-generated content floods the internet; the complete works of Dumas, for instance, are public domain, will never disappear, and will always have readers.

    What we’re witnessing right now is a flood of AI slop across every medium, from visual arts to books to music; and yeah, there will always be a Lowest Common Denominator kind of audience that won’t recognise slop as being slop; but just like how there’s currently a resurgence of vinyl, there will always been a hunger for genuine, authentic, human-created art across every medium.



    1. The Earth itself doesn’t have to be hanging in the balance. Smaller plots are just fine.

    2. I don’t need a month-long plot broken into 2hrs; I’d really rather have a more limited duration being represented.

    More on that point: I recently watched the Director’s Cut of Napoleon, and found myself wishing it didn’t have such a “biopic” feel, where 20 years of events was condensed down to 3.5hrs. Quite frankly I’d rather have a vibe more like “The Raid: Redemption” where it doesn’t have to be Real Time, but closer to that serves a better narrative.

    I keep thinking back to Rogue One, at the end of Act 2 where our Team Of Heroes has been assembled and they’re traveling towards the epic showdown that is Act 3. They’ve got a few days to spend in hyperspace, and we get one brief scene establishing that fact, quick banter between a few people, and off to the big showdown.

    It felt so rushed to me that I wondered what I was missing over those days spent in travel; how characters were preparing themselves for what was next, how they were reconciling the events that led them to this; there is an utter wealth of joy that can be found by just slowing down and letting characters exist in time, instead of just minimal exposition followed by action.




  • It has become an ongoing issue that my wife complains that she smells something, then gets angry at me if I am unable to smell that same smell, sometimes accusing me of gas lighting her or calling her a liar, when actually I just don’t smell the smell she’s smelling.

    I’m not making implications or accusations, I’m not trying to mislead or confuse her, I just can’t smell whatever she’s smelling and that fact frustrates the heck out of her as though I’m personally letting her down. Then she gets a bit aggro and I have to change the garbages / kitchen compost in the hopes that perhaps those are the sources of the smells I can’t smell. Sometimes that helps. She will never change the garbage or take out the compost herself.

    When she insisted that she smelled a gas leak from our furnace that I couldn’t smell, we called a professional who confirmed our furnace was working fine and there was no gas leak; but I was still the villain for denying the gas leak ahead of time. Three times in the last 6 months this has been a thing.