ot much for today – more like the musings of an old man (old, maybe, but I can still climb up on the roof of the clubhouse with a chainsaw to clear overhanging growth while the youngsters hide from the heat and danger inside).
Okay, that rant done, here’s an observation: Whatever you are streaming, you really shouldn’t bother trying to “sell” it to other people. We all have long “my stuff” lists. And conversations between subscribers pretty much come down to…
Subscriber A: “Hey, I’m watching ‘Fish Games’. You should check it out.”
Subscriber B: “I might do that” (no way in Hell) “And you should check out the light porn of ‘Brideton’.”
Subscriber A: Nods. (Ugh. No thanks).
See, I used to have a fault that I’d figure everyone would love the movies I’d love. I’d always take DVDs over when we visited. Got my parents, my siblings, everyone to watch my stuff. Frankly, I was a bit of a tit about it. And eventually (as I got older) I realized nobody really wanted to watch them. So I stopped. It was a very freeing experience.
And yes, you all still watch rubbish I’m no way interested in, but I can watch my crap in smug superiorness.
I’ll keep reviewing books I’ve enjoyed. And I do need to tell someone on Facebook that the should check out FireFly. But my heart’s not in it, the whole recommendation thing. It’s just empty conversation filler at this point.
Nobody watched Scissors Seven even with my raves, so to hell with it.