Josh Clements
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Known to scribble away at my fantasy novel, screenplays, poems and short stories.
Tastes may vary.
Twitter: @JoshuaClements89
Stories (12/0)
The Audio Wars
VOX recently confirmed what we have all known for some time, audio in entertainment is becoming harder and harder to hear. Recently, when I was watching Glass Onion: A Knives Out Story amongst family, not ten minutes in to the movie were people clamouring for the subtitles to be switched on. Why is this?
By Josh Clements2 months ago in Geeks
The Last of Us: Our Obsession With The End Won’t End
Twenty years have gone by since Cillian Murphy woke up in a devastated zombie filled London in Danny Boyle’s 28 Days Later. We are treated to another spectacle of the end in the critically renowned The Last of Us. A show that cements the fact that the only thing left which separates television and film is the size of the screen. The Last of Us is truely impressive and fantastic to watch, but isn’t it a story we have heard many times before?
By Josh Clements2 months ago in Geeks
Entropy
Hot particles move Us through time - heat is the key. We live by firelight. (There is one, and only one, law in physics that acknowledges a difference between the past and the future; the second law of thermodynamics, a.k.a. the law of entropy. The second law has to do with heat and says that heat cannot pass from a cold body to a hot one.)
By Josh Clements2 months ago in Poets
The Matrix, The Red Pill and the Future of Ideology
When thinking about the Matrix and the Red Pill, I come to question whether ideology is something we can be freed from and if it can be counted as a scientific force, as much an immovable truth in the universe as gravity or light. The question comes to mind of how ideology exists and how can we use it? Can we be free of ideology or are we lifelessly in it, as to be stuck within a never ending Russian Doll; can we escape ideology? And what better place to look than the place which reignited this area of futurism, ideology and science, The Matrix and The Red Pill.
By Josh Clements9 months ago in Futurism
December 2021
Her legs had quickly become numb, yet she had no plans to move. Not for a moment did she long for the warm soft couch of her grandmother that she had left behind that morning. No, this cold bench was where she had to be, and soon she would go to where she needed to be. After all, she was about to lose everything that mattered to her, and she felt like it was all her fault.
By Josh Clements2 years ago in Humans
