Aspiring script/book/graphic novel writer and avid NFL fan. Likes rainy days and walks on the beach but my biggest turn on? Honesty.
So, the past week has been a real eye-opener for the current discourse of history in Britain. From protests and counter-protests to the statue of slave trader Edward Colston going for a swim, it has provided an extraordinary opportunity for a nation to search its soul and to accept its past. That is if only more people were willing to.
Just over a week ago, they announced the death of TV presenter Caroline Flack. Those close to her spoke of how she was struggling with the pressure of her upcoming court case for domestic abuse and how that pressure had been exacerbated because of coverage in tabloid newspapers and magazines. The tabloids soon found themselves on the receiving end of such scrutiny when people turned on them, blaming them for causing undue stress on what was evidently a very vulnerable person. The newspapers poured their hearts out for Ms. Flack while they hastily purged every article that had contributed to her despair.
Just recently, acclaimed and legendary director Martin Scorsese came out against the money-making juggernaut that is comic book movies, with the Marvel Cinematic Universe bearing most of the brunt, going so far as to compare them to theme parks and say that they're not, "real cinema." Francis Ford Coppola joined him in calling the genre "despicable" and ever since folks on both sides of the aisle have been deriding each other on the annals of the internet over which side is right.
In December of last year, I began work on what is now my second screenplay, and the first draft was finished just four months later by the second week of April. I was dead pleased with myself, as this was less than half the time it took me to write my first, and it would then take just a few more weeks of rewrites to get it to where I really wanted it to be. Now comes the hard part; getting it noticed.
Recently, the contract for my temporary employment at a certain call centre came to an end. I can't say that I miss it. There's something about being routinely told that I'm a worthless idiot by faceless strangers that just doesn't appeal to me, and besides, the voices in my head pretty much have that base covered. So, with nothing else lined up, I had to schedule an appointment go to the Job Centre, but this was only the beginning of the nightmare.
It was recently suggested to me that I start my own YouTube channel reviewing movies. A) My voice isn't that annoying* and B) I would sooner gush over movies I love and elaborate on what makes them work rather than tear down the passion projects of people at the other end of the spectrum. I would like to treat other movies the same way I would like anything that I've written, or will write, to be treated.
"Man, in his arrogance, thinks himself a great work. Worthy of the interposition of a deity..." Darwin wrote in his notebook in the decades prior before he would publish The Origin of Species, this simple observation would have profound ramifications on how we view ourselves and our place in the world. Its contribution to a much larger body of work would not only influence science, but also challenge strongly held religious beliefs.
So recently, Gillette released an ad criticising negative behaviour exhibited by men and most of the internet proceeded to lose its collective shit. I'm sure a lot of people saw straight through it for what it was; a business making a corny attempt at pandering to social issues of the time whilst hawking their product (Hello? Pepsi?) but its underlying message is simply too hard to ignore. Essentially, the ad calls on men to be better, to call out toxic behaviour like bullying and sexism, and that's something I can get on board with. However, there are those who see this as a weakness. Reflection and self-improvement are profound transitional periods and are traits of strong, intelligent people. Having empathy for others is not a weakness. Excising bitterness and resentment is not a weakness but the removal of weakness.