If you send out screeners, some office boy is going to make a copy, share it with friends, and one of 'em will end up tossing it to Kickass for a "nice comment." There's almost ALWAYS a leak of a screener, which is why smart companies don't even send them out and instead invite bigshots and reviewers to come to a theater to see the show.
The slant for this story is all wrong. The important thing isn't which copy got leaked.
The second part of the story isn't that important either.
Here, you're told about the "financial damage" done because millions of people are seeing the film free.
Uh, yeah. Try to convince anyone to cry for Quentin Tarantino, who is a millionaire. So are the stars of his film.
Quentin has become a millionaire without ME. I have NEVER seen one of his fucking films. I have no interest in his ugly, demented world. Or his ugly demented self.
Despite worldwide piracy and copying, Squiinty always seems to have enough money to make another lavishly disgusting film that people cheer for its violence and sick-headed sluts and morons.
The final part of the story buries the really important point, which is that there are websites that imperviously host stolen material, and there are gleeful punks who think what they do is heroic.
The story mentions some group of idiotic brats who get off on being so "powerful" they can spit at big corporations. As in: Nyaaah, we can steal your stuff and get away with it!
Brats who aren't creative enough to write scripts or act in them, or even learn how to be a fucking key grip or make-up artist, boast about their "creativity" in hacking.
This is sort of like a rapist thinking he's Casanova, or a graffiti asshole declaring he's up there with Rembrandt.
Huh? This is your revolution, ye of the dirty underwear and snotty noses?
Pirating "ALL OF THEM ONE AFTER ANOTHER..." is the boastful message.
Right, Power to the People. Free the Movies. If you can't be part of the solution, be part of the problem.
Meanwhile, kiddies, Muslims your age are murdering people with automatic weapons. What are you doing about that? Do you think people your age are saps for volunteering with Greeenpeace or a local ASPCA? You're big on stealing movies but isn't climate change more important? You're letting some other chav get to see a Tarantino film, but what's that do for the granny down the street slowly starving to death because the government isn't giving her enough to eat? You aren't even shoplifting at Tescos to bring her some food, are you, Robin Hood?
Isn't it a little pathetic that brats consider themselves revolutionaries and freedom fighters because they steal entertainment?
I haven't read the Robin Hood story in a while, but I think that guy gave money and food to the poor. He didn't steal bawdy novels out of "Ye Olde Bookshop" and hand it to snickering young pervs.
Here's a name most Quentin Tarantino fans never heard of: Jean Valjean. What did he steal? Was it video games? Was it dirty knickers out of Shauna Cuntwell's hamper? Did Jean give away every James Last album and Beach Boys single? No. He stole a loaf of bread.
Maybe Tarantino will be inspired to make a movie about the really "hateful" spoiled brats out there, and there are much more than eight of them.
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