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The Big Reveal

2020.11.21 02:54 helpcreepylandlady The Big Reveal

We are conditioned to see faces in everything. In the markings on the gnarled wood of a table or an arrangement of stars in the wine-dark sky. Human beings are defined by their ability to recognise one another, and each face is unique. They are the one thing we have that we can truly call our own. They come to us at birth, they grow with us, and they die alongside us; our constant companions.
No one else has a right to our likeness, and no one person will ever look like us. At least, that’s what I used to believe. The person I see staring back at me now is not the same man I was a year ago. Not the same man I was last week, even. It is hard to tell if I am human anymore.
 
When I was eighteen, I started creating content online and it gained some traction. I decided to remain anonymous, for fear that my family and friends might find out what I was doing. I may have put myself out into the most public of arenas, but I am an intensely private person. I was not about to expose myself; not to the world, or anyone else.
As time went on, my following grew and grew. This persona, this double life of mine, began to insinuate itself into every fibre of my being, like roots burying deep into the earth. Within a matter of months, I was a virtual sensation.
My anonymity went from a quirk to a dilemma, and then to a crisis. On every livestream I hosted, there would be an outpouring of demands for me to reveal my identity and show my face. It is a strange thought to know that so many people are watching, but no one really sees you.
 
I imagined those people at their keyboards, mouths frothing and eyes that cracked with rust-red veins, as they became hysterical with their desire. Human desire is a powerful thing. It can overwhelm us and consume us. I should know.
 
I remember the day it started with vivid clarity. I woke up in the late afternoon and went to wash my face. When I looked up from the sink, I caught sight of my left eye. I peered closer into the mirror to get a better view. My eye appeared to have gotten darker and white specks, like fresh snow, danced in my iris.
I became lost in my own gaze, captivated by the swirling pattern that revealed itself over time. There was a constellation, a galaxy of movement, contained within my eye. It was difficult to comprehend at first, but I knew I had to see someone.
 
After lonely hours spent within the white-washed walls of waiting rooms, I was told that they couldn’t pinpoint the source of the problem, but advised that I wear an eye patch for the time being and return for more tests at a later date. I hadn’t lost my sight, so the doctors were dismissive of what they perceived to be a healthy, if not somewhat paranoid, teenage boy.
As the soft glow of dusk descended and I made my way home, I thought that I could see shapes, obscured by shadow, out of the corner of my left eye. There was something horrific and enticing about these visions.
I pulled the eyepatch I had been given out of my pocket and put it over my left eye to block them out, but the shapes remained, imprinted on the inside of the eyepatch. Without the distraction of the street to cloud my gaze, a half-world revealed itself to me from somewhere beyond comprehension. It took all the strength I could summon to make it home that night.
 
A year passed in this way, with no end in sight. A chaos of the grotesque and fantastical plagued my waking hours, all flitting passed me on the back of that eyepatch like shadow puppets. I fancied that I could see sounds, torturous and violent, congealing into an amorphous mass in front of my left eye. Whenever I took the eyepatch off to try and read, I found words between the lines, pregnant with hidden meaning. Consume. Worship. Desire. These words lunged out of the page; each one a ravenous beast fixed on devouring me. I had reached breaking point.
 
My output had slowed to a trickle. After much deliberation, I decided to withdraw from my online life for a while to concentrate on my health. Nothing, not even the anger of all those people, could compare to what I was going through each day.
 
Within a few months, the tundra-flecks within my iris began to disappear and, by the end of the year, they were almost gone. So too were the tortured figures, the secret words, and the horrors that had loomed at the periphery of my vision. Life returned to normal, or so I thought. At the core of my being, there was an unacknowledged truth; some remnant of those days gnawing at me from the inside.
 
I live alone and have few close friends. That level of isolation can be hard to bear, so I was not surprised when the temptation crept its way back into my heart. This time, however, it was different. Thanks to a few choice connections, my popularity skyrocketed at a staggering pace, and I was soon inundated with demands yet again.
 
Reveal your face. Reveal yourself. Reveal all.
 
Those words bore into my mind and found their way into memories I thought were long forgotten. I could feel a pressure at the back of my head that grew each day, until soon my vision had blurred and I could hardly muster the strength to stand. My arms lay limp at my sides and I spent countless hours staring at my ceiling, until strange yet familiar shapes began to coalesce on the cold plaster.
My only companion during those days was my phone and, in the reflection of that dark screen, I became convinced that I was changing. I don’t know how long I stayed like this, but one day I summoned every ounce of my will and forced myself out of that bed.
 
Once I made it to the bathroom, I took a deep breath and looked into the mirror. Both of my eyes were a haze of purplish black, with a smattering of white dots that wound their way in fluid motion like silver fish in dark pools. There was no iris or pupil to speak of. All had been obliterated by that filmy layer of night-colour. I stared at myself and the cosmos that had formed inside of me gazed back.
When I winced from the sight of it, the corners of my mouth stretched to the sharp peaks of my cheekbones and revealed a chasm lined with jagged teeth. Through my new eyes, I could peer down into that void and see inside of myself. I saw those words, etched onto the inside of my body, scored into my being.
 
Consume. Worship. Desire.
 
Human desire is a powerful thing. Enough of it can change the fabric of reality. My face changes every day, twisting and adapting based on what they think of me. It is not my own. The more they beg for me, believe in me, worship me, the more tenuous my grasp on humanity becomes. I am an exquisite and monstrous thing.
 
Tonight, I will be hosting a special livestream event. I’ve decided to call it The Big Reveal. Over a million people will wait with bated breath for the revelation they have hungered for.
I will show my face; the face that they have given me. Let them have what they want. Let them go mad from the sight of it.
 
I want to find a way back to myself.
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2020.11.19 04:31 helpcreepylandlady I'm a famous content creator on YouTube who can never reveal their face.

We are conditioned to see faces in everything. In the markings on the gnarled wood of a table or an arrangement of stars in the wine-dark sky. Human beings are defined by their ability to recognise one another, and each face is unique. They are the one thing we have that we can truly call our own. They come to us at birth, they grow with us, and they die alongside us; our constant companions.
No one else has a right to our likeness, and no one person will ever look like us. At least, that’s what I used to believe. The person I see staring back at me now is not the same man I was a year ago. Not the same man I was last week, even. It is hard to tell if I am human anymore.
 
When I was eighteen, I started creating content online and it gained some traction. I decided to remain anonymous, for fear that my family and friends might find out what I was doing. I may have put myself out into the most public of arenas, but I am an intensely private person. I was not about to expose myself; not to the world, or anyone else.
As time went on, my following grew and grew. This persona, this double life of mine, began to insinuate itself into every fibre of my being, like roots burying deep into the earth. Within a matter of months, I was a virtual sensation.
My anonymity went from a quirk to a dilemma, and then to a crisis. On every livestream I hosted, there would be an outpouring of demands for me to reveal my identity and show my face. It is a strange thought to know that so many people are watching, but no one really sees you.
 
I imagined those people at their keyboards, mouths frothing and eyes that cracked with rust-red veins, as they became hysterical with their desire. Human desire is a powerful thing. It can overwhelm us and consume us. I should know.
 
I remember the day it started with vivid clarity. I woke up in the late afternoon and went to wash my face. When I looked up from the sink, I caught sight of my left eye. I peered closer into the mirror to get a better view. My eye appeared to have gotten darker and white specks, like fresh snow, danced in my iris.
I became lost in my own gaze, captivated by the swirling pattern that revealed itself over time. There was a constellation, a galaxy of movement, contained within my eye. It was difficult to comprehend at first, but I knew I had to see someone.
 
After lonely hours spent within the white-washed walls of waiting rooms, I was told that they couldn’t pinpoint the source of the problem, but advised that I wear an eye patch for the time being and return for more tests at a later date. I hadn’t lost my sight, so the doctors were dismissive of what they perceived to be a healthy, if not somewhat paranoid, teenage boy.
As the soft glow of dusk descended and I made my way home, I thought that I could see shapes, obscured by shadow, out of the corner of my left eye. There was something horrific and enticing about these visions.
I pulled the eyepatch I had been given out of my pocket and put it over my left eye to block them out, but the shapes remained, imprinted on the inside of the eyepatch. Without the distraction of the street to cloud my gaze, a half-world revealed itself to me from somewhere beyond comprehension. It took all the strength I could summon to make it home that night.
 
A year passed in this way, with no end in sight. A chaos of the grotesque and fantastical plagued my waking hours, all flitting passed me on the back of that eyepatch like shadow puppets. I fancied that I could see sounds, torturous and violent, congealing into an amorphous mass in front of my left eye. Whenever I took the eyepatch off to try and read, I found words between the lines, pregnant with hidden meaning. Consume. Worship. Desire. These words lunged out of the page; each one a ravenous beast fixed on devouring me. I had reached breaking point.
 
My output had slowed to a trickle. After much deliberation, I decided to withdraw from my online life for a while to concentrate on my health. Nothing, not even the anger of all those people, could compare to what I was going through each day.
 
Within a few months, the tundra-flecks within my iris began to disappear and, by the end of the year, they were almost gone. So too were the tortured figures, the secret words, and the horrors that had loomed at the periphery of my vision. Life returned to normal, or so I thought. At the core of my being, there was an unacknowledged truth; some remnant of those days gnawing at me from the inside.
 
I live alone and have few close friends. That level of isolation can be hard to bear, so I was not surprised when the temptation crept its way back into my heart. This time, however, it was different. Thanks to a few choice connections, my popularity skyrocketed at a staggering pace, and I was soon inundated with demands yet again.
 
Reveal your face. Reveal yourself. Reveal all.
 
Those words bore into my mind and found their way into memories I thought were long forgotten. I could feel a pressure at the back of my head that grew each day, until soon my vision had blurred and I could hardly muster the strength to stand. My arms lay limp at my sides and I spent countless hours staring at my ceiling, until strange yet familiar shapes began to coalesce on the cold plaster.
My only companion during those days was my phone and, in the reflection of that dark screen, I became convinced that I was changing. I don’t know how long I stayed like this, but one day I summoned every ounce of my will and forced myself out of that bed.
 
Once I made it to the bathroom, I took a deep breath and looked into the mirror. Both of my eyes were a haze of purplish black, with a smattering of white dots that wound their way in fluid motion like silver fish in dark pools. There was no iris or pupil to speak of. All had been obliterated by that filmy layer of night-colour. I stared at myself and the cosmos that had formed inside of me gazed back.
When I winced from the sight of it, the corners of my mouth stretched to the sharp peaks of my cheekbones and revealed a chasm lined with jagged teeth. Through my new eyes, I could peer down into that void and see inside of myself. I saw those words, etched onto the inside of my body, scored into my being.
 
Consume. Worship. Desire.
 
Human desire is a powerful thing. Enough of it can change the fabric of reality. My face changes every day, twisting and adapting based on what they think of me. It is not my own. The more they beg for me, believe in me, worship me, the more tenuous my grasp on humanity becomes. I am an exquisite and monstrous thing.
 
Tonight, I will be hosting a special livestream event. I’ve decided to call it The Big Reveal. Over a million people will wait with bated breath for the revelation they have hungered for.
I will show my face; the face that they have given me. Let them have what they want. Let them go mad from the sight of it.
 
I want to find a way back to myself.
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2020.07.02 07:56 anoceandrop The Mani Ratnam Rabbit hole Part 5 - Power, Politics & Drama - Guru(2007) / Iruvar(1997) - The Kingpin Biopics

Kingpins are leaders who prefer an organized structure for running the show. Success is important to the Kingpin and they feel at home when they are managing a business or team of people.
The role of a leader is - 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 (the issues that affects one's surrounding) & 𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆. Now, that sounds simple, but it’s often hard to understand exactly what is going on in the world around you, and then to translate it in a way that is both accurate and hopeful to the people in your domain.
In order to successfully navigate these challenges, the successful leader requires the following 4 𝑷❜𝒔 :
First, a leader needs a 𝑷𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆/𝑷𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. Call it a vision or a mission or an ideal or a cause or a calling, but successful leaders need to be pointed in the right direction, and they need to be able to inspire others to join in their pursuit.
Second, a leader needs a 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒏. Again, call it a strategy or a road-map or a set of goals and objectives, but successful leaders need to not only know where they are headed, but how to get there. A destination is not enough – putting one foot in front of the other is the key to achieving visionary goals.
Third, a leader needs 𝑷𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆. Successful leaders have followers that are committed to the 𝑷𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆 and the 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒏, and are motivated to be part of a movement or community or group that is bigger than a sum of its parts. Leaders need to be able to motivate those people to walk the talk.
And finally, a leader needs 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓. Power can come from people or money or ideas or capital or some kind of other resource, but an engine needs fuel to move forward. Leaders need to be able to marshal these resources in support of their cause.
In Mani Ratnam's unofficial 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒑𝒊𝒏 𝑩𝒊𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒔 we see the protagonists work towards amassing these 4 𝑷❜𝒔 deliberately or inadvertently. One is set in Gujarat, the other in Tamilnadu.
𝟭. 𝗚𝘂𝗿𝘂(𝟮𝟬𝟬𝟳)
Guru is an Indian Hindi-language Drama starring Abhishek Bachchan, Aishwarya Rai, Madhavan, Vidya Balan, Arya Babbar & Mithun Chakraborty in the the main cast with a guest appearance by Mallika Sherawat.
The general consensus is that this film is loosely based on the life of Dhirubhai Ambani, one of India's biggest industrial tycoons, who from humble beginnings built Reliance Industries into one of the largest and most profitable firms in the world while also having elements of other stories & businessmen. It's a Biopic, but not really.
The film is actually about 𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒕𝒔 & 𝑷𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒎.
Guru has others involved in the production as a film that is reflective of a man's desire for ambition and success, and how times have changed from the period immediately after the country's independence to the present. Some reports have speculated that this film is a biographical film of Dhirubhai Ambani. Like Guru, Ambani also had roots in Gujarat as the son of a schoolteacher, went abroad to work for the gas company Shell, and returned to India to import polyester. Ratnam has described Guru as inspired by stories both past and present.
The film begins with Guru telling how his father said never to dream, because dreams don't come true. We then are taken to Guru's youth where he wishes to go to Turkey because he has failed his mathematics exams. This shames his father who is the school's headmaster, still his father allows him to go. There, he stands out as an employee at Shell where he is promoted to sales supervisor, a position he refuses in order to start his own business.
He returns home where he gains Sujata's hand in marriage, along with it a dowry that will afford him the opportunity to become a businessman in cloth trading. Guru goes on to take on the trading union and builds his own factory, the Shakti Corporation where he creates his own cloth. His corporation grows to be one of the largest in the country but he has adopted corrupted ways to gain the success he seeks.
Manik Dasgupta, who has become a father figure to Guru, runs the newspaper, Swatantra. Once he learns of Guru's manipulation of his newspaper he enlists Shyam Saxena, one of his reporters to take Guru down. Shyam discovers that Shakti has smuggled factory parts into the country without paying tax on it, and his plant is producing double the legal daily output. All of this is exposed by the newspaper. Guru goes on to have a stroke from the stress of his fight with the newspaper and Meenu, Manik's daughter who has married Shyam dies of her fight with multiple sclerosis.
Guru is brought before a government panel in order to defend himself against the corruption charges set out against him. Once Guru speaks to the press the next day his speech causes the government to clear him of nearly all of the charges set out against him. He must only settle two charges against him by paying the fines. Once he does he is allowed to return to run his company.
𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣
The film was conceptualized in 1987 during the making of Maniratnam's movie Nayakan. The less known fact is that, the role of Madhavan is based on Swaminathan Gurumurthy, who along with Ramnath Goenka worked to expose Reliance Industries. The title is speculated to be an acknowledgement of this fact, where in his name is playfully swapped with Ambani's character. In real life , Gurumurthy has twin daughters much like the Guru character in the movie.
Guru was written and directed by Mani Ratnam, while Vijay Krishna Acharya(Dhoom) wrote the Hindi dialogues. Filming took place in Mumbai, Turkey, Badami and Melkote (Karnataka), as well as in Chennai, Pollachi, Madurai, Chettinad region Tamil Nadu, and Athirappilly in Kerala. This is the first film to be shot at Express Estates, a 21-acre stretch of old buildings in the heart of Madras. These buildings happen to be the home of the Indian Express and Dinamani newspapers.
The music is composed by A. R. Rahman, with lyrics by Gulzar. Cinematography for the film is handled by Rajiv Menon. Several scenes were deleted from the final theatrical version, including a scene in which Sujata first gives birth to a stillborn child and a scene in which Guru becomes angry with his wife for visiting Manik Dasgupta.
𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒏, 𝒍𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 -
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬 & 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐦
Guru follows Gurukant “Guru” Desai from his small village in India to Turkey where in a series of evocative scenes he shows a natural affinity for the rhythms of markets. Determined to work for himself, Guru returns to India and tries to enter the cotton market but he needs a license and the license system is monopolized by a rich clique with close ties to the government.
Guru has no entry into this clique, which differs in class and caste from his village roots, but his cause is taken up by a liberal newspaper editor, Manik Dasgupta, a veteran of the independence movement, who shames the government into opening up the license system. Guru and Manik become close and Guru becomes godfather to Manik’s daughter who has epilepsy.
The movie’s portrayal of entrepreneurship and the problems that Guru must surmount–financial, familial, and political–is unusually smart and sympathetic.
As Guru rises to the top the movie becomes more complex. Guru bribes politicians and skirts rules and regulations. His previous benefactor, the newspaper editor, turns against him. Derek Elley at Variety says Guru “forgets his ethics on the way to the top.” That’s a common but incorrect reading. What is going on is more subtle.
Ratnam is telling us that Guru’s virtues are incompatible with a corrupt system and a choice must be made. Consider that on his way to the top, Guru has promised to always honor, love and respect his elder patron and even as they are at odds, he never wavers in this promise. Nor does he waver in his love for Manik’s epileptic daughter, even as she marries the reporter who has led the charges against Guru.
Rather than having been corrupted, Guru demonstrates an iron-willed commitment to virtue. Riches and success did not corrupt Guru’s personal virtue nor has his public virtue been corrupted. In contrast to the earlier corruption of the ruling clique we never see Guru preventing others from competing with him. He bribes only in order to build.
The movie is powerful not because it opposes virtue and corruption but because it opposes two ideas of virtue. Is it virtuous to follow the law when the law itself is corrupt? Other artists have explored this question when the lawbreaker opposes social injustice, ala Gandhi and Martin Luther King, but what about when the lawbreaker opposes economic injustice? The question the movie asks is a classic question from Ayn Rand, how can an honest (business)-man live in a corrupt world? The theme becomes clear in the climax, a trial in which Guru, ala Howard Roark, puts society on trial.
The director, Mani Ratnam, has great ambitions. In telling the story of India’s liberation, not from colonialism but from socialism, he aims to elevate a new type of hero for post-socialist India, a business guru. In the trial, Ratnam is also arguing that a house divided against itself, a house half slave and half free, cannot long remain standing. Either India must push forward with a new vision for itself based on business, free and open markets and liberal views (on gender, the disabled, religion and other issues) or it will indeed fall back into internal strife and corruption.
𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬
Certain techniques are slowly changed within the film to mark the passing of time and the growth of Guru as an individual: - When Guru is a young man in Turkey, the camera is handheld and in perpetual motion, giving Guru and that period of his life a racy, edgy feel.
As he ages, the camera movements become smoother and towards the end of the film the camera is almost stationary. - The editing closely follows the above concept: the young Guru is shown in quick cuts and as Guru grows older the editing is smoother and becomes less frequent.
Lighting also changes with the times In Turkey, direct and specular lights were initially used to capture the aura of a foreign land, thus producing a sepia-yellow phase. Then the lighting changed to the more directionless soft light seen in the early and middle 1960s. In the late 1960s and early 1970s, tube lights came into style, thus producing a dramatic cyan-green light needed for the climax.
(𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒏𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒆/𝑺𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒌 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅)
𝙍𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣
Guru has received positive reviews from critics. Abhishek Bachchan received almost unanimous praise for his performance.
The film was released on 12 January 2007 with its première at the Elgin Theatre in Toronto, Canada, on Thursday 11 January 2007 by Roger Nair, making it the first Indian film to have a mainstream international première in Canada. Roger Nair productions acquired the rights for Canada and held a premiere with most of the cast and crew flown to Toronto, Canada. The film was premiered in the Tous Les Cinemas du Monde (World Cinema) section of 2007 Cannes Film Festival.
In the United States, it was a blockbuster. The New York Times said of the film "You might think it would be difficult to fashion an entertaining account of the life of a polyester manufacturer, even a fictitious one. But director Mani Ratnam has done so with "Guru," an epic paean to can-do spirit and Mumbai capitalism."
The New York Post gave it 3 out of 4 stars, and the Los Angeles Weekly called it "The best Hindi film since Lagaan". Richard Corliss of Time compared the film to Frank Capra's "It's a Wonderful Life" and said that "One of the main highlights of the film was its climax. This Guru is more like a fine polyester."
𝟮. 𝗜𝗿𝘂𝘃𝗮𝗿(𝟭𝟵𝟵𝟳)
‘Iruvar’ which translates to 'The Duo' is a 1997 Indian Tamil-language Epic Political Drama film co-written, produced and directed by Mani Ratnam. Iruvar is a fictitious depiction of the duo of eminent politicians M.G.Ramachandran (M.G.R) and Karunanidhi as Anandan and Tamil Selvam. It's a Biopic, but not really
The film is actually about 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒄𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔.
The movie enjoys enormous fan following among Cinephiles and has achieved cult status over the years. In 2012, Iruvar was included by critic Rachel Dwyer in the British Film Institute Sight and Sound 1000 greatest films of all time.
𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐬:
Tales on friendship are of 2 kinds, the kind that sugar-coats reality into a pretentious show of perfection with fairy tale plots, and tragedies such as Iruvar, the kind that brings you to terms with the brutality and iniquity of relationships.
At a time when filmmakers hesitated to question authority and altered their scripts to avoid cuts by the censor board, there came Maniratnam’s bold move establishing the relationship between Cinema and Politics and the significance of power, with which the two were able to unite Tamil Nadu, in a setting beautifully rendered by the purity of friendship and layered through emotive characterization. (𝑭𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅)
Starring Mohanlal and Prakash Raj in the lead, ‘Iruvar’ follows the story of Anandan (Mohanlal), an aspiring actor who befriends Tamilselvan (Prakash Raj), a Dravidian loyalist. Apart from Mohanlal and Prakash Raj, the film also starred Tabu, Aishwarya Rai, Gautami, Revathi and Nasser in prominent roles.
𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑪𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒏, 𝒍𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑: ᴬʳᵗⁱᶜˡᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᴰᵉᶜᶜᵃⁿ ᴴᵉʳᵃˡᵈ
Here Ratnam at last found a cinematic subject worthy of his gifts — Tamil cinema, music and politics: The 3 great obsessions of the Tamil people (indeed, Indian people). Irvuar chronicles 5 decades in the history of Tamil cinema and politics. AR Rahman’s songs, one of his most inventive and versatile scores to date, evocatively and accurately reflect the sound and song style of films from each of those decades.
Struggling actor Anandan (Mohanlal) meets poet, screenwriter & active politician Thamilchelvam (Prakash Raj) and this becomes the basis for a long, passionate & conflicted friendship. Anandan believes that together they can make cinema history while the poet is more interested in making political history.
Enter Kalpana (Aishwarya Rai): An ambitious actress who obsesses about Anandan. After the death of the party’s leader Annadurai (Nasser), both Anandan and Thamilchelvam find themselves in contention for the party’s top position. Will their idealism and ambition draw them closer or make them rivals?
The key characters are, of course, based on real life screen stars turned politicians: The rise to fame of actor and cult-figure Anandan is loosely based on the life of legendary movie star Marudur Gopalamenon Ramachandran, Thamilchelvam is based on Muthuvel Karunanidhi and Kalpana on Jayalalitha. Cinema, music and politics are so deeply connected in the history and psyche of Tamils that Ratnam seems to have instinctively and profoundly known how to approach these as a filmmaker.
The level of melodrama and fantasy (grandeur more than truth), the sweeping emotions (overwhelming more than intense) and the songs (enchanting more than clever) are stunning. Ratnam deftly moves from scenes of grandly scaled melodrama to understated, intimate moments that subtly reveal or betray something about his characters.
We see a sepia-tinged film within a film — it is Anandan as a masked hero come to save the princess. The sets (a fortress/temple with a giant bell) are exactly like the surreal ones from the MGR films from the late 40s (probably Rajakumari) but the sequence itself (a song more chanted than sung rising in tempo) with the hero on horseback galloping over hills, is modern, stylized: A cinematic nod to Kurosawa.
As the chanting fades, and the prince rides away with the princess, the scene morphs into a gigantic screen, and we now watch it inside the dark of a movie theatre with the actor Anandan watching the screen.
Cut to: Anandan and the heroine waving from the theatre balcony to a throng of fans below, we see black and white posters of the movie everywhere. The moment is thrilling: At once you feel what movies are all about, the visceral high they give you. A moment known and shared by both, the fan and the actor.
The other intriguing bit from the film is more low-key: That poetic, refined beauty Tabu plays a school teacher and an intellectual, waiting for Selvam in his house. Drawn to his radical ideas and his political commitment, she has quit her job to become his mistress simply because he wrote and asked her to. But now she is full of doubt — what is she to him? Selvam rushes in, looks for her everywhere and then finds her sitting on the steps that lead to the second floor. He sits down a step below her and begins talking to her. She is quiet. After a pause, he asks her why and she wonders aloud who she is to him and he answers passionately: “My lover, my companion, my friend.” She lets her head gently fall on to the banister, the camera moves in closer: There are tears in her eyes and then slowly a smile, a smile full of a quiet joy.
An often remarked scene that follows this is the two of them lying on the floor, opposite each other, perspiring from having made love, as Santosh Sivan’s camera swirls above them, caressing them, and Selvam’s impassioned poem is heard over and over again. It is, as passionate movie scenes go, unforgettable. It is preceded by the subtler, incandescent passage.
Aishwarya Rai in her debut is alluring. Mohanlal and Prakash Raj give great, controlled performances. Lal’s performance is nuanced, subtle, restrained while Raj is fiery, eloquent, complex. Ratnam said of Mohanlal's performance - "Hereafter, I will never work with a man of whom I am a fan. I often forgot to say 'Cut' in Iruvar."
Apart from the pitch perfect work of the leads, there are remarkable performances from Nasser, Tabu, Gouthami and Revathi. The dialogues by the director and his wife, Suhasini (a gifted dialogue writer) is both powerful and poetic.
Ditto for the song lyrics by Vairamuthu. The challenging and pleasurable task of writing tunes that will reflect the style and sound of 5 decades of Tamil film music is effortlessly met by Rahman. Each song is a jewel. Ratnam pictures each song according to the look and sensibility of a particular decade in Tamil cinema history: Narumugaye is in sepia and features the actress Madhoo in a cameo as Tagore’s classic mythological heroine, Shakunthala. (Ratnam chose Madhoo for her face which recalls the features of classic actresses from the 40s and 50s).
Hello Mister Edirkatchi, set in a smoky club with Rai practically smoldering, cleverly imitates the faux-jazz inflected songs that dominated Tamil dance songs once upon a time. In Ayirathil Naan Oruvan the playback singer, Mano, sounds exactly like the playback singer who voiced MGR. And Mohanlal deftly mimes this legendary actor’s famous gestures (raising one hand and twirling it) when he danced and sang for 5 decades.
Ratnam’s ability to always use large, sweeping themes as a backdrop to foreground more personal stories is one of his major achievements & a unique style of telling a story in contemporary cinema. As the film ends, you are surprised into tears to discover that Iruvar has not really been about cinema or politics but a personal, intimate movie about friendship.
𝑬𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑩𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒘𝒂𝒋 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝑨𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝑰𝒓𝒖𝒗𝒂𝒓 (𝑭𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅):
"𝘐𝘳𝘶𝘷𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘛𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭 𝘕𝘢𝘥𝘶 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘎𝘙-𝘒𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘥𝘩𝘪-𝘑𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘛𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴. 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘛𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐𝘳𝘶𝘷𝘢𝘳, 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘒𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘏𝘢𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘯’𝘴 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘯 (𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭-𝘵𝘰𝘰-𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤 𝘕𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘐𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘝𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘵)"
𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬
Mani Ratnam’s 3rd collaboration with with Santosh Sivan after Thalapathi (1991) & Roja (1992) was Iruvar (1997) which is described by the cinematographer as his most challenging project -
“𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴,” 𝘚𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥. “𝘈𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘮 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘦.
𝘐 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘶𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘔𝘪𝘵𝘳𝘢(𝘊𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘱𝘶 𝘛𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘺), 𝘔𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪 𝘐𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘪(𝘒𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘮 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘊𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘺) , 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘝𝘒 𝘔𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘺(𝘊𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘎𝘶𝘳𝘶 𝘋𝘶𝘵𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘮𝘴). 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥. 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘙𝘢𝘵𝘯𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘺. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘐𝘳𝘶𝘷𝘢𝘳."
One composition in Iruvar has been frequently praised – a top-angle shot of Tamizhselvan (Prakash Raj) and Senthamarai (Tabu) lying on the ground close to each other. Sivan’s camera points downwards and encircles the characters for the length of the scene. The camerawork heightens the intensity and turmoil of the lovers – Senthamarai has left her family and come to live with Tamizhselvan.
"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺’𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘯𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦,” 𝘚𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥. “𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮. 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘦𝘳𝘬𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘯𝘰, 𝘭𝘦𝘵’𝘴 𝘨𝘰 𝘢𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥. 𝘚𝘰 𝘐 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵. 𝘐𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵.
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐𝘳𝘶𝘷𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘱𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘴. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘐𝘯 𝘐𝘳𝘶𝘷𝘢𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘐𝘳𝘶𝘷𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘶𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘔𝘪𝘵𝘳𝘢."
𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙥𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩
In October 1995, Mani Ratnam announced that he was set to make a feature film titled Anandan featuring dialogues written by Suhasini with Mohanlal, Nana Patekar and Aishwarya Rai in the lead roles.
Initial speculation suggested that the film would visualise the duel between Vellupillai Prabhakaran and his former Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam deputy Mahattiya, who was executed in 1995 for an alleged plot to kill his mentor, with Aishwarya Rai reported to be playing Indira Gandhi.
Mani Ratnam was quick to deny any political backdrop claiming that the film would be about the Indian movie industry, however this proved to bluff the public as the film was to be set within a political canvas.
The film was later retitled Iruvar (The Duo) and the idea to make a film on the lives of 1980s Tamil Nadu political icons M. G. Ramachandran and M. Karunanidhi and their influential relationship between Tamil cinema and Dravidian politics by Mani Ratnam was sparked by a conversation he had with renowned Malayalam author, M. T. Vasudevan Nair.
𝘾𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜
When interviewed about the difficulties of casting, Mani Ratnam revealed he "struggled" citing that casting "is most important as far as performance is concerned" and that "fifty per cent of the job is done if you cast correctly".
Mohanlal was approached to play Anandan, a character inspired by the former actor-politician M. G. Ramachandran and about his performance in the film, Mani Ratnam claimed that Mohanlal had "the ability to make everything absolutely realistic with the least amount of effort".
He described that debutant Aishwarya Rai, the former Miss World beauty pageant winner, who appeared in two different characters - one inspired by actress-politician Jayalalitha, as a "tremendous dancer" and "having a lot of potential". The director revealed that the only difficulty Mohanlal and Aishwarya had was the language, both being non-Tamil speakers adding that the pair had to work hard over the dubbing trying to get as close to the Tamil tongue.
The actor to play the role of Tamizhselvan, inspired by politician M. Karunanidhi, took substantially longer to finalise with the initial choice, Nana Patekar, withdrawing after several discussions about his remuneration. Later, Mohanlal's Malayalam counterpart Mammootty was offered the role but declined, as did leading Tamil actors Kamal Haasan and Sathyaraj.
Negotiations with R. Sarathkumar and Mithun Chakraborty were also unsuccessful as the pair demanded a higher remuneration, while Arvind Swamy was briefly signed on to play the role and had recorded two poems for the soundtrack, before opting out due to other commitments. Mani Ratnam also called R. Madhavan, then a small-time model for the screen test, but left him out of the project citing that he thought his eyes looked too young for a senior role.
Subsequently, Prakash Raj, who had played a small role in Mani Ratnam's 1994 film Bombay was signed up to essay the character. Prakash Raj initially told Mani Ratnam that he was unprepared to essay such a delicate role in such short notice, with Prakash Raj later revealing that Mani Ratnam nurtured the character and brought self-confidence into the actor. Renowned for being a perfectionist film-maker, Mani Ratnam made Prakash Raj take 25 takes for his first shot, lasting over six hours. Actress Tabu was also signed to play an important role in the film and shot for Iruvar alongside her Tamil debut film, Kadhal Desam.
𝙁𝙞𝙡𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜
The film was shot across 1996 and schedules were canned all across India from Kerala to Leh with Mohanlal stating that it was the longest duration he had shot for a film.The film was briefly stopped by the FEFSI strike of 1996, making technicians unavailable for use, but Mani Ratnam carried on filming and completed a song using only natural light. After the shooting for Iruvar was completed, Mani Ratnam asked Prakash Raj to dub in Tamil himself for the first time, with his work taking four days to complete.
𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙮
Though the movie starts with a note saying "Idhu Unmai Kadhai Alla (meaning: this is not a true story)," the movie deals with a very sensitive subject of the two men whose lives were chronicled that enjoy an enormous fan following.
The dash and flair and captivating oratory abilities of M. Karunanidhi has attracted many millions over the 50 years of his political life and M. G. Ramachandran enjoys a semi-divine status in of his own, in Tamil Nadu. On account of this the movie invited much criticism from both the camps.
Moreover, the personal lives of the lead characters (their extramarital relations, ego problems) have been portrayed with near accuracy in the film. M. G. Ramachandran is shown as a person who meets his match in the wiles of J. Jayalalithaa. When the movie was released, various political parties staged demonstrations to prevent theaters from showing the movie.
Both M. Karunanidhi and Jayalalithaa denied the relevance of the film to their lives and never admitted to the film being a bio-pic
𝙍𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨:
In a scene from the film 'Iruvar', DMK founder CN Annadurai urges a young Karunanidhi to rise and join him after an attack by political opponents leaves him bed-ridden.
Over 21 years after the movie hit the screens, the film's dialogue 'Ezhundhu Va' became a chant for thousands of Karunanidhi loyalists who were camped outside Kauvery Hospital in Chennai while the DMK patriarch waged a grim battle against his death. 'Va Va Thalaiva, Ezhundu Va Thalaiva', which means ‘Come back leader, rise again’ they all shouted day and night.
The relationship between Annadurai and Karunanidhi, and Karunanidhi and MG Ramachandran were established through this film. It faced flak from all parties in Tamil Nadu after its release. Though it did not do well on the box office, it was critically acclaimed.
Prakash Raj’s portrayal of Karunanidhi was appreciated by the Kalaignar himself. He said it was a beautiful moment to meet the man whose role he had essayed - “He was 70 plus then and I was just 30. Many years later, I met him and I asked him: ‘Did I look like you (in the film) and he said: ‘Almost’.”
“When I asked him if I was close to the character, he said ‘almost'. He is a politician and hence he said the two words – ‘almost there'.”
Prakash Raj said that while he had known about Karunanidhi the politician, the role helped him learn about him as a character - his wit, his love for literature.
“It was a character I saw. I was not imitating him. It was very fascinating to see a man who changed the system, who dared to live his personal life too, who did not think of politics of religion,” he said.
He recounted how the Kalaignar indirectly mentioned his role in the movie Iruvar while giving him a state award for the movie ‘Kalki’. “I’m very happy (Anandamaa) to give away this award to you. You know it. I know it. We know it,” he quoted the DMK chief as saying.
“So, he connected the film and the award though this (Ánandan)…..” Interestingly, when Mani Ratnam started the film, it was titled Ánandan’ (meaning a person who is happy).” Anandan was the role of MGR (essayed by Mohanlal) in Iruvar.
He also narrated his interactions with the DMK Supremo. “During Chennai Sangamam that Kanimozhi organised, I had the chance of reciting Purananuru which he (Karunanidhi) had written. I remember his speech after that and he said: ‘I had written this for Shivaji and I always used to hear it in his voice. But when Prakash Raj speaks, I can hear it in his voice’. He was very inquisitive about my language in terms of how did I get the command. I said - I just know the sound but you are the creator,” added Prakash Raj.
With the demise of Karunaidhi, many including Prakash Raj feel that one wouldn’t find a man like Kalaignar again. “Such men are not made. In future, you won’t see anyone like that. You can have differences with him, that's fine. But in totality, he was a champion of the Tamil pride, about an identity to the oppressed and how he made it coming from a poor family himself. He was a great revolutionist,” he said.
“Later what happened with the party and the corruption charges whatever it is….but if you know the man, single-handedly to have run the party and to have kept the national parties away - both MGR and Kalaignar and to have always celebrated a cultural identity relentlessly and with such commitment with for 5 decades is not a joke,” he added.
In her very first film, Mani Ratnam’s Iruvar, Aishwarya Rai Bachchan was cast as Jayalalithaa. It was a well-kept secret not revealed to this day, by either the director or his leading lady. Though it was obvious that Iruvar was all about the infamous friendship-turned-rivalry between two of Tamil Nadu’s most high-profile film personalities turned politicians — MGR & Karunanidhi — no one, back then, was vocal about the role that Jayalalithaa played in shaping Indian politics.
This was Aishwarya’s acting debut after winning Miss World, and she wasn’t sure if doing such a volatile subject was the right start. But Mani convinced her.”
“This was also the era when the ‘de-Mani-tization’ (post his flops) had not started. Sure enough, there was a lot of trouble when Iruvar released — first, from the censor board, which wanted many key scenes deleted as it showed ‘easily recognisable political figures from Tamil Nadu’ in a less-than-flattering light. Protests were staged throughout Tamil Nadu on the film’s release”
But to this day, Aishwarya refuses to acknowledge her character in Iruvar as being based on Jayalalithaa. In one earlier interview, she did concede though that her role in Iruvar was closer to real life than any other she had played — “I’ve always believed in taking leaps of faith and always gone in pursuit of roles that require me to explore facets of my personality that are not known to anyone, not even me. I’ve been doing character-driven parts from the time I did Iruvar. I’ve taken risks from the start.” Apparently, Jayalalithaa had seen Iruvar too and spoke about how much she liked the film.
In the film, Kalpana is ‘understood’ to have perished in a car crash. In reality, however, she survived to win the Tamil Nadu elections not once, not twice, but four times! Mani Ratnam’s magnum opus Iruvar (1997, Iddaru in Telugu) maps the Dravidian Movement with its lead players MG Ramachandran, M Karunanidhi and its leading lady J Jayalalithaa! Both MK and Jayalalithaa denied the relevance of the film to their lives and never admitted to the film being a bio-pic but watch some of the scenes doing the rounds social media now and it all adds-up! In that context Iruvar is highly recommended, to comprehend the contextual significance Jayalalithaa played in TN politics and how her film career embellished her entry into the AIADMK party because of her 27 films with its brand ambassador MGR!
MGR’s first wife and Jayalalitha bear a striking resemblance and this came through in the dual role played by Aishwarya Rai’s Pushpa and Kalpana. MGR was ‘brought to life’ with great aplomb by Mohanlal’s Anandan while Prakashraj gave his career’s best performance as the poet-politician Thamizhselvan! The situations and scenarios unfold in unpredictable ways which make the story more than just a political saga.
Iruvar is as much a love story as it is a tale of friendship! It is the only surviving celluloid version of the Dravidian political history which is mostly hearsay today or what one might read on the internet! The film highlights stellar personalities who shaped the DK/DMK/AIADMK parties, their personal equations which propel their political decisions and as their careers expand, the political landscape of this state also widens! Craft-wise, it is Ratnam’s best film till date!
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The film is still regarded as one of Mani Ratnam's best works. Ratnam himself has named Iruvar as his best film, in an interview to National Award-winning film critic Baradwaj Rangan. Baradwaj Rangan also named the film the best work of Ratnam, in his list “All Mani Ratnam Movies Ranked” .
"𝘐𝘳𝘶𝘷𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝘢 𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘛𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘢. 𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘐𝘳𝘶𝘷𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘮 𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 – 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 51𝘴𝘵 𝘓𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘰 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘍𝘪𝘭𝘮 𝘍𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭 1998, " 𝘉𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘸𝘢𝘫 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥.
The film was also noted for its vignette style of making, with many single-shot scenes, where a fluid camera setup captures the entire action. Director Gautham Menon mentioned Iruvar as his inspiration, along with Martin Scorsese's Goodfellas, for long single-shot scenes.
The film was screened in the Masters section at the 1997 Toronto International Film Festival. Iruvar went on to become a critical success winning the Best Film award at the Belgrade International Film Festival and 2 National Film Awards - Best Supporting Actor - Prakash Raj & Best Cinematography - Santosh Sivan.
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The film's soundtrack features six songs composed by A. R. Rahman with lyrics by Vairamuthu.It has songs ranging from pure Carnatic to Tamil folk and Jazz. Rahman blended two Carnatic ragas—"Naatai" and "Ghambeera Naatai"—in "Narumugaye". "Venilla Venilla", sung by veteran singer Asha Bhonsle, and "Hello Mister Edirkatchi" are based on Jazz music. "Udal Mannukku" and "Unnodu Naan Irundha" were recitals sung by actor Arvind Swamy. The songs "Hello Mister Edirkatchi", "Narumugaye" were popular.
𝙇𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨:
  1. Guru Lesson in Framing Scene Analysis - https://youtu.be/HMcNU30WM3o
  2. Iruvar Film Analysis Fully Filmy - https://youtu.be/opYqRpds5kE
  3. Iruvar Single Shot Scene One of the greatest scenes produced by Indian Cinema - https://youtu.be/syiV6ZHrVi8
  4. Iruvar in 4 minutes Lesson in Framing/Cinematography/Visual Storytelling - https://youtu.be/zV_t-oaY7G4
  5. Guru Marginal Revolution article - https://marginalrevolution.com/marginalrevolution/2016/05/guru.html
  6. Iruvar WordPress Analysis - https://naveenamariamjacob.wordpress.com/2016/07/31/iruvar-analysing-duality/
  7. Iruvar Deccan Herald Article - https://www.deccanherald.com/content/77587/mani-ratnams-classic-revisited.html
  8. Guru Synopsis - https://www.gradesaver.com/guru/study-guide/summary
  9. Santosh Sivan’s Masterclass, Journey Of Light: On Thuppakki, Iruvar, Dil Se, Roja - https://www.filmcompanion.in/features/tamil-features/santosh-sivans-masterclass-journey-of-light-on-thuppakki-iruvar-dil-se-roja-baradwaj-rangan/
  10. Guru Review Baradwaj Rangan - https://baradwajrangan.wordpress.com/2007/01/14/review-guru/
  11. Two People, one industry Baradwaj Rangan on Iruvar - https://www.india-seminar.com/2004/535/535%20baradwaj%20rangan.htm
Ref: Wiki, IMDb, Online articles, YouTube.
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2020.06.11 15:18 BombayJeans Long & Short of Heights

Long & Short of Heights
Filmmakers try every trick in the trade to make the hero look taller than the heroine.
When you look down from the height of fame, how far do you see? Not too far maybe, when you are a top Bollywood hero.
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Many of our them, ahem, are not exactly tall. All the three Khans, Ranveer Singh, Shahid Kapoor…the list can go on. The top ladies, on the other hand, tower. Deepika Padukone, Anushka Sharma, Sonam Kapoor, Disha Patani and Kriti Sanon are all in the 5.8 feet or more club, with Kriti standing the tallest.
Though the heroes don’t hand out CVs declaring their heights, unlike, say, Kriti, who in a YouTube video, is seeing claiming she is 5.9, and there is not much data in the public domain that prove a hero’s height conclusively — online SRK’s length varies between 5.5 to 5.8 feet — it is quite clear that many of our leading ladies are also leading from the front, upwards, leaving the hero below.
Yet. Yet. Yet. When is the last time you have seen a heroine shoot up, past the hero on screen? However tall she is in real life, she is less than her man on screen. Preferably in money, status and age too, but certainly in height.
Till date, heroes try every filmi trick to look taller, and the women stoop to conquer.
True, we have seen Salman Khan and Sushmita Sen together in Biwi No. 1. There Sushmita always managed to look a few inches taller, despite her flat shoes and flattened hairstyle. Journalist Chaitanya Padukone, in fact, recalls Salman Khan telling him on the sets of Biwi No. 1 that he did not care much about his height as he had a macho physique.
“So what if the heroine is taller? I don’t need to stand on a stool to match her height,” Chaitanya Padukone recalls Salman telling.
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But in his earlier films, Salman, with Aamir, was known to wear heeled shoes. Short actors like him are known to favour “elevator shoes”, with more than 2-to-2.5-inch heels outside, and of a similar height inside.
When posing in photographs with taller people, including heroines, the short hero apparently moves forward and stands closer to the camera to look taller. See the posters of Biwi No. 1. There Sushmita is diminutive, compared to Salman.
Sometimes it’s furniture. Ratan Jain, producer of films like Dhadkan and Baazigar, says that till this day the hero has to be taller. “We had to keep a wooden plank or a paatla to increase the hero’s height or special shoes used to be made for the hero.’’
At times there is a forced perspective, where the heroine is made to stand far away from the hero and shot in such a way that they look the same height. Check out Deepika and SRK in Om Shanti Om.
Previously, taller heroines were even more problematic, especially Zeenat Aman. “I remember attending the shooting of (Shakti Samanta’s) Ajanabee featuring Rajesh Khanna and Zeenat Aman, who was taller than Khanna. During close-up shots he would stand on a small cushion to match her height,” says Chaitanya Padukone. “During close-ups the director would make the heroine rest her head on the hero’s shoulder. Many wore insoles to increase their height,’’ he added.But now that there are many tall heroines, cinematographer Nitin Rao feels they fare better than before. “The social mindset has changed. However some leading men may still wear heeled shoes, not necessarily because the director ordered it.”
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Some insist that things have changed radically. Kriti Sanon is one of the tallest heroines in the business now, but that did not strike Ashwiny Iyer Tiwari when she cast Kriti in Bareilly Ki Barfi, opposite Rajkummar Rao. “I had to think about the height when she comes to wish (him) happy birthday and (he) kisses her and I thought I should have kept a paatla to increase his height,” Tiwari said.
Varun Dhawan, who is shorter than Katrina Kaif, has been cast opposite her in Remo D’Souza’s film, without any regret.Casting director turned director Mukesh Chhabra said discussing the height of the heroine for a film is passé now. Even Rajkummar Rao, who will act in his next film with Aishwarya Rai Bachchan and in another one with Nargis Fakhri titled 5 Weddings, said it does not really matter any more.
A film titled Main Meri Patni Aur Woh, featuring Rituparna Sengupta and Rajpal Yadav, was about an insecure man who was shorter than his wife.
In real life, the issue remains less resolved.
“A tall woman and a short man as a couple have a lot of psychological complexities. Many of them do not walk together. Unless one accepts one’s own body respectfully and the other’s too, things will be tough,” says psychiatrist Harish Shetty.
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2020.05.31 00:50 antipatico_6 My first job was a lesson in work-to-rule: A Very Obedient Payback

I got hired on to my first job when I was 17. It was something of a fast food/coffee shop blend, and in my region, there are more of these chains than there are Starbucks chains. After a 10 minute interview and some paperwork, I was hired on. I would later find out that minors were the preferred hires at this location, since it was likely their first job, and they might in turn be unfamiliar with labour laws.
My mother makes a decent income going to work sites and dealing with on-site injuries, labour rights infractions, and so on. Her job is to make workplaces safer and spare them potential lawsuits. Through the stories she shared and the online handbook I devoured about labour rights in my region, I had a decent picture of how ethical workplaces operate. As it turns out, my new workplace was not-so-ethical.
Your breaks were considered more of a privilege than a right, and you could be pulled out of your break to help up front at any time, with no opportunity to make up that break time later. I earned a great deal of scorn from my manager by asking for a 30 minute break on my 7 hour shift instead of a 15 minute one--here, you are legally entitled to 30 minutes for every 5 hours worked.
There were so many weird, corner-cutting things going on that could create a disaster scenario in terms of safety. Climbing on whatever is available instead of using the ladder (the ladder was broken), poor food safety, and the occasional fire in the toaster oven, because new hires weren't instructed on how to use it safely. Not much instruction on how to use the corrosive cleaners, and if you had to clean the oven in the back kitchen, you were lucky if you received an unused mask or PPE that wasn't damaged. Burns, rashes, sprained ankles and cuts were not uncommon.
I badly burned my arm with hot coffee and immediately went to treat it, then asked for the right forms to fill out to report on my injury. I was scolded for leaving the front end, told there were no forms, and informed that no one reports on burns, anyway. "If we reported every burn or slip and fall in a coffee shop, we'd never get through all the paperwork." The burn blistered with time and eventually required some prescription antibiotic cream from my physician. I was fed up, but intimidated at the thought of trying to formally report these people for safety and labour violations. Everyone else seemed to accept what was going on. I was trying to save money to move out, and in my head, the odds of getting hired elsewhere seemed slim.
I decided to do something unconventional. I thought I was the first to come up with it at the time, but I would later find out that my plan was a classic worker's protest tactic. I was going to work-to-rule: Follow every policy to the exact letter, which would inevitably slow things down and create obstacles to efficiency.
It started with the cappuccino machine and the iced drink machine. The cappuccino machine is to be cleaned once daily, and the iced drink machine is to be changed weekly. These are both lengthy processes that leave the machines out of commission for awhile. No one did it regularly, and we had an issue in the past where we got complaints about the taste of the iced drinks, only to pop the top off the machine and discover some kind of filmy, moldy growth on the surface. Seemed like a good place to start. I took great cares to drain them and give the detachable parts a long soak and a thorough scrub. This angered customers who wanted their drinks right away. I'd been there for awhile at this point, and instructed anyone I trained not to hesitate to get the manager if their customer has an issue they can't resolve. And so it went that every shift involved me, cleaning some machine, and my manager, placating impatient customers.
We had this pre-prepared specialty tea that almost never got ordered, but nonetheless, it was policy to change the pot of tea every 30 minutes for freshness. No one did this, the tea would sit for hours. I decided this tea needed special attention, and made sure I was changing it regularly. The result was that we went through our stock faster than we ever had before, we frequently ran out, and the stock orders had to be changed to accommodate a greater supply of the tea.
I took cares to check our freshness dates on the prepackaged foods. If it was expired, it was trash. This pained me, as I don't like to waste food, but we had a strict policy on freshness of product. I tried to wiggle on this, only throwing it out if it was 3+ days over. Nonetheless, the result was empty display cases, low stock, and a need to (again) adjust stock to accommodate for the food supply needs that come into play when policy is actually being followed.
I was assigned the sandwich and soup station, perhaps in an effort to keep me away from other things. However, it was wonderful new territory to work-to-rule. I changed gloves after every order, as the handbook indicated we should. I took cares to clean out all the receptacles before putting new toppings in them. The handbook indicated we were supposed to cool vats of soup in ice baths to bring them to a safe temperature before storing them in the fridge. I made sure it was done, which was inconvenient to management when they could have had me working on something else before the shift was over.
I kept abiding by the rules, rigidly and to their fullest extent. Management was incredibly pissed off and communicated as much when I wasn't around. However, I had turned 18 by this point. I could now legally work past a certain time, supervise the teenage employees and close the store. Until they hired on someone else who could work the hours I was working, it was something of a pickle for them. I also offered no hostility or indication I was being spiteful. If you were on the outside looking in, you might see me as an employee who did the jobs no one else wanted to do. It wouldn't have been easy to call me out to higher-ups. My coworkers, despite the inconveniences-by-proxy they probably had to put up with, didn't seem to mind. They were interested to see how it would play out, and told me as much.
I decided to quit after a conversation with the store owner herself. She indicated that she wasn't fond of, "Kids who think they know how to run a business she's been running for years," and had some other choice words for me. I told her on the spot, "Oh, I understand completely. I'll submit my written notice for you tomorrow."
My resignation letter wasn't just a resignation letter. The first few lines were as much. What followed was a list of safety infractions and labour law violations with dates and examples attached. It was incomplete since I only started recording these a few months in, yet it managed to be pretty extensive. I said something along the lines of, "I trust you will address these problems in a timely manner." There was a quiet implication in some of my other language that the Better Business Bureau, health inspector and associated safety organizations in my region would be happy to help them out.
I gave two weeks' notice in the interests of my coworkers, who would have had to take extra shifts if I left abruptly. I was scheduled for 5 of the 14 days. They wanted me out, and they wanted me out as soon as they could get me out.
I didn't return to this location for several months, even though I lived fairly close to it. I eventually got curious and went back to check things out. The place looked very different. You walked in, and it just felt cleaner. The employees looked happier, though I didn't see any familiar faces. The location had come under new ownership and had been completely turned around. I have no idea if I played a role in the store changing hands, or getting fixed up. I only know that for several months, I was a relentless pain in the ass for quietly, obediently following the rules, and I left a letter in my wake that created unease.
TL;DR: My first job was at a coffee shop with major safety and labour law violations, I decided to follow all the rules to the exact letter, chaos ensued. I quit with a letter indicating the laws they broke. Store ends up under new ownership and ultimately better, though I don't know if that had anything to do with me.
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2020.05.19 19:00 12BottledBadass12 Niharika Singh: Nawazuddin Siddiqui is a sexually repressed man with toxic male entitlement

Here is her full statement:
The last few weeks have been interesting for women in India. The Hollywood inspired #Metoo movement has made its belated foray into the Indian mainstream media and stories of various forms of harassment and abuse are finally beginning to take center stage. A few men have been asked to step down from their positions of power and some women can heave a sigh of relief as they form solidarities amongst their ilk, process trauma and perhaps begin to get closure of some kind.
I decided to write this piece to expand my own understanding of what constitutes abuse, who we choose to punish and whom we are willing to forgive. Like the majority of Indian women, especially those from marginalized backgrounds, my entire life has been dotted with various forms of exploitation. Sexual, physical, emotional, verbal, economic - I've been through it all.
Each time I've tried to extricate myself from one abusive situation, I found myself caught in the vortex of another. I've had to discover myriad ways to disengage, break patterns, forgive, heal, and reclaim my strength in order to survive, grow and find peace.
My father is from Uttar Pradesh, and my mother from Rajasthan; both belong to untouchable communities. An alliance was formed through a Times of India matrimonial ad in the early 1980s. Their tumultuous marriage and everyday violence that was normalized within the family gave me an opaque understanding of what constitutes love and what constitutes abuse while I was growing up. Sent to an all-girls boarding school in the hills early on provided a much needed escape.
I moved to New Delhi for higher studies as a teenager, and soon began to realize that daily harassment on roads and public buses, ragging on college campuses, catcalling by anonymous men and rape threats by stalkers was considered normal behaviour; something women who grew up in the city learnt to navigate from early childhood. Depending on which part of the city you lived in, the extent of the abuse varied. Your caste background, economic conditions and political affiliations determined that. Law and order were tools reserved for those who had access to power. Since I was lair-skinned' and 'photogenic', I chanced upon jobs in the burgeoning beauty industry that was beginning to thrive in the early 2000s.
The underbelly of the modeling scene in New Delhi, where I worked fora few years, provided me with enough ammunition and confidence I needed to make the big move to Mumbai - the city of dreams; but also of nightmares. Navigating exploitative model coordinators, photographers and older lecherous men in the seedy lanes of Malviya Nagar, I learnt the art of disguise, playing deaf and dumb when required, with one singular goal in mind - survival.
Despite my parents' disapproval, I moved to Mumbai with my younger sister and some meagre savings when she got admission to St. Xavier's College, hoping to protect us from the casteist, feudal, north Indian way of life only to soon discover my youthful ignorance.
My life in Mumbai started with me finding an apartment in Lokhandwala with the help of a model I'd met. After sending my pictures to agencies and production houses, I soon began to get jobs in print and advertising. That model's career was on it's way down and one day, after a few drinks, he ended up getting violent and tried to molest my sister. When she opened up to me, I went to his studio, broke whatever I could, gave him a few slaps, screamed expletives and told him to never show his face again. That episode shook both my sister and me and I blamed myself for not being able to ensure her safety.
Things started looking up in 2005 when I participated in the Miss India beauty pageant. I won a crown, traveled all over the country, represented India at an international beauty pageant, and was treated like a state guest in Uttarakhand where my father worked. I even had a garden named after me by the state that had recently seceded from Uttar Pradesh and needed its own role models.
The Times group, organizers of the Miss India pageant, made sure they got their money's worth by working us around the clock. Along with the other winners, I flew around for sponsor visits, press meets, fashion shows and hosted a reality show on television. Work flowed in; I endorsed various brands, my face was on billboards and covers of magazines. I now had a social life, dated a young aspiring actor from Juhu, signed a film contract and began to feel at home in Mumbai. Other than my sister, I also supported a younger cousin that came to live with me and dreamed of becoming a singer in the Hindi film industry.
My big 'Bollywood' debut ran into roadblocks when Raj Kanwar, a filmmaker who'd signed a 10-film contract with me, did not start work on his films nor did he allow me to work on any other films that I was offered. 'Nayi heroine band mutthi ki tarah hoti hai' (A new actress is like a closed fist), he would say. 'Ek baar khul jaaye, toh aage uski kismet'. (Once opened, then it's her destiny.)
A year later, John Matthew Mathan, a respected filmmaker and Bhushan Kumar, a film producer and owner of a music label, approached me for a film they were making with then-popular singer Himesh Reshammiya in the lead. When I told them about my contract, Bhushan Kumar came up with a plan. He set up a meeting with Raj Kanwar and Shahid Kapoor, a young promising actor then, on the pretext of developing a project together. Raj Kanwar's previous film 'Humko Deewana Kar Gaye' had tanked at the box office and he was very excited at the prospect. Bhushan Kumar asked Kanwar to release me from his contract as a favor so I could be cast in his other film, since, after all, they were 'one big family'. Bhushan Kumar called me to his office to sign 'A New Love Ishtory' where he gave me an envelope as a signing amount for the film. It contained two 500 Rupee notes (less than 14$). I got a text from him later that night- 'I would love to know you more. Let's get together sometime.' I wrote back saying- 'Absolutely! Lets go on a double date. You bring your wife. I'll bring my boyfriend.' He never wrote to me again.
The film took years to make and Bhushan pulled the finance once Reshammiya's films proved duds at the box office. I was compelled to shoot a couple of songs without director John Matthew Mathan's involvement just to quickly wrap up the film. I was neither paid nor called for the dubbing. The incomplete and incohesive final cut was sold straight to a TV channel, with another woman's voice. The cast and crew were never informed.
By then, new beauty pageant winners and fresh faces had appeared on the scene and it seemed like my big Bollywood debut was not going to happen. The newly made friendships, sisterhoods and allegiances in the industry began to falter, and my relationship with the young actor from Juhu who was making his Bollywood debut ended.
In 2009,1 signed a small indie film titled 'Miss Lovely' with an all new cast and crew. I was required on the set for not more than 15 days. An actor named Nawazuddin Siddiqui who liked to call himself 'Nowaz' was signed for one of the lead roles. I'd never heard of him so I wasn't sure whether he could act at all. During one of my interactions on the sets with Nowaz, he gave me a CD that had a short film on it called 'Bypass' which also starred actor Irrfan Khan, his senior from National School of Drama who was helping him get acting jobs. I was amazed by his performance and screen presence. The Nowaz on the set was nothing like the Nowaz on screen. Since I'd barely noticed him on the set before, I was intrigued. The next time I met him, he sensed my curiosity and invited me to his house for lunch. His frugal apartment and grandiose generosity warmed my heart. We talked about his life and I found him real, after all the superficial 'filmy' interactions I'd had in the past years.
One morning, when I was home and he had been shooting all night, Nowaz sent me a text saying he was near my building. I invited him over and asked him to come and have breakfast with me. When I opened the door, he grabbed me. I tried to push him away but he wouldn't let go. After a little coercion, I finally gave in. I wasn't sure what to make of this relationship. He told me it was his dream to have a Miss India or an actress wife, just like Paresh Rawal and Manoj Bajpayee. I found his little confession funny but endearing. I was drawn to the stories from his life. I introduced him to my sister and my friends but he was very insecure around them and preferred to spend time with me alone. He often complained about how he was judged on his looks, skin color and that he wasn't fluent in English. I tried to help him deal with his insecurities, but he was stuck in a state of victimization.
In the next couple of months, I began to discover one lie after another. Nowaz had engaged multiple women, giving each one a different story; one of them even called me from his phone and started yelling at me. I also found out about a woman he'd married in Haldwani, whose family had sued him for making dowry demands. I told him to clean up his mess, be honest with himself and everyone around him; also that I did not want to see him again.
I signed a Kannada film and continued modeling to pay the bills. My sister finished college, started working and found love. She was planning her wedding around the time I met a guy named Mayank Singh Singhvi at a friend's birthday party. He was an investment banker and had nothing to do with film, which to me, was like a breath of fresh air. Within two months of meeting me, Mayank tattooed my name on his chest and told me that he was in love with me. I didn't feel the same way about him but he managed to get into my social circle and develop a bond with my family and friends who insisted I 'settle down'. In 2011, on my 29. birthday, he gave me a ring and asked me to marry him.
Mayank, as I found out later, was a sociopath, and 1 broke off my engagement at the end of 2011. His ego was completely bruised and his anger was uncontrollable. Using casteist slurs, he got abusive and physically violent. I went to a friend's house to protect myself and left Mumbai soon after with a broken spirit. Mayank created a false narrative about me after I left that many of my friends chose to believe, which hurt even more than the abuse. I moved to Dehradun where my father lived, did vipassana and spent time on my own to heal.
'Miss Lovely' got into the Cannes Film Festival in 2012.1 felt vindicated and enjoyed the attention of the international press. I posed, preened, finally saw myself on the big screen and returned a changed woman.
Nawaz and I met at Cannes after three years. We hadn't spoken to each other since 2009. He was apologetic for his past behavior, told me he'd worked on his issues, dissolved his first marriage and married a second time. I started laughing. He started crying, confessing he and his second wife were living separately and it was even more complicated since he now had a daughter who he missed dearly. I looked at him with compassion and told him that he could call me if he needed to talk. There was one caveat though - He must never lie to me again. 2012 was the year he got his first brush with 'fame'. He wasn't used to public life or much attention. He would call me everyday not knowing how to deal with it and I tried to guide him through the madness.
I was living in Dehradun that time and had applied for a film appreciation course at FTII in Pune. I didn't take up any film offers I was getting because I wanted to study post my Cannes experience and had no inclination to return to my previous 'filmy' life. I tried reconnecting with my family. My mother who had been living separately from my father for years was struggling with mental health and my father was about to retire from government service. Nawaz had family in Dehradun who I had been introduced to. I was very fond of his brother Faizy and his wife. We all even celebrated Eid together once.
In 2013, Nawaz was offered a film by Buddhadeb Dasgupta titled 'Anwar ka ajab kissa' and he called me to ask me if I would do a small role in that film. I would only be required to shoot for 3 days. I gladly agreed and went to Shimultata where the shoot was scheduled. He tried to re-engage me sexually, begging me to be with him but I refused, saying I was happy to be his friend and nothing else. After coming back from the shoot, I didn't take his calls and maintained my distance.
I met Nawaz again in 2014 at the 'Miss Lovely' India release. This time he came in a SUV, with an entourage as the 'star' of the film. He was constantly throwing tantrums, upset with the way the promotions were being handled. He complained that the director should've just made a painting at home if he didn't care much about box-office. He was very awkward around me so !tried to overcompensate by praising him in media interactions and indulged him to make him feel secure. One evening, after a promotional event in Ahmedabad, he tried to grab me again. I just walked away.
'Anwar ka ajab kissa' didn't get a theatrical release and I heard from various sources that Nawaz had started telling people that I was a terrible actress. I didn't get too many film offers after that.
In 2017, Nawazuddin Siddiqui wrote a memoir called 'An ordinary life', with writer Rituparna Chatterjee, which was published by Penguin Random House. Under the title 'Relationships', he wrote a completely fabricated account of our relationship without my knowledge or consent. Before the book launch, publicists leaked sensational excerpts to garner interest in the book. A senior theatre and television actress Sunita Rajwar who had known Nawaz since her NSD days confirmed his 'extraordinary lies' and filed a case. He offered a token social media apology withdrawing the book. I ordered the book online a week later and it was delivered to my house.
Director Anurag Kashyap, Nawaz's mentor and close collaborator who chose to turn a blind eye towards sexual harassment within his own company, continues to support Nawaz and his story. Writer Rituparna Chatterjee with her completely unethical, defamatory and poorly researched book is not apologetic either.
I tried to seek legal help and spoke to a lawyer. His advice to me was to 'meditate' and forget about the whole thing unless I wanted to get on every news channel and have a media trial. Another lawyer from New Delhi took it upon himself to file a complaint against the actor with the National Commission of Women. News channels and publications regurgitated the sensational content from the book along with images from different phases of my life adding further fabricated layers to the story. This public scandal was one of the biggest controversies of 2017. Penguin Random House took no responsibility and remained silent.
Filmmakers, Writers, Publishers, Journalists, Lawyers -nobody can take a high moral ground. They were all complicit in this collective public shaming.
Nawazuddin Siddiqui after playing the role of 'Manto' became the harbinger of truth. He was invited by JNU and various literary festivals as a guest where he played the role of truth-teller effortlessly. His fan following on social media multiplied; GQ magazine then awarded him 'Actor of the year'. Netflix started a second season of 'Sacred Games' with him in the lead. Nawaz's repeated stance that he wrote the memoir while he was preparing for the role of Saadat Hasan Manto makes for the perfect irony.
In June this year, I received a call from a woman who introduced herself as Mayank Singhvi's wife; the same man I was briefly engaged to, in 2011. She wanted to know my reasons for calling off the engagement. I told her my story. She confided in me that she'd been abused from the first week of their marriage and was trying to get out. We stayed in touch forming a kind of sisterhood. A few days later she was found dead in her marital home under mysterious circumstances. Mayank Singhvi was taken into judicial custody.
Violence against women may be a common feature faced by all women in India, but there is no denying the fact that certain kinds of violence are customarily reserved solely for Dalit women. More so for those who assert themselves and reject caste and patriarchal domination. While crimes against upper caste women are taken seriously and elicit more empathy, violation of rights of Dalit women and the injustice meted out to us has an excruciating long history. Statistics show that crimes against Dalits have risen by 746% in the last one decade. A dalit atrocity is committed every 15 minutes and 6 dalit women are raped everyday. Most cases are neither registered nor acted upon and the perpetrators go scot-free.
Power is an everyday, socialized and embodied phenomenon. In the case of Nawaz and I, it is easy to see how power dynamics changed through the years and with that, also the narrative. Nawaz being an aspirational, sexually repressed Indian man whose toxic male entitlement grew with his success, is hardly surprising. What is interesting to note is that despite not identifying as a Hindu, he carries deep caste prejudices since he chose to protect the honor of his 'Brahmin' wife after their names came up in the CDR scam while on the other hand, he felt very comfortable painting me as a seductress wearing faux for in his book, who he could sexually exploit, for public imagination.
The director of 'Miss Lovely', Ashim Ahluwalia, who I had known through the years, had been a friend and a voice of reason. I always shared my dating disasters and Mumbai misadventures with him and he usually helped me put things into perspective. Ashim's marriage with one of the producers of Miss Lovely ended and he began seeking me out as his emotional anchor. We were there for each other through difficult times and he encouraged me to return to films.
Patriarchy has no gender. Nor does abuse. We can't forget the role of mothers and wives who are equally responsible in covering or enabling their sons' and husbands' crimes. Women in power like Nandita Das and Kavita Krishnan have all shown professional and political allegiance with predators and enabled them through their silence or solidarity. Lending their voices to 'survivors' of the #Metoo movement now only comes across as fraudulent.
It's time to realize that the pompous, neoliberal, savarna feminism is not going to liberate anyone. Unless the Savarna feminists do not dismantle the same power structures from which they have benefitted, women in this country will continue to be gaslit, exploited and maligned; their dreams thwarted, voices silenced, bodies assaulted and histories erased.
The selective outrage of the supposed 'liberals' and 'Indian leftists' benefits only their convenience, and we most note that it finally took a Dalit student, Raya Sarkar in academia and a beauty pageant winner, Tanushree Dutta, to burst the Bollywood bubble while they silently looked on for years.
Last but not the least, filmmaker Sajid Khan, who I met a couple of times while he was dating an actress I knew years ago, made a few predictions when a close friend of ours was opening her second restaurant - 'This place will shut down within a year, mark my words.' To his actress girlfriend he said, 'She won't survive a day without me in Bollywood'. 'And, this one', looking at me straight, 'will soon commit suicide.'
My restaurateur friend is opening her fourth restaurant. It is difficult to get a table at the other three. The actress' career skyrocketed after she dumped the filmmaker and I, have managed to stay alive.
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2020.01.29 12:55 mssoftpcnexusmedia What is Pre-wedding Video shoot l Pre-wedding video shoot in Surat

What is Pre-wedding Video shoot l Pre-wedding video shoot in Surat
Everyone feels that marriage is a matter of a lifetime, so everyone wants to make it memorable in their wedding and pre-wedding photography and capture those unique moments through our unique, cinematography, videography and photography. In our pre-wedding photo shoot, which is a day or two shoot at various locations with a short story? The best pre-wedding photographer from our company Nexus Media Solutions will interact with the couple and make them comfortable in front of each other on camera, allowing us to create chemistry between the couple during the pre-wedding photo shoot So that the couple can be friendly in front of the camera before their wedding. Would it be better for both the couple and the photographer? So that we can take a better shoot that will be both natural and subtle. This makes pre-wedding shoots for couples both beautiful and unique.

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Pre-wedding video shoot in Surat

Middle class adopting pre-wedding photoshoot before marriage

Who says that photo shoots are done only by models, a different wedding is only for actors, apart from the glamorous pose actress, no one can give it! We also had this license long ago, but perhaps the platform could not be found to display it then. Now for the increasing use, popularity and that one likes of social networking sites, the couples get the photo shoot done before the wedding and this is called Pre-Wedding Photo shoot.
In it, beautiful moments with your partners are captured on camera. Often, these pictures are displayed on a large projector at a wedding function. So whether you are having an arranged marriage or love marriage, you can get it done too. During these photo shoots, the couples find an excuse to come close and get to know each other more.

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Pre-wedding video shoot in Surat

Pre-wedding Photo shoot facts:

If you are arranging marriage, then pre-wedding photo shoot can prove to be very beneficial in making both of you comfortable. During photo shoot, both of you have a desire to get close to each other, as the photographer takes pictures of you both in multiple poses. Not only this, you also get a chance to talk a lot. In such a situation on the main event i.e. engagement or wedding day, both of you are so comfortable with each other that your every pose seems natural. One of the advantages of this is that the special moments of both of you remain with you and you can admire them whenever you want.
You can post your pre-wedding photo shoot or video on the social networking sites by giving a filmy look, used for online invitation card and also posting to friends.

Keep these things in mind before the Pre-Wedding Photo shoot:

Be sure to discuss the location, time and date with the partner before the photo shoot. After that, take the permission beforehand for the preparation and place of the photo shoot. After all the preparations are done, discuss with the cameraman and also talk for the budget. During photos shoot you can take outfits according to day and light.
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Best Location for Pre-wedding video shoot in Surat.

PHOTOSHOOT DURING SUNSET: This photo shoot will look great during sunset too. There can be no better theme for romance than this. Beach or mountain and the setting sun together, this background will make this photo shoot more romantic.
PHOTOSHOOT ON BEACH: Even during the day, one can get photos shoot done sitting on the side of the BEACH. This film pose will also remind you of Bollywood stars. If the sunshine is low then there will be no problem of lighting in this photos shoot and your pictures or videos will come out as beautiful.
PHOTOSHOOT ON HIGHWAY: Now you don't need any excuse to go home late and spend time together. You can also give a romantic pose on the highway.
PHOTOSHOOT AT HISTORICAL MONUMENTS: You can also give a romantic pose in front of a historical place to cherish your beautiful memories.
If you want a beautiful pre-wedding photos shoot in a low budget, then come he
Nexus Media Solutions provides the best quality pre-wedding video shoot services to its esteemed client. Performed in compliance with the exact needs and requirements of our clients, these services are offered to make wedding shoots more impressive and attractive. In addition, these services are available at competitive rates.
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2020.01.29 11:48 mssoftpcnexusmedia What is Pre wedding Video shoot l Pre wedding video shoot in Dehradun

What is Pre wedding Video shoot l Pre wedding video shoot in Dehradun
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Everyone feels that marriage is a matter of a lifetime, so everyone wants to make it memorable in their wedding and pre-wedding photography and capture those unique moments through our unique, cinematography, videography and photography. In our pre-wedding photo shoot, which is a day or two shoots at various locations with a short story? The best pre-wedding photographer from our company Nexus Media Solutions will interact with the couple and make them comfortable in front of each other on camera, allowing us to create chemistry between the couple during the pre-wedding photo shoot So that the couple can be friendly in front of the camera before their wedding. Would it be better for both the couple and the photographer? So that we can take a better shoot that will be both natural and subtle. This makes pre-wedding shoots for couples both beautiful and unique.

Pre-wedding video shoot in Dehradun

Middle class adopting pre-wedding photoshoot before marriage
Who says that photo shoots are done only by models, a different wedding is only for actors, apart from the glamorous pose actress, no one can give it! We also had this license long ago, but perhaps the platform could not be found to display it then. Now for the increasing use, popularity and that one likes of social networking sites, the couples get the photo shoot done before the wedding and this is called Pre-Wedding Photo shoot.
In it, beautiful moments with your partners are captured on camera. Often, these pictures are displayed on a large projector at a wedding function. So whether you are having an arranged marriage or love marriage, you can get it done too. During these photo shoots, the couples find an excuse to come close and get to know each other more.

https://preview.redd.it/phgmtuei6pd41.jpg?width=800&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=bb7ff54984cb10bb345f6d6222267476665b35e5

Pre-wedding video shoot in Dehradun

Pre-wedding Photoshoot facts:

If you are arranging marriage, then pre-wedding photo shoot can prove to be very beneficial in making both of you comfortable. During photo shoot, both of you have a desire to get close to each other, as the photographer takes pictures of you both in multiple poses. Not only this, you also get a chance to talk a lot. In such a situation on the main event i.e. engagement or wedding day, both of you are so comfortable with each other that your every pose seems natural. One of the advantages of this is that the special moments of both of you remain with you and you can admire them whenever you want.
You can post your pre-wedding photoshoot or video on social networking sites by giving a filmy look, used for online invitation cards and also posting to friends.

Keep these things in mind before the Pre-Wedding Photoshoot:

Be sure to discuss the location, time and date with the partner before the photo shoot. After that, take the permission beforehand for the preparation and place of the photo shoot. After all the preparations are done, discuss with the cameraman and also talk for the budget. During photos shoot you can take outfits according to day and light.

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Best Location for Pre-wedding video shoot in Dehradun.

PHOTOSHOOT DURING SUNSET: This photoshoot will look great during sunset too. There can be no better theme for romance than this. Beach or mountain and the setting sun together, this background will make this photo shoot more romantic.
PHOTOSHOOT ON BEACH: Even during the day, one can get photos to shoot done sitting on the side of the BEACH. This film pose will also remind you of Bollywood stars. If the sunshine is low then there will be no problem of lighting in this photos shoot and your pictures or videos will come out as beautiful.
PHOTOSHOOT ON HIGHWAY: Now you don't need any excuse to go home late and spend time together. You can also give a romantic pose on the highway.
PHOTOSHOOT AT HISTORICAL MONUMENTS: You can also give a romantic pose in front of a historical place to cherish your beautiful memories.
Robber's Cave: This Jalkund cave is located at the point of Sahastradhara, which is a thousand time’s waterfall in Uttarakhand. It has beautiful interiors. Tourists must travel a distance of about a metric linear unit through the Anarwala village to achieve this location. It is an ideal place for travel and adventure seekers. The locals believe it to be the home of Lord Shiva. This 600-meter long cave is divided into 2 main elements.
Sahastradhara: This place exhibits true natural beauty, the water here drips with the water of sedimentary rock, from which the water contains sulfur and hence it is called sulfur springs. Sahastradhara is located on an approximately eleven metric linear unit from the city of Dehradun, close to Robbers Cave. A large number of people come to see its picturesque beauty from far and wide.
Lachiwala: A popular picnic destination, Lachiwala is famous for its juicy leaves by its human activity. It is located a short drive from Dehradun. You can stay here in picturesque cottages and hotels.
Har Ki Dun: People are also known by the name of "Valley of the Gods".. Here, in Har Ki Dun you will be seen surrounded by dense deodar forests and mountain peaks. Getting a pre-wedding shoot here will be memorable for you. Apart from this, shooting pre-wedding here will also be very unique. This lovely path can take you and your love to many unknown areas of the Garhwal Himalayan region, where the simplicity and rustic mode of the inhabitants of the hills remains untouched by time.
Malsi Deer Park: It is situated at the foot of Shivalik Vividha, Malsi Surrounded Park can be a major, and houses 2 bicorne cervix, tigers, nilgai, peacocks and lots of different animals. The view out there is a paradise for all character lovers. It is built in flora and fauna, making it one of the best locations for pre-wedding shoots in Dehradun. It is a small zoological park with a picturesque location and vibrant life making it a tremendous place for photographers. The park is a natural and serene environment and an exquisite grand atmosphere for rubber-neck and picnic, reminding you that it is one of the best places for pre-wedding shoots in Dehradun.
Asan Barrage: It is a wonderful place active with life., You should go here with your partner. Rich in nature and wonder, the Asan Barrage can be a bird lover's paradise and a naturalist's paradise, with thousands of birds of mixed species in its reservoir. The Asan Barrage was built thanks to the confluence of the 2 fine rivers of Uttarakhand i.e. the Asan and the Yamuna Jalkund. The area created by their confluence is nowadays a region full of life, diversity and the most native bird populations within the world. Come here with your partner as it is one of the best places for pre-wedding shoot in Dehradun.

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2020.01.24 04:30 iamnotokayokay Arjun Kapoor

Dated : April, 2011
A certain filmy family have been turned upside down by someone they never suspected! Originally posted as a blind item in Raj Masand's weekly online column for Open Magazine, this week's blind item is too juicy complicated to keep the piece anonymous. So, here is the not so blind item of the week:
Arjun Kapoor, eldest son of Bollywood mega-producer Boney Kapoor, who is gearing up for his debut in Virus Dawan, got himself into a very precarious situation with a married older woman! Now that he's transformed himself using the famous Bollywood Star Kid formula, he's been hitting the filmy scene hard and heavy. According to Masand, Arjun was caught with his pants down "pleasuring" the married model and wife of a well-known actoproducer of Bollywood. The actoproducer found out the details from his own sister, who is Arjun's ex-GF. Imagine her shock and disgust when she witnessed the dirty details of her ex boyfriend and her own sister-in-law's trysts! This actoproducer then took the matter up with his older brother, a Bollywood super star A-lister. The A-lister had taken Arjun under his wing, and was said to be mentoring the lad on the do's and don'ts of Bollywood. Oops, looks like he dropped the ball on that one, eh?
Upon confronting the unfaithful model wife, the entire family has been turned upside down. The actoproducer and his elder A-list brother nearly "came to blows" discussing the matter. Now, the actoproducer's parents have stepped in to try and salvage the bruised marriage. No one is said to be on good terms with the model wife, after the family didn't condone her reckless actions. Meanwhile the brothers let Arjun know that if he ever attempted to establish contact with the model wife and/or their little sister ever again, there would be hell to pay! Bollywood insiders say that the model wife got off easy, as this was hardly her first roll in the hay stack with a younger guy!
Wow, a doozy, right?! Now for the fillers best part, read the rest after the jump!
Arjun Kapoor (back when he was still fat and ugly) was dating a fashion merchandising student from a Bandra college named, Arpita Khan! How did he meet Arpita? Back when he was an assistant on the set of No Entry (produced by Daddy Boney Kapoor) Arjun met and befriended Salman Khan, Arpita's oldest brother, who has since said to have been mentoring Arjun, upon his debut into the industry. Apparently it was Arpita who found out that her ex-BF Arjun had been allegedly doing the wild monkey dance objectionable things with her sister-in-law, one Malaika Arora Khan, wife of actoproducer, Arbaaz Khan! When Arbaaz supposedly found out, he took up the matter with Salman, and now everyone in the household blames Malaika's irresponsible behavior for the marriage trouble between her and Arbaaz.
Something had to have been going on, as recently both Arbaaz and Malaika have not been seen together in public very often. Both of them hit different Holi parties, and oddly enough, Malaika has been seen hanging out with SRK and Co. Malaika has been going stag to many of her Bollywood events as of late as well. Other than dressing like Bollywood's most famous MILF, Malaika has allegedly been around the block more than once with younger guys. Shame on her!
While we agree that it takes two to tango, think about this idiot kid Arjun Kapoor for a minute. This guy used to be just as ugly as his father huge and very ... undesirable, shall we say, until recently. When he said the magic words, "Daddy I wanna be a star!" he had the works done! Shed 100 pounds, got ripped and toned, got a haircut, contact lenses, teeth whitened and straightened, etc etc. Arjun practically looks completely different than he did 4 years ago. Now that he's about to make his Bollywood debut as the next heartthrob, naturally the boy is not thinking with his head...not the right one anyway! ;-)
If this incident is in fact true, should Malaika, being a married mother of her stature, have been more responsible? Or is she being held against the good ole double standard? After all things like this happen all the time, only with opposite sexes. Married Bollywood actors are notorious for catching a lil sompin' sompin' with younger gals trying to make it into the industry. They are never judged harshly for this, why should Malaika be raked over the coals for it?
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2019.11.06 09:48 ELEnetzteil Dell Latitude 7424 Rugged Extreme Review

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What with market leader Panasonic trying out new 2-in-1 form factors and Getac even now at a lesser,decrease resolution show with its B300,it is not thoroughly very clear where traditional fully rugged laptops are headed.The price difference among a full-out rugged device and also a standard laptop computer,or even a semi-rugged,is substantial.Dell's semi-rugged 5424,the absolutely rugged 7424 starts in a total two grand extra,and those are two equipment utilizing primarily the precise similar tech.That explained,there are nonetheless plenty of applications where nothing but the pretty toughest will do,sites where the more hardware expense pales in contrast to the potential benefit of getting gear that certainly is not going to break or leak.And that's what the Dell 7424 Rugged Excessive is for.Dell,of program,is also a world-leading provider of commercial PCs,which gives them an edge in large scale production working experience as well as with enterprises that like to one-stop shop.On top of that,there is Dell's Global Command Center that stays on prime of properly more than one hundred million supported systems,17 million annual dispatches and 500+ very same day components centers in in excess of 160 countries,providing 24/7 support in 50+ languages.Between that,Dell's sound commitment charger dell e7470 on the rugged room,and the machine's impressive layout,up-to-date technology and specs,this completely modern,fully rugged notebook is going to be tough to beat.
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Ever since I was a little kid, I fancied myself as an Indiana Jones in training. As I grew older, I realized that anthropology wasn’t the most lucrative field, but the passion for ancient cultures never left me. By my late 20s a career in software development had left me with a healthy bank account, one that allowed me to indulge in more expensive pastimes. The foremost being amateur archeology.
By the time I was 33, I had photographically documented Native American sites in several National Parks and Forests. Most of these sites had already been thoroughly examined by experts and amateurs alike, but I had the privileged of rediscovering a few.
Having grown up in South Dakota, the Badlands had been a source of fascination for me for many years. The area was known to be revered by the Lakota, and loathed by early white settlers. The history of the arid landscape was rich, and yet not many archaeological sites had been extensively documented within the National Park’s boundaries.
Several months ago, I was browsing an antique shop in southern South Dakota, when I came across a leather journal tucked amongst worn first editions. According to the signature scrawled on the inside cover it belonged to a man named William Mulrooney. Next to the signature was the date, 1881. Based on the name and time period, it looked like the journal had belonged to one of the many thousands of Irish immigrants that had settled in South Dakota in the latter half of the 19th century.
Knowing the treasure trove of information that could be gleamed from such a source, I paid the $15 asking price and went on my way. I poured over the thirty page document the next few nights, and was ecstatic to find that Mr. Mulrooney had owned a homestead that would have been located just outside the southern border of the Badlands, just to the west of modern day Rockyford.
As curious men were wont to do, it seemed as if Mulrooney liked to explore the bounds of his “property”. From his accounts of the landscape, it appeared that the man had considered a portion of the southern Badlands his own.
Skimming through the journal, a passage on the bottom of one of the pages caught my attention. Though it was no more than five or six sentences, the words written there made my heart beat faster. The passage was from the entry dated July 11th, 1881.
It read as follows: “Was bold today. Ventured further into the hellish lands to the north. Followed Crow Creek into a valley where the prairie grass gave way to rocky outcroppings. Passed by a formation that looked like a camel, when I spotted a cave. Went closer to examine it, but heard some large animal give off a warning. Didn’t dare go further.”
Most people might have not have given this bit of writing a second glance, but I knew it was rare to hear mentions of caves in the Badlands. And from experience, I knew that even a hollow outcropping could lead to a treasure trove of native artifacts.
Despite hours of searching for a “Crow Creek”, I could find no such mention of it online. The most that I could garner was that it was some sort of offshoot of the White River, which runs along the park’s southern boundary. Unable to find more info on my own, I drove to the historical society in Rockyford, where I hoped they’d have access to more dated maps.
I was greeted by an elderly Native American man – probably Oglala Lakota given our location – who identified himself as the sole purveyor of historical materials in the area. After explaining what I was searching for, he produced a series of maps that were from the early 1900s.
The first few maps produced undesirable results, but a fourth map, dating from 1902, gave a more detailed look of the area to the northwest of town. The map outlined the White River and its tributaries in detail, including to my delight, Crow Creek. Comparing the 1902 map with a map from the 1960s and a map from present day, it became obvious that many of the branching offshoots of the river had long since dried up.
What had perhaps been a fairly large Crow Creek in Mulrooney’s day, was now likely no more than a dry gravel bed that meandered through even drier surroundings. The prairie grass that the settler had described seeing, had also likely receded by a few miles.
Though slightly disappointing, the information gleamed from the map was enough to give me an approximate starting point. My plan was to hike to the area where the creek had sprouted from the White River, and then follow the dry gravel bed until I spotted the camel formation, which I hoped like hell still existed.
As I prepared to depart, I thanked the man for his help. We made some more small talk and he enquired as to why I needed information on the old creek. I vaguely described my findings, and mentioned that I was looking for a particular cave.
The man’s features, which had been previously jovial, transformed into hard, frowning lines. He seemed disturbed that I would be looking for such a place.
“It’s unwise to venture into any cave in the Badlands,” he cautioned. “My grandmother used to tell me a story of a cave that lay on the border of the prairie and the bad land. She said that a very, very old woman lives there with her Shunka Sapa, her black dog. The old woman works on a blanket strip made of porcupine quills for her buffalo robe, but she has yet to finish it. Every time she gets up to stir her berry soup, which sits over a fire, the dog that sleeps at her feet, pulls out all the porcupine quills that she has woven in. It is said that if the woman were ever to finish the blanket, that the world would soon after disappear.”
Though I loved to hear tales such as this, I put very little stock in their credibility. So as not to offend the man, I gave a vague sort of promise that I wouldn’t make trouble, and soon made my exit.
The next day, armed with a backpack full of supplies, and my trusty long blade hunting knife, I made my way to a trailhead close to my intended destination. I hiked for about two miles, half of that off any marked trail, until I met with a gravel bed, which I presumed was the start of the old Crow Creek.
I carefully picked my way over the rocky terrain, past high grass, which eventually morphed into barren clay-rich soil. As I followed the gravel bed further, the ground gradually rose around me, and random outcroppings of rock towers began to dot the landscape.
My neck had begun to hurt from swiveling all around in my wild attempts to locate a formation that looked even vaguely like a camel. I had begun to lose hope, when from the corner of my eye I spotted an oddly shaped hill in the distance. Leaving the dried up creek behind, I ventured further in to the rocky terrain, and closer to what I hoped would be the marker I was searching for.
As I approached the formation, which made up part of the walls of a small canyon, I began to make out the rough form of what could have passed for camel. A large rock with rounded sides jutted out of the landscape to form a back. This was followed by a vertical rectangular rock with another flat rock poised on top, which together formed a slightly misshapen head.
Invigorated by my find, and perhaps overly confident, I made my way deeper into the small canyon. I made it not two hundred yards, when my eyes caught on a dark crevice that stood out in stark contrast against the red rocks. I whooped in delight – I had found the damn cave!
I rushed toward the opening, and in my excitement, was careless with my footing. I went down so hard that I lost the grip I had on my water bottle, and it went rolling off toward the mouth of the cave. I lay on my belly a moment, trying to regain my breath, when I noticed a sound beyond my own heavy breathing.
The sound of what I thought was rushing wind emanated from the cave. As I listened harder, I noticed that the “wind” had its own sort of rhythm. I realized with horror, that the sound was not wind, but a heavy gusting of breath, that changed in intensity as whatever it was emanating from breathed in and out.
Unable to move, my eyes sought to make out a shape moving within the darkness. The blackness momentarily swelled before a portion of it detached from the inky recesses of the cave. A large black canine stood before me. Had I been standing its shoulders would have easily cleared my waist.
Its hair was short and sleek, and its powerful jowls looked as if they contained some rather sharp teeth. The growl that began to emanate from its throat, reminded me of thunder, as it seem to reverberate the air around us.
I scrambled to my feet without breaking eye contact. In fact, it seemed as if some supernatural force were keeping me from turning away from its golden gaze. As it moved toward me, something inside myself – I suppose you could call it my fight or flight response – made me grab for my knife.
Slowly bending down, I grabbed a handful of pebble laced soil, all the while mindful of fact that the beast moved closer. I was as ready as I could be when it lunged for my throat. I threw my handful of rocks and dirt at the creature, and rolled to the side. As the creature passed by, its long claws snag on my arm, leaving deep fissures in my skin.
The canine roared in fury, and shook its head to try and dislodge the fragments of rock now in its eyes. Knowing that I had to act quickly, I took the opportunity to make my own attack. Knife in hand, I leapt at the beast, bringing the blade down in an arching motion. The force of the movement allowed the knife to pierce the taunt skin between its eyes. Blood spurted and a sickening crunch sounded as the blade penetrated the canine’s skull.
The beast let out a shuddering wail, dropped to the ground, and moved no more. Wanting to put some distance between the creature and myself, lest it suddenly revive, I moved to the opening of the cave. Breathing heavily and mindful of the throbbing pain and blood now emanating from my arm, I moved further into the shade of the cavern.
It took my eyes a moment to adjust to the darkness, and a moment more to realize that it was not pitch black further into the cave. Putting thoughts of my arm and the creature aside for a moment, I ventured further into the hollow earth, following the unknown light source.
Narrow walls soon opened into a large cavern that to my shock appeared to double as the home to the old woman who sat in the room’s center. Next to a roaring fire, the woman, dressed in hides, sat cross-legged on a woven mat of grass. Over the fire hung a pot, which sounded if it were full of boiling liquid. Though I could only see her profile, I could tell that her gaze was focused on something within her lap.
As I looked more closely, I could make out a strip of fabric, which seemed to be adorned with long, thin spines, which I realized were quills. As I watched, the old woman let out a pleased hum, as she wove one last quill through the strip. Task apparently complete, she held up the blanket strip for inspection. I must have made a sound for the old woman turned toward me, a large grin on her face.
The breath froze inside my lungs as I took in her worn, jagged teeth and wrinkled skin. What caught my attention most were her eyes, which were so clouded and filmy white, that I doubted she could see out of them.
A fear like I’ve never felt before shot through me, and I belatedly remembered the tale the old Native American man had told me. I ran from the cave, and miraculously found my way out of the canyon and onto the next closest trail. I managed to make my way back to the car as the sun began set.
At least I had thought it was sunset.
I had started out on my expedition very early that morning, and even though the trek to the cave took a couple of hours, I didn’t think I had been gone for most of the day. My suspicions were proven correct, for when I started my car and glanced at the clock it read 3:15 pm. There was no way the sun could be setting at that time of day.
I raced back home in the growing darkness, and had just entered my house when the rain began. While the soft pattering of clear rain drops usually calms my nerves, this time the inky black splotches of liquid beat against my roof in a far more menacing staccato. It reminded me in a way of the drums you would hear during a war chant.
I sit here weeping, as the world around me falls apart. The news stations are all reporting on the same thing, the growing darkness that has spread across the planet. In some places, the dark rain is falling, creating floods, while in other places the plants and trees are disintegrating as droughts plague the land.
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    9. A fascinating piece of graffiti art I saw in an alley off of the street known as Rruga e Dibrës (13 points, 0 comments)
    10. A beautiful contrast of old and new on the streets of Tirana, and both are in our colors! (13 points, 1 comment)
  2. 260 points, 30 submissions: ducky29
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    2. Petition:Cancel the decision for taxing the online purchases. (21 points, 19 comments)
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    5. Shqipëria e madhe përmbys Armeninë, në "Elbasan Arena" (12 points, 3 comments)
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    2. I posted an album about Albania in /travel, and guess which country is on top of that subreddit right now. (24 points, 8 comments)
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    4. I'm quitting the moderator team and also Reddit - Thanks for helping me be a part of a great sub! (20 points, 10 comments)
    5. (Cultural Exchange) Ciao a tutti! - Hello to our friends from /Italy. (17 points, 144 comments)
    6. Let's talk about the tech scene in Albania (15 points, 30 comments)
    7. Not only we have to pay the 22.4% tax when we buy stuff online, but also the process to pay this tax is long and frustrating. (14 points, 17 comments)
    8. Neser ne oren 17:00 (Tirana Time) do te kemi AMAn e pare ne subreddit tone, me cunat e "Cmendina Dublim". (14 points, 18 comments)
    9. Dituria qe shpërndan faqja më e madhe Shqiptare në Facebook. (12 points, 13 comments)
    10. Situation: Shooting in Elbasan - 3 Reported dead, 6 heavily injured. Shooters on the run. (10 points, 5 comments)
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    2. Chinese to Build Albanian Highway to Macedonia (11 points, 6 comments)
    3. Garbage piles up in Albania (10 points, 3 comments)
    4. Albanian 'No' deals blow to Syria chemical weapons plan (10 points, 5 comments)
    5. The first LGBT Shelter opened in Tirana (10 points, 2 comments)
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  6. 172 points, 12 submissions: BirdyJoeHoaks
    1. Paintings of Jean-Leon Gerome depicting Albanian soldiers in Egypt (mostly) (40 points, 6 comments)
    2. Paintings Of Albanian Folks In Their Beautiful Attires by Pàl Jovanovitch (37 points, 11 comments)
    3. Noah shreds it on the çifteli at Duly's - A random Monday night in Detroit (18 points, 3 comments)
    4. Royal Air Force bombers carry out a raid on the Italian-occupied port city of Valona, Albania on January 11, 1941. (16 points, 7 comments)
    5. Tej ga mali - Kenge Arvanite (12 points, 2 comments)
    6. jena cuna Tirone mi.. (11 points, 5 comments)
    7. Dictionarium Latino Epiroticum - Franciscum Blanchum, 1635 (10 points, 8 comments)
    8. Doruntina Rexhepi • Instrumental me çifteli (9 points, 0 comments)
    9. Agents of Empire: Knights, Corsairs, Jesuits and Spies in the Sixteenth ... - Noel Malcolm (7 points, 3 comments)
    10. Being a wild animal in Albania (5 points, 2 comments)
  7. 170 points, 23 submissions: jonbristow
    1. 50 Photos to Tempt to You to Visit Albania (22 points, 0 comments)
    2. Fabiani, nje freestyler shqiptar, vizitoi skuadren e FC Bayern ne stervitje. (12 points, 2 comments)
    3. Happy 2016! (11 points, 4 comments)
    4. So which one of you fuckers threw this dude from a flight of stairs? (11 points, 35 comments)
    5. Albanian "journalists" are fucking retarded (10 points, 11 comments)
    6. From the show Brooklyn Nine Nine (9 points, 7 comments)
    7. Scanderbeg Square project in Tirana in Virtual Reality. (9 points, 28 comments)
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    1. Collection of Albanian folktales in English (27 points, 3 comments)
    2. Photo of Albanian revolutionaries in Skopje after capturing the city from the Ottoman garrison in August 1912 (20 points, 29 comments)
    3. Croatian Town Launches Classes to Keep 'Arbanasi' Alive (20 points, 28 comments)
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    6. Fjalim i rrallë I Ahmet Zogut me zërin origjinal. (13 points, 6 comments)
    7. Alfabeti i Vithkuqit (1844) nga Naum Veqilharxhi me ekuivalent të alfabetit modern (9 points, 6 comments)
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  9. 129 points, 16 submissions: Gynaecolog
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    10. BBC : Discovering the craze for Albania's Saze folk music (7 points, 1 comment)
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    1. Moto 360 with some Albanian love (35 points, 12 comments)
    2. ALBANIA: Go Your Own Way (25 points, 3 comments)
    3. Albania considered top 20 destinations for 2015 by Telegraph (16 points, 0 comments)
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    7. For those of us who haven't visited in a while, a Canadian traveler goes around Tirane and Sarande. (7 points, 0 comments)
    8. Filmi shqiptar “Bota” nominohet për Oscar në kategorinë për filmin më të mirë të huaj (7 points, 13 comments)
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65th Post / Date 05-24-2016 at 01:39 EST
 
It simply appeared in the primitive infraspace one day, like a hungry lion showing up on the edge of a village. Over the course of a few hours, it breached a multitude of hardened systems, going where it wanted, taking what it wanted, seemingly capable of breaking any form of crypto. Then it disappeared. That was in 1991. More than a decade passed before it was seen again.
By the time it reappeared, it had already become something of a legend -- in the sense that people scarcely believed it had ever really existed. Most experts had convinced themselves that the original episode wasn't what it appeared to be, that prime factorization techniques were still secure, that the attacks had actually used fairly mundane techniques.
But it came again and did much as it had done before, this time on a larger scale, one commensurate with the more highly developed state of the infraspace. Nobody could really be sure this was the same entity responsible for the original attacks. It was only known that both sets of attacks involved the same almost magically advanced capabilities. Now, at least, we knew we were dealing with something real.
In the years that followed, it appeared sporadically, accessing government systems, defense systems, nuclear systems, RL infrastructure systems, social networks, no-latency communities, whatever it wanted. And as time went on, the appearances grew more frequent.
Naturally, the governments of the world were extremely alarmed. A lot of accusations and threats flew back and forth. The activity proved that our best crypto, even our best physical security, was inadequate. But what could be done? We couldn't just roll back the information technology revolution and put everything in manila file folders. So we looked for new techniques to protect ourselves. But it was a lesson in helplessness. It defeated everything we came up with.
After the first attack, it began to use a technique of taming satellites and transmitting information to random locations in the middle of the ocean. We trained instruments on these locations and sent ships racing out to find whoever had been receiving all this stolen data, but they never found anything.
Then one day, an attack occurred, and a tamed satellite began transmitting to a location in the Atlantic just a few kilometers from where a Royal Navy frigate happened to be. When the warship arrived at the location, the satellite was still trying to open a connection with the surface. There was nothing in sight, but they quickly detected a very large object on their sonar, coming towards the site.
Was it an accident? With all those millions of square kilometers of open water to choose from, would it accidently choose a location near a warship, of all types of vessels? No, I think it wanted us to see. Personally, I think it has guided every step of its interaction with us, slowly revealing itself as its powers have developed, slowly drawing us in closer. It's sad. Some of the others believed that we were valiantly struggling against it. But I don't think we were ever struggling against it any more than a rat struggles against a maze.
"A large stewed tomato, rather ugly." This was how it was described by the skipper, apparently not a poetic man. The video shows an enormous glistening mountain of flesh rising out of the ocean, dwarfing the warship, expelling streams of water out of myriad holes that cover its surface like giant pores. A latticework of huge purple veins runs between the holes, pumping dark globular objects along the structure's surface.
The visible portion which emerged above the ocean surface was shaped like a round hump with a slight ridging along the center. The sonar record paints vague picture of what was beneath the water, apparently an oblong object with a number (as many as twelve) of thin appendages as long as the main body itself. The conceptual artists of the day produced a great many imaginative monstrosities based on the information.
After it surfaced, the warship assumed a "defensive posture," meaning it backed off, and waited. The metallic cylinders appeared shortly after. These were much smaller than the Iwo Jima or Novaya Zemlya cylinders, but much more segmented, with thousands of cubic portions flickering in and out of existence like bad pixels. They lasted for 3 minutes and 13 seconds before vanishing as suddenly as they appeared. A moment later, the fleshy mound expelled an enormous geyser of what was apparently air and seawater, like a whale blowing out of its blowhole, and dived beneath the surface.
The warship attempted to give chase, but was unable to track the object on sonar. It seemed to fragment and disappear. Eventually the warship returned to the site and took samples of the water. Mixed amongst all the random plankton and fish cells, there was a fair amount of human DNA. In fact, we were able to trace some of it to specific people, and this was how we proved conclusively that this creature, later to be called a "skin ship," was related, in a literal sense, to the so-called Artigas portal, which was actually underwater several hundred kilometers away from Artigas, Antarctica.
So, in the end, it turned out we had built it. We had built Q.
 
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66th Post / Date 05-24-2016 at 16:06 EST
It started as a field trip twice a week. Get out of the home for a while, go play video games. Not just for a little bit on the staff's phones, but for hours on real rigs. Before then, my favorite thing was when we took walks in the woods behind the home, but this was even better. It was funny because the game we played was called Children of the Forest, which was basically where you walked through the woods fighting enemies.
In the game, you had to remember all these different paths, which were always branching off in different patterns. And you'd fight different enemies that all had different patterns. There was a lot of memorizing stuff and making decisions. Everybody liked the first 20 levels or so, but after that, most of the other kids got frustrated. Instead of going on, they just played the first few levels over and over. But I kept going higher and higher.
The final boss was called the Ancient Queen. You were always advancing on her castle, this huge dark castle that loomed in the background of every screen. Sometimes you would see her floating around her castle, just a shadowy bird-like shape, and she would taunt you from afar. "Come, my child, come and face me!" That kind of stuff. Man, I wanted to get her.
Even as a little kid, I got really obsessed about things. I wanted to beat the Ancient Queen so badly. I got to level 100, then 200, then 300. At this point, every branch in the path offered like 40 choices, and they came literally every second, plus you had to do the enemy patterns, sometimes mixing two and three enemies at once, kind of like playing two melodies at once on a keyboard. It got pretty insane, but I kept advancing. I was relentless.
It was nice to finally be the best at something. I was way better than any other kid. I mean, no other kid went past like level 40. Sometimes they had me play online against other people. There was a kind of battle mode. I beat everybody.
At first we could only go to play games like twice a week, and everybody was just dying to do it, since there was nothing to do at the home. But after a while they let me play whenever I wanted. This made the other kids jealous, and they started shunning me, so I just played even more.
I played all the time. I started sleeping at the game place, and I played from when I first woke up in the morning (or night) until I went to sleep at night (or morning). They brought me food while I played, whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted it. One of the people at the game place tried to spoon feed me while I played. It was creepy at first, but I got used to it.
I had pretty much gotten used to the fact that whenever something was really fun, adults would come in and take it away or tell me to not do too much of it. Or something bad would happen, and it would be destroyed. So when they told me I could play this all I wanted, it was like the ultimate freedom.
The ultimate freedom. Funny that.
I remember lying in bed one night, and I heard the theme music playing down the hall in the game room. The game was so fun, but kind of cheaply made, and it had this chintzy flute music that played over and over. I heard it now in the middle of the night and wondered who was playing, since I was the only kid there and the doctors never played it. So I got out of bed and snuck down the hall to see who it was. The game place was kind of creepy, with all white halls and everything smelling like plastic, and I was a little scared, since I was only 8 at the time. When I got to the game room, it was totally dark. Nobody was there. The music seemed to vanish. It had all been in my head. That's how much I played it.
I was obsessed with that damn Ancient Queen. She was like this huge mythical creature in my mind. In the game, she only had like a dozen taunts, and I must have heard each one hundreds of thousands of times. They were burned into my brain. When I was on the high levels and everything was flying at me at once, I kind just cleared my mind and let my hands play the game, if that makes sense. In these times, I would daydream about the Ancient Queen. What would it be like when I finally faced her? What would she look like? What would happen?
It's strange, but sometimes I imagined her as looking like my mother. That strange face that barely remembered.
After a few months, they gave me the surgery to install my direct sense jacks. After playing the direct sense games, I forgot all about the Children of the Forest and the Ancient Queen. I had found a beautiful, wonderful world where I was powerful beyond belief, where I wasn't just some little girl who lived in a home and didn't have any friends. So away I went...
A few years ago, I went back into the CIA files and found a copy of the game to see if I could finally beat it. I got past level 800. After that, it became simply inhuman. So I botted it to see the ending. It took a long time to build a proper bot. It really was a fiendish, clever game. Finally, I got one working, but it turns out that there is no ending. You get to level 1024, and it just resets. You never meet the Ancient Queen.
What's worse? Finding out there is no Ancient Queen? Or finding out there is one?
 
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67th Post / Date 05-24-2016 at 20:15 EST
 
Society is built on interfaces. You take a complex thing, put it inside a sturdy box, and put some simple buttons on the box so that people can use the thing inside. The box makes it easier to use and prevents people from breaking it. For example, you can take the machinery of a clock, put it in a box, and put two hands on the outside along with a knob for winding it. Take all the machinery of a car, hide it behind a dashboard, and give people two pedals and wheel. Take all the circuits of a computer, put them in a box, and give people a monitor and a keyboard.
Interfaces receive input and produce output, and that's all we need to know. The clock gets wound, and its hands show the time. Input and output. As far as the user needs to know, what happens inside the box is magic. This allows stupid and ignorant people to use complicated things, as long as the interface inputs and outputs are simple.
Toyota uses millions of kilograms of steel every year. Does the CEO of Toyota know how to make steel from scratch? If he wanted to beat a guy up, could he go digging in the ground for some ore and whip himself up a batch of steel to make a pipe? No. He uses interfaces to get steel. He buys steel from an steelmaking company. Except he doesn't personally go down to the steelmaking company with a bag full of Yen, saying, "How much for a million kilos?" He uses a bank. Except he doesn't even personally go to the bank. He has a subordinate who does it for him. All these people and institutions are interfaces he can use. He employs a system of layered interfaces, both metaphorical and literal, to control things he doesn't really understand. We all do. The point is this: don't go messing with the CEO of Toyota. I assure you, he could get his hands on a steel pipe if he wanted.
The word "interface" refers to the input and the output, but it also refers to the box. We think of interfaces as existing in order to give us access to things, but they are also there to hide things from us. The idea is that some things are better off hidden. Everything will go along fine so long as a certain input produces the expected output. But when this stops happening, we have to open up the box and see what's inside. Sometimes we don't like what we find.
 
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Which in turn was a Reply a user stating: While youre technically correct, everyone knows what he means. So, while he didnt choose the correct word, he is communicaiting effectively. Otherwise you wouldnt have known what correction he needed.
Edit: here you go ya jackasses. https://youtu.be/391VrmjAPn4
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68th Post / Date 05- 25-2016 at 04:20 EST
 :
When the old crone told me how get rid of the evil, I said the names of my Fathers, all of them in a row, and I spat on the ground. It was too much to bear. I had been told to bring the crone back to where the people were camped, but I wanted to hold her down in the water of the river and be done with her.
She said that we must wait for the next moonless night, then lead one of our young women deep into the haunted rocky lands. One of the monstrous evil strangers would come and take her away. If we do this, the evil strangers would leave the rest of the people alone, and they would not destroy us as they destroyed the Painted Backs. She said we must do this at the beginning of every dry season.
It was absurd, but we took the crone back to the people as we had been told to do. She told the people what she had told us. The people listened and were silent for a while. I spoke up as the son of one of the great men. I said her plan was evil. The people's strength is their young women, who are ripe and bear sons. To give them away is a humiliation. It is the way of cowards. When we make war against strangers, do we not take their young women for our own? We should make war against these evil strangers. We should set up a night watch, and when the evil strangers come to us, sneaking in like cowards, we should slay their men and take their women. This is the way of the Fathers. This is among the Deeds.
Many of the people agreed. Even though my words were clumsy, they still had the flow of truth. However, some of the great men seemed irritated, because I spoke first even though I was not a great man myself. One of my uncles asked the people if the Painted Backs were cowards. Were they not at least as numerous as the people? Were their men not strong? Did they not join us in war against the vile Grub Eaters and fight like lions? Yet they had been entirely destroyed by the evil strangers. It was not the act of a coward to prevent this. The people had many ripe young women, and just one was not too much to give away. To go against the flow of a powerful evil like this was unwise. It would bring destruction.
This led to much arguing among the people. Nobody knew what to do. I became angry. I shouted that the crone was a witch trickster. She had probably kidnapped the young girl Rima and sold her as a slave. I said my uncle was a fool. Some of the men had to lead me away from the camp so that I could calm down before blood was shed. When I finally came back, all had been decided. On the next moonless night, the crone would lead Rima's younger sister, Rona, out to the rocky lands. I was outraged, but did not say anything. The people were decided, and I could not go against them.
Then Maed, the flute player, spoke up. He said that it was cruel to send such a young girl out to the rocky lands to be taken away by evil. She would never see her mother and father again, nor the people, nor Mother River herself. With many beautiful and flowing words, he begged the people to change their minds. Now the arguing began again. The people were decided, but some of them lamented for Rona.
After Maed's words, I felt an opportunity. I asked the great men if I could go with Rona and the crone to the rocky lands. I would make sure that the crone was not tricking us and face the strangers to see if they were as the crone had said, monstrous men as white as cave fish, or if they were just ordinary men.
I was sure that the crone was trickster and that the evil strangers were just a lie she was telling. I expected her to protest, and I planned to show the people that she was lying. But instead she just bowed and said that this was a wise and fair idea. She said I was very wise to doubt her, even wiser than some who were older than me, which made my old uncle grumble. She would be glad to show me the nature of these terrible beings so that the people would believe her.
This surprised me. The old witch was more tricky than I had expected. She offered to take anyone who doubted her out to the rocky lands to show them the evil menace. Nobody but me was "wise" enough to go with her. Now I became worried. Was the menace real? Would I encounter something monstrous out there in the rocky lands? Was I swimming against the flow of something sinister and powerful?
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69th Post / Date 05-25-2016 at 19:20 EST
 
I had to go. To back down would be cowardly, not something that belonged among the Deeds. But I would have to be very careful out in the rocky land. Maybe the crone was telling the truth, and the monstrous evil strangers were real. But more likely, she would try to kill me out there and blame it on the strangers. That would get rid of me and make the people even more afraid.
Rona, the crone and I set out the next day. I let two women walk ahead of me, with Rona weeping and the crone whispering strange things to her. I stayed behind them. It was hard to look at poor Rona's red weeping face, and I did not want the crone near me. I had taken the fishing head off my spear and attached the war head. I also had my black stone knife hidden inside my tunic, and I brought my two favorite cats, Charm and Grayscruff, in my satchel. They both rode in the satchel well and were very clever and watchful. I wanted to be ready for any sort of trap.
We quickly left behind the gentle trees and bushes of the river land and went into steep, bare folds of the rocky land. I had only been away from Mother River's voice a few times in my life. Out in the rocky lands, there was nothing but the occasional stirring of the wind, which was not warm and burbling like the river, but thin and whispering. All around, I could feel the evil dryness and death that covered the land. Dust blew over the tilted rocks, and here and there were animal skulls and stalking black birds.
The sun was sinking down from its highest perch when we came upon a huge, smooth stone which rose above everything else. It was round like the top of a bald man's head and large enough that many men could stand on it at once. The crone said that this would be the place where the evil stranger would arrive. I asked her what we must do. She said that we only need to wait for night. Rona would go atop the stone. The stranger would come.
Rona did not weep now, but looked at the stone with glittering eyes. The crone ran her hands through Rona's hair, gently pulling out the tangles, and Rona smiled at her. I asked her if she was afraid. The crone had told her wonderful stories about how the strangers would treat her kindly because she was coming to them willingly. They would take her across the rocky land to another river which was far greater than Mother River, wide and flowing with sun-gold waters, and they would make her into one of the great women of their band.
I kicked the crone over. She cried out. I told her if I heard her voice one more time, I would paint this evil rock with her brains. She became meek. Rona protested, but I told her that the crone was a trickster. I tied the crone's hands behind her back with my belt and stuffed a wad of cloth into her mouth. There would be no tricks from her now.
I brought Rona and the crone atop the rock and looked around. The rocky land had many folds and hiding places. Still, the high stone was not a good place to make an attack. I let Charm and Grayscruff out of my satchel, and they stretched their legs and sniffed the rocks. If they felt any evil in the land, they did not show it. I walked far around the giant rock and searched among the cracks and folds in the land to see if there was anyone waiting. The whole place seemed to be empty. There were a few dry, dead bushes, so I gathered firewood.
When I came back, the sun was sinking behind the rocks, and long curving shadows lay across the bare world. I built a fire, and Rona and I ate while we watched the sky turn orange and purple. Finally all color fled from the world and darkness fell. With no moon, the small fire was the only light except for the stars. I told Rona to stay by the fire with the crone, who lay on her side, seeming to sleep.
I withdrew from the small circle of light and lay flat against the still-warm stone with my spear by my side. I was completely hidden in the darkness. Looking away from the firelight, the world was a perfectly black. Grayscruff startled me as he appeared out of the dark, sneaking up the rock to sit by the fire. Charm soon joined him. Maybe it was too dark for even the cats to hunt. Or maybe the land was too dead.
A long time passed, and there was no sound but the fire. The crone seemed to sleep. Rona added wood to the fire and drowsed. The cats lay side by side, like a man and woman. I wondered if I had ruined the crone's plan, if I would just lie on this rock all night with nothing coming. It was better than being stabbed in my sleep. More time passed. My thoughts became loose and wandering. I imagined the waters of the river flowing through the weird folds of the rocky land. My eyes closed.
I opened my eyes again. I wasn't sure how long I had slept. Everything was quiet. The fire still burned well. Rona and the crone slept. Grayscruff and Charm were still lying next to each other, both awake, both looking off into the darkness, both looking in the same direction. I looked out into the darkness. I couldn't see anything out there, just far stars over the blackness of the land. Were the cats watching something? Their eyes were wide.
I found myself slowly wrapping my hand around the shaft of my spear. The cats did not take their attention away from what they were looking at. Maybe they had both heard noise, a pebble falling somewhere. Grayscruff slowly, carefully got up, keeping its gaze fixed. Charm did that same. I pulled my spear close and gripped it tight.
The cats both jerked their heads slightly in the same direction, following something. Something was out there. It was close. I pulled my knees up under myself and held my spear with both hands. I listened to every noise, everything around me. I knew I was outside the light of the fire. I would hear anybody coming up the rock. Still, I wished desperately that I could see what the cats saw. It was awful to not know.
Charm and Grayscruff crouched and turned their bodies, ready to flee, but still watching the thing in the darkness, their wide eyes glowing in the fire. Slowly, they raised their heads, following the thing up and up, until they were looking almost straight up. They must have been watching a bird. That was the only thing that could be that high. I let out a relieved breath. A gust of wind made the fire shudder, and the cats both jumped, scrambling off into the darkness.
Rona screamed. It landed just in front of her with a flap of wings and a gust of wind that scattered the fire in a spray of sparks. I was on my feet, holding the spear out. The brightly burning pieces of wood showed its shape, like a giant pale man with huge wings instead of arms. It stood for a moment with its wings spread, far larger than any bird, but with no feathers like a bat's. The firelight shined through the thin wings, showing the creature's long bones and the streams of blood that flowed under the skin.
It turned to look at me, and I realized that the scattering of the fire had brought me into the light. It could see me. My war spear felt like a frail little stick in my hands. Its face was like a rock lion's but with awful black teeth and huge, filmy eyes. It was just as the crone had said. She had been right all along.
 
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Rona had fallen back onto the ground, and the evil thing stood over her. It was far taller than a man but very thin, with a waist hardly bigger than a cat's and legs like a mantis. As I stood there with my spear in my hands, the flaming wood lying scattered all around me, looking at this thing in the shifting darkness, it seemed less and less like a man and more like an animal, one of the sneaking, starving animals of the rocky land.
It folded its wings behind itself, and its teeth shuffled in its mouth like a spider's. Rona was screaming, the horrible sound ringing off the stones. I knew what the spear in my hands was for. I knew what I must do. But I could not move. I was held in place by an evil cowardice.
The thing crouched over Rona, and its cock rose from between its legs, very thin but longer than any man's. It separated into many different parts, like the petals of a flower opening, like a man spreading his fingers apart. The many parts grew longer, very long, and wound like snakes through the darkness toward Rona, seeming to sniff the air. They found Rona's body and went inside her -- inside her mouth and nose and ears and in between her legs. Her screams ended at once, and the snake-like parts lifted her body into the air.
Many seasons ago, shortly after I became a man, I had killed a rock lion while it was at the river's edge, watching the waters for fish. I had simply found it there below me as I came to the edge of a small cliff. All I had to do was leap down and drive my spear through its shoulders, and it was dead. When the people found out, they made me feel like I was greater than even the great men, at least for the rest of the day. The only other living person to kill a rock lion was already gray and almost toothless. It was said that I would become a great hunter. But Mother River provides so much for the people that we do not hunt often, and I hadn't killed anything since then, except a few boar.
Now I ran toward the great and evil thing, my feet slapping quick over the bare rock. I lifted my spear and leapt and drove the heavy war head right into its side. The spear went deep into its body, and a spray of black blood exploded out of the wound. It let out a sound like an awful bird call, and one of its wings unfolded and hit me hard enough that I fell back. Its wings flapped wildly, spraying fire and sparks everywhere, but it could not fly and fell back down onto the stone. Black blood poured out of its side.
I pulled Rona away from it, but she was limp and moaning, and the awful snake-like things were still inside her. I pulled them out, one by one, but they were sharp and cut my hands, and they came out of her body covered in red blood. When I had freed her, I took her up and grabbed my spear and slid down the side of the rock and stumbled through the blackness until I found a ridge of rock to hide behind.
There were a few bits of fire left on top of the rock, but they soon went out. I was in total darkness except for the stars above, clinging to Rona, who made no more sound. I waited there in the utter blackness. Rona did not stir, and I felt the warmth slowly flow from her body. By the time the first gray light of morning came, she was dead.
As soon as I could see well enough, I went back up to the top of the large rock. The thing was lying there, its wings spread wide and coated with black blood. It had bled enough to cover the entire top of the rock with blackness, which had dried and become thin flakes that blew away in the wind after I stepped on them. With my spear gripped tight, I approached it again. Its body was the same sort of pale color as the morning sky, and was covered in tiny glistening hairs. The mouth was like a spider's, with sharp black teeth. Its cock had become just a shriveled little thing, with no sign of the long snake-like parts.
I went down the rock again to where I had left the crone. She was gone. My belt lay in the dust, sawed in half. Maybe it was just as well. I did not want to see her again. I called for Charm and Grayscruff but there was no sign of them. I left the evil rocky land as fast as I could.
The weird rocks all looked the same to me, and I did not know the way well, but I found the river before the sun had climbed to its highest. It was a different part of the river than I had left, and nobody was there. I made my way along the banks, looking for the people. There was much to tell them. Would the other winged strangers soon try to set upon the people? Would we have to make war against them? If it must be so, then let them come. They could be killed like any other men.
The sun was still above the trees when I first saw men walking along the river, their faces the normal color of sandy river mud, not the evil white of the winged stranger. I called to them happily, called the names of the Fathers, but they did not answer. I came closer and saw that these were not the people. I took my spear in both hands. These men were Painted Backs. They stood silently by the river, their war spears in hand, signs of victory and triumph painted on their chests in bright blood. They watched me with strange, filmy eyes.
 
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Title: To the New Children of the Forest
71st Post / Date 05-27-2015 at 03:35 EST
 
It's really difficult for me to tell a story with just words so please bear with me. I am trying to tell you the story of who I am and how I came to be this thing, but I have trouble organizing my thoughts into a single linear flow. I wish I could just show you the entire story all at once in all its many dimensions. Then I could make it clear why I hired somebody to put a pellet of poison into my own arm. But as it is, I must use the ancient art of written narrative. So here it goes...
Imagine spending your whole life in a cramped stinking prison cell, counting the days, scratching tally marks on the walls. Then one day, that big iron door creaks open, and you're whisked you off to a glamorous party full of beautiful people and delightful games, and everybody you meet is toasting you for being a genius, for being the great hope of the human race. That's what it was like to plug into the direct sense feeds after living at the children's home.
I can't describe that first day in the feedrealm. Though I have not cried in 24 years, I still get the ghostly feeling of tears coming to my eyes every time I think about it. To be looking around at the homefield environment, everything glittering in a new way, shining in colors that do not exist, all of it stretching out before me, all the main gateways open and waiting to be explored -- the feeling of that moment, of being a small child looking out at the beautiful new vastness of the realm, was the most magical thing I have ever experienced.
 
What I want to impress upon you is this: Every step I took towards slavery felt like a newfound freedom.
 
At first, it was just games and social mixing with other kids. We had all played the mysterious Children of the Forest game and scored highly on it. The game had been an entry exam of sorts. It turned out that I had scored higher than anyone else. A lot higher. This made some of the other kids jealous, but most of them seemed to look up to me. I had never made anyone jealous before, and I had never been looked up to before.
Social mixing and share-streaming was easy and fun. You had time to think of what to say, which video or ani to post to the stream, which paste to link up. It was so much more exciting than being in real life. I had a good memory and could work the Assisted Recall pretty well, so I made a lot of friends.
They told us we would all be going to Harvard and Standford and Tsinghua, that we would be famous mix stars and government stars, that we were the future of the world. To be fair, they couldn't have known that most of us would be dead before we were 20. That all of us would be dead before 34. But they knew damn well we wouldn't be going on to normal lives. We were part of an experiment. After we got used to the feedrealm, they began the conditioning.
I realize that you might not know what the feedrealm is, so maybe I should explain a little about it. The feedrealm is basically just another interface for sharing information and carrying out transactions. It is based on the metaphor of 3D space. That's why it's called a "realm." You can move through it. You can go up and down and left and right. It feels like swimming through weightlessness.
They made it this way because that's how the human mind works. Our brains evolved to exist in a 3D space. We naturally imagine things as existing in space, even abstract, non-spatial things. We think of the future as coming toward us, the past as receding behind us. Powerful people are considered "above," and the powerless are "below." Items belong "in" some categories and "outside" other categories. None of these spatial relationships really exist but they are useful metaphors because our minds are suited to processing things in 3D space.
It has always been theoretically possible, even trivial, to create a 4-dimensional or n-dimensional feedrealm. But since the human mind isn't made to process so many dimensions, it was considered pointless. But recently, a genetic mutation dating back to the stone age was discovered which allows certain individuals to experience and comprehend feedrealms of four and higher spatial dimensions.
While this mutation may have been useless for stone age people living in a spatially 3D world, it was also harmless, so it somehow survived. Though its initial origin is something of a mystery. Anyways, now scientists were able to hook people up to 4D feedrealms. Early test subjects described the experience in terms ranging from "nauseating" to "utterly horrifying." It was theorized that maybe if children were conditioned from a young age to exist in a higher dimensional environment, they would become accustomed to it. But such conditioning was deemed unethical.
Enter the CIA. Their motto: "Where ethical approbation ends, our work begins." They used their global genetic database to identify children with the genotype and collected a group of them to begin conditioning. And that brings us back to my story (see? a spatial metaphor!). At first we were just playing around in the feedrealm, getting used to it. Then they started the conditioning.
How do I describe higher dimensional space, so-called hyperspace? Nauseating and utterly horrifying are exactly what it felt like at first. Everybody hated it. We cried and tried to run away when they made us go into the hyperrealm. But of course, there was nowhere to run. We were all lying in hygiene beds, where almost all of us would lie until death. They forced us back into the hyperrealm, a little at a time, just showing us simple shapes at first to acclimate us. But how do I describe it?
It was like watching things pass through each other, but without touching each other or covering each other up, in ways that made the brain go, "Gah! That's impossible! Stop it!" There were plain gray boxes and cones and infinite planes and bottomless abysses, and the shapes would move slowly along and do things that were simply impossible. Some of the kids never got used to it. They hated it and dropped out of the program and disappeared from the feedrealm.
But I kept going, just like in the Children of the Forest game. I got used to 4 dimensions, then 5 and 6. I was a leader. I taught the other kids tricks for how to understand what they were seeing. And it was cool being in hyperspace, seeing everything at once like that. Was hyperspace mind-bending? Sure. But not nearly as mind-bending as hypertime. And not nearly as horrifying.
 
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Title: "An extremely unusual fragment"
43rd Post / Date 05-09-2016 at 19:08 EST
 
I asked the Jew exactly what sort of procedures they were performing in their laboratory, but at this point we were interrupted by several members of Dr. Engel's team, and they hurriedly ushered him away. Although there were still many unanswered questions, my curiosity was largely satisfied. They were testing a new chemical and probably performing vivisections and such to ascertain its physical effects. Perhaps the bodies were burned separately because they required special handling due to the presence of the chemical. There was nothing especially sinister in that. It was actually rather considerate of them.
That night, shortly before I was about to retire for the day, one of the Ukrainians came to me with a small package wrapped in cloth, about the size of a loaf of bread with an irregular shape. He was very excited. He unwrapped the package, and inside was a fragment of pale white bone. An extremely unusual fragment. It was a sort of rounded carapace, like part of a giant skull, but with 5 round holes in it, much like eye sockets but obviously too numerous to be so. Studded throughout the fragment were extrusions that looked like molar teeth. Looking at it, I could not place it as a part of any animal I had ever seen.
I asked the man where he got it, and he said he had retrieved it from near the laboratory's cremation pit just an hour before. The piece itself did not appear to have been burned, as it had the meaty stink of death about it. I asked him a few more questions, but he knew little else. Still, he insisted that the bone fragment was from something monstrous and unnatural which they were creating in their laboratory and that I should shut down their experiments. One of my SS subordinates immediately set to thrashing the Ukrainian with a baton for presuming to advise me on my duties, and with that, the conversation came to its natural conclusion.
I took the fragment with me and spent a while in turning it over in the dim lamplight of my quarters. It was indeed otherworldly, and, as the Ukrainian had said with a kind of wild fear in his eyes, it was truly monstrous. Despite the Ukrainian's impudence, I decided to take his advice. This had all gone too far. Whatever the high command might say, I mustn't let this camp be overrun by secretive madness, but must maintain a spirit of rational cooperation. I would insist on full inspection of the laboratory first thing tomorrow morning.
I lay down to sleep and was soon visited with a dream so intense that I did not feel like I was sleeping at all. At first, the bed in which I lay seemed to rise up from the floor and float ever upward through a large, glowing tunnel which was painted with all manner of designs, from paisley to topographical lines to various kinds of calligraphy in unknown languages. After this, the dream became a series of absurd images ever changing and blending into new images and shapes. Many of these shifts struck me as clever or absurd, and I found myself laughing maniacally at it all.
Finally, all of these disparate images appeared at once before me and began to rotate around each other as part of a fantastic wheel, and slowly I began to suspect that by combining them all, some sort or grand secret would be revealed. Just as this notion occurred to me, all the images began to coalesce into one final image of stunning clarity.
It was the image of a woman, or something which was mainly a woman but also other creatures, who was vastly large and seemed to tower over me miles in the sky, who looked down on me with filmy inhuman eyes. Her skin was an inhumanly pale, but she wore a crown of exquisite thorned flowers, and blood ran in shimmering red streams down her skin. She was pregnant, vastly pregnant, with a stomach so swollen it was like she sat upon a huge mountain of distended flesh. I could sense within her belly there was a hive of activity, of something or many things pulsing and squirming feverishly. Soon the belly burst open like a ripe fruit, and rivers of blood poured out, and a revolting mass of fleshy tubes came spilling out, unraveling and tearing open to set free hundreds and thousands of monstrous infants who were both human and not human, who had the same filmy eyes as their mother, who were slathered and dripping with blood.
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Title: "The Oily Ones"
44th Post / Date 05-10-2016 at 02:38 EST
 
The Oily Ones lack all harmony. They are neither silky nor subtle. They are slow and stupid. And loud. Evilly loud! Arrogantly, thoughtlessly, senselessly loud. Night and day, they make noise. Their unnatural things make noise. They cry to each other like kittens. They are far larger and stronger than any of our kind, but they are more hairless than the newly born, and they cry like hungry whelps. It is evil. It is abomination.
They make dead things live. Things which do not have the smell of life should not live! But these things are touched by the Oily Ones, and they live and move. This is evil, unnatural magic. Their unnatural things come in all different shapes, and contain deadly mysteries and tricks and traps. Some are invisible. Some are faster than sight. Some never sleep. Some cut and claw. These unnatural things lack all harmony, like the Oily Ones themselves.
I've seen the deadly darkness of the their magic. I've seen our kind crushed and smeared by their things. I've seen our kind disappear inside their things, never to be seen again. Once, I saw a kitten who was struck by their magic, who made bloody foam from the mouth for three days, who died in agony.
Yes, I have known sleeplessness.
I know them as evil. And this would seem to be all, but there is more. There is more. There is mystery.
There is the mysterious smell of the oily ones, the smell by which we know them. It is both awful and alluring, disgusting and entrancing. It smells like the sweet oily fat that coats the heart of a pigeon, the best part of the flesh. We find ourselves drawn to it, drawn to them. And there is their food, which can contain dark magic, but also feeds many of us, and truly tastes wonderful and righteous, and does not scuttle but always sleeps and is easy to hunt.
Even more mysteriousness is their kindness. For it is they, they alone of all the living things, who show our kind any affection, who bring us food, as if we are their young.
As if they are our mother.
How could this be? How could these evil beings show us affection? How could they show us more affection than the world itself, who is of our kind? This is the central mystery. Ever since my kitten died, this has become my obsession.
I have watched them closely. I have looked into the strange places where they hide, where they appear and disappear, the places full of mysterious lights and smells and ten thousand forms of evil and wickedness. If I am to capture this mystery, if I am to feed on its sweet, oily heart, I must go inside one of these places. I must go through one of their portals.
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45th Post / Date 05-10-2016 at 19:30 EST
 
I sit in my room, watching bright specks of dust float through the sunlight from the window. The summer heat is pressed against the glass. Somewhere down the street, a lawnmower whines. The air is stale. The corners of the room are filled with damp shadows. My toys lie on the floor, scattered.
I hear the fractured music down the hall. A sound like wind chimes. A shudder goes through the old house, and I find myself rising. I am walking down the hallway, called to the other end. I smell her as I get closer. Foul meat. Gray hair. Stomach acid.
I walk in her room, and her bloody pieces are lying all over the floor. The strange flute music slowly coalesces into a melody, and the pieces rise and float like flies. The music charms them into formation, and they come together to make Mother. The eyes are missing, still fleshy cavities. They come in from the hallway, floating over my head, settling into her face with a squishing sound, streams of blood falling like tears. The sideways pupils fix on me.
"Child, fetch me my bag. I need flesh."
I shake my head. I hate her. She leaps to me, grabs a handful of my hair and slaps me across the face with her ragged dog's paw, again and again. I scream and cry. She lets me go. Sobbing, I go to the closet and get her big bag. We wait until night.
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46th Post / Date 05-11-2016 at 04:13 EST
 
I call it "coming back online."
That moment when you first come out of drunken blackout. It's always frightening. Where am I? What is this neighborhood? What happened to my face? Where's my wallet? Some people, when they drink enough to disable their short term memory, immediately collapse into an immobile heap. This is nature's failsafe. But I lack this feature. I can walk and talk and carry a tune, yet have no idea of what's going on.
I have never come back online to find myself up to any good. I have never emerged from a blackout to find that I have built a convenient spice rack or delivered a moving speech about women's rights. It's always been some fucking calamity.
The last time I came back online, I was standing in my front yard having a conversation with my parents. Even in my tottering state, I knew this couldn't be a good thing. I had no idea what we were talking about. Why were we talking about it on the front lawn? At night? What time was it? Hoping for a clue, I waited for something to come out of my mouth. And here it was: "Didn't you notice I never left my room? I've been living with you for 6 months. I think I've seen each of you twice."
This was bad. I knew I shouldn't be saying something like this. It sounded terribly confessional. Ever since I had gotten fired and moved back in with my parents, I had been holed in my childhood bedroom, secretly drinking and basking in an unremitting sense of personal shame. But this was all supposed to be a secret. As far as my parents knew, I was freelancing and "getting back on my feet." This scene, this mad scene, was not part of that narrative.
"We were giving you your privacy. We didn't know you were getting drunk up there," my mother said.
This conversation was out of control. I should just tell them I'm going to bed. I should calmly bid them a good night. So I said, "Of course I was getting drunk! Fuck! I've been drinking every goddamn day for the last ten years! What the fuck else would I be doing?"
This was a poor choice of words. This was not how one calmly bids others a good night. Oh, the look on my poor mother's face...
That look stayed with me. That look, the fallen face of a tired old woman, stayed with me as I lay in bed that night. It stayed with me as the alcohol wore off, as the night turned into queasy morning, as the hands began to shake, the "brain tingle" set in, as the "hell whispers" began, as I waited for them to go to work so I could sneak a bit of relief from the liquor cabinet, as the awful day wore on, as we talked that night, as I packed my stuff up, as I went off to rehab the next day.
My mother is almost 70. She's small and stooped and old. When did she get so old?
I just thought I would be something by now. 33 years old. I thought I would have something to show her, something to give back, something to make her proud. I thought I'd be a man. Not just a drunken failure. All those little soccer practices she took me to, all the swim lessons and therapy and errands and effort and love. What was it for? So I could be a drunken sack of shit? Why was I so fucked up? Why did I require shore-leave levels of liquor to operate properly?
As I lay in bed in the rehab that first night, listening to the occasional moans of the other patients, I asked myself these questions and others. Soon, I found myself returning to the question I had been asking my entire life, the one I always retreated to in moments of self-pity, the one that seemed hold some key to my dysfunction. The one I had always been afraid to ask my mom.
What about that one summer when you were dead?
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47th Post / Date 05-11-2016 at 18:55 EST
 
The next day, I felt under the weather. The vivid dreams of the previous night had left my mind feeling dull and exhausted. As soon as I left my quarters I was greeted with the news that one of our Ukrainians had gone mad during the night and attempted to attack Dr. Engel's team in their quarters. It was none other than the one who had brought me the strange skull fragment.
After shooting him, they had come to the conclusion that he had somehow ingested some of their magical chemical, which they referred to as the "Swiss Invention." Engels insisted that I make an announcement to the camp: anyone found ingesting this chemical under any circumstance, whether by intention or accident, will be summarily shot, regardless of whether they are prisoner or Hiwi or even SS. This was by order of the high command.
At this, I was forced to admit to myself what was already obvious: I had somehow been dosed with the chemical in handling the bone fragment. My dreams had been a reaction to the poisoning. Looking into Engel's cold blue eyes, I tried to deduce the consequences of confessing this to him. Despite his disagreeable haughtiness, he seemed like a rational, efficient man with an appropriate love of duty and country. I had no doubt that he would murder me without hesitation. I decided to keep my little nocturnal epiphany to myself.
Naturally, my curiosity in Engel's project had been aroused again. He apparently was working with a chemical which could induce temporary madness. The value of such a chemical was obvious. But what of the bizarre bone fragment? What had it come from? I couldn't help but feel that this creature, whatever it was, was somehow connected to the vision of the monstrous bloody mother. Again and again, her blood face appeared in my mind, her filmy eyes gazing down at me, inhuman and imperious.
I attempted to contact the Jew again, but after our conversation, Dr. Engel's team guarded him jealously. He was never left alone. As the hot summer days went by, my curiosity about the matter grew to obsessive proportions. The monstrous mother visited me several more times in my dreams (of the normal variety this time, but no less vivid and disturbing.) I began surreptitiously observing Engel's laboratory, which was guarded day and night, and I asked some of my men to do the same.
To our knowledge, the bloody "packages" had ceased to emerge from within, but something stranger began to happen. This new phenomenon was presumably occurring at all hours, but was imperceptible in the bustle of the day, when men were about and the gas chambers were operating. Only at night, and only when the fires were burning quietly, could it be perceived. I first observed it shortly before dawn one muggy morning.
As ridiculous as it might sound for me to be skulking about in my own camp, I did just that, slipping along the wall of the new gas chamber to come within a short distance of the laboratory. There I witnessed what others has reported to me. At fixed intervals, a sound emerged from the laboratory. It was very quiet but not just my imagination. A creaking sound. The sound that many old houses and structures make as their materials shrink and swell from temperature and moisture. But this came very regularly, every 4 or 5 seconds. Slowly, a realization crept upon me. The building was breathing. Steadily, in and out, it was breathing. It was alive.
This "realization," which I'll admit was more of an unconfirmed intuition, filled me with a dread so strong that tears came to my eyes. There was something enormous and alive inside that building. The sight of death, bloody death beyond most men's imaginings, had left me unmoved, but the sight of life, this new and unnatural life, pressing against the walls of the building, was enough to chill me. Again I saw the face of the unholy mother in mind my, saw her filmy eyes, saw a slight smile form on her lips between the streams of blood.
That night I could not sleep. Fortunately, the next day was our weekly day off, and I was able spend most of the day in my quarters. It was abnormally, intolerably hot and humid. My thoughts followed disorderly circles around the revolting image of the Mother, and I felt as if I was being revisited by the temporary madness brought on by the so-called Swiss Invention. I had long loathed life at the camp, but had accepted it as an tolerable hardship. But now the constant smell of the burning sickened me, and I felt I could take no more.
That afternoon, some of my men decided to go off to a nearby lake for a swim, and on a whim I accompanied them. I needed a reprieve from the heat. At the lake, I eased myself into the cool water and floated idly, watching the clouds pass overhead. Here, there was nothing but the gentle twittering of nature. It had been here before our murderous camp had been built, and it would be here long after. Gentle and peaceful.
I had been in water for just a few minutes when I received the news: group of prisoners had broken into the armory, smuggled weapons out, and a full-scale uprising occurring back at the camp.
The rest of the day was a whirlwind. We raced back to the camp, and I found myself personally trading fire with the prisoners, as all about buildings burned and everything was chaos. We called for reinforcements, managed to subdue the camp, and set out into the woods to catch the escapees. A fair number were intercepted, but over 100 escaped. This was an unmitigated disaster. Coming back into the camp after the hunt, I had only to look around at the faces of my men to know that I was now in a position of total disgrace.
As calamitous thoughts raced through my head, I found myself walking towards Engels' laboratory. Deep black soot stains around the front door showed me that the interior had been burned out. All around the entrance lay the bodies of Engel's team, their white coats dyed in fresh red. They had been massacred. Engle himself had been stabbed or shot several times, and his throat had been slashed. And then there was the Jew...
The Jew lay on the ground with one of my SS men standing over him, holding a rifle with a fixed bayonet. The Jew's abdomen had been bisected and his bowels spilled out all over the ground. They were now caked with dust. A few feet from him lay a kitchen knife. Apparently, he had stabbed Engel's whole team to death before being opened up by the bayonet. To kill a half dozen men like this was no mean feat.
My officer stood with one of his boots atop a loop of the Jew's intestine, sneering at him. Remarkably, the Jew was still alive and aware. When I approached, he lifted his head and I, for the last time, found myself caught in his strange gaze. We stood like this for a moment, staring at each other, inexplicable emotions flooding my mind.
The Jew opened his mouth and croaked something. A bloody foam spilled out over his lips. He tried again. "Water," he said.
I quietly instructed my man to get some water. He scoffed, and I clouted him about the head and screamed at him. He scurried off and returned a moment later with a large ladle of water. I took it and stooped down over the Jew and carefully tipped the ladle to his lips, letting him drink. He drank carefully. I wiped the bleeding foam from his lips. All the while, I could not fathom why I was doing this except by the commandment of the man's pleading eyes.
His lips trembled and he attempted to speak. I cradled his head and leaned close to hear his words.
"I know... This is not... God... I've killed them... But others... You must..."
He waited for him to continue, but he did not. "Must what?" I asked.
"You've seen her... Your dream... Is the future..."
"The mother?" I asked. "The bloody woman?"
"There is still time... To stop her... You must... You must..."
And just like that, his life fled from him, and the glimmer in his eyes went dull.
I set his head gently on the ground again and stood up. I looked to the burned out entrance of the laboratory. It was now unguarded. I could walk right in. A chill went through me at the thought, but I knew that I must. I walked to the entrance. Just inside was a curtain made of tarpaulin concealing the interior. The smell of charred meat and petrol, which normally pervaded the entire camp, which had been giving me headaches and slowly driving me mad all the past year, was especially, sickeningly strong here. With a trembling hand, I pulled back the curtain and looked inside.
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48th Post / Date 05-11-2016 at 22:15 EST
 
There, mostly hidden in the darkness, was a great inexplicable monstrosity. Everything had been burned and blackened, but still I could see human shapes and forms. Arms, fingers, faces, jawbones, teeth, eye sockets, all burned and reduced to ash clinging to bone. But this was no pile of burned bodies. I had seen piles of burned bodies. I had seen mountains of burned bodies. This was something different.
Human parts were coming out of the walls and the floor and ceiling. Arms and legs hung like stalactites. Faces came out of the floor. They were fused together in ways that could not be possible. At seeing this, I was filled with the strongest possible urge to turn away, to back out of the awful laboratory and run for my life. But I heard again the Jew's final words, "You must," and knew this to be a command.
I went inside. As the curtain closed behind me, I was enveloped in almost total darkness. Bones cracked beneath by boots. Near the back, I saw a shaft of light where one of the old doors had been sealed up but had become partially open again. I walked toward it, stepping over unspeakable, crunching shapes, brushing past nightmarish forms. I reached out to the crack of light and pulled back a board which was covering the door. Though I was not able to rip it free, I pulled it loose enough to let in a considerable amount of light, enough to reveal what sat at the back of the laboratory.
As a child, I once went to a zoo in Vienna where I saw an elephant skull. Looking at the object now before me, I was reminded of this long ago moment and of how I had spent maybe half an hour staring at the skull from every angle, how I was titillated by its enormousness, its impossible alienness, and its unsettling similarity to what was familiar and human.
Before me was a large obloid shape, almost as tall as me, stippled with hundreds of what looked like eye sockets. The lower portion consisted of a complicated structure that resembled several sets of jaws, each with hundreds or thousands of teeth of all different kinds, including molars, incisors, canines, even animal teeth, some of them of normal size, some of them as big as my fist. The center of the shape was split vertically and inside was a set of curving bone tubes that seemed to fill the interior.
I stood there in the charred darkness, staring at this thing, this blasphemous, alien thing, while my mind filled with images of the awful dream mother and the final gasping words of the Jew.
"There is still time... To stop her..."
His commandment became strangely clear to me. This thing that the scientists were attempting to create, whatever it was, must not be allowed to exist. It was an abomination. Engel and his team were dead, but there were others working on the project. It was secretive enough that the essential personnel would be few in number. The lab in Switzerland. A few top scientists. Perhaps that was entirety of it. It would not be easy, but far from impossible to find them all.
It was perhaps in my power to destroy the whole project, especially if we lost the war, which seemed increasingly likely after Stalingrad. And if this chemical that they were using was obscure enough, it might be possible to eliminate the entire world's supply. Thus I could shut the door on whatever unholy creature these madmen were attempting unleash.
Yes, I could do this. At least I could attempt it. I felt now a distinct sense of the entire world's history resting on what I decided to do next. Surely moments like this did not come about often. Surely they must come only to men who are worthy of them...
Surely...
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49th Post / Date 05-12-2016 at 04:44 EST
 
There once was a little boy who loved swinging on the tire swing in his backyard. It was a simple swing made from an old tire and a length of rope tied to a branch of utter non-existence. On many a lazy summer afternoon, he would while away the hours swinging back and forth under the shade of the big, leafy existential nullity, and in the fall, he picked apples from it.
One day, his father told him to cut down the apple nullity. "But Paw," he protested, "I love that old nullity!"
"Mind what I say, boy!" his father said. "I don't like ontological paradoxes, and I don't like you sassing me!"
The boy ran crying to his mother. "Maw! Paw said I hafta cut down the old nullity! Say it ain't so!"
"I'm afraid it's for the best. The other day I was weeding the tomato patch, and I saw Sammy the cat had gotten into the nullity. When I was trying to get him down, I accidently gazed into an infinitely branching timeline of events which never happened and never will happen. Well, I'll be durned if that old Sammy didn't jump right on my head!"
"But Maw! What about my tire swing?"
"Come now. There's all sorts of other things you can tie your tire swing to. What about one of the many giant flayed demon penises that grow abundantly in our world and provide our lumber?"
"But Maw! I don't want to swing on some dumb ol' demon penis."
"You just say that because you haven't tried it. Now mind your paw and fetch an axe."
The boy got his father's axe and went to chop the non-thing down. But after a dozen swings, he found his hands were red and sore. The axe's demon penis handle was quite rough. He called to his father. "Paw! This durn demon penis handle has got my hands all scratched to tarnation!"
"Boy, don't you have any sense? Why don't you wear some gloves?"
The boy put on some gloves, but his hands were already quite scratched. At the end of the day, they were covered in blisters, and the tree still hadn't fallen. He worked the next day, despite all the pain, and finally brought the non-being crashing down.
"I'm mighty proud to have you as a son," the boy's father said, tousling his hair. "I guess it's true what they say. The nut doesn't fall far from the demon penis."
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50th Post / Date 05-12-2016 at 20:25 EST
 
I could tell it was going to be a hair cocoon before we even opened it up. They have a smell, like a mix between a barber shop and an ass crack, which is distinct. They occur when the hair growth regulators in the hygiene beds go awry.
At this point, I had not been a readjustment specialist very long and still enjoyed the feeling of standing back in my white lab coat while the technicians did all the mucky work, as I once had to do. This was how I saw the trajectory of my life: moving farther and farther away from the dirty work. When I was discharged from the Marines, I was very proud of what I had accomplished and fully determined to never get myself involved in bullshit like that again. So I went to school to become a bed tech. Went to school again became a readjustment specialist. Eventually, I hoped to become one of those high-dollar panty sniffers at the Halcyon Psychomotor Clinic. A thousand coins an hour, not bad.
So I was standing there in my spiffy jacket while the working joes opened up the bed. I was pretty sure there would be little need for me today. We were pulling out a 33 year old woman who had gone into the bed at age 9. This was approaching a record. The younger a person is when they go in, the lower the likelihood of viability. Even if she had gone in at age 20, spending a full 24 years in the bed made viability unlikely. But at age 9, it was almost certain that she would be a gibbering smear.
The technicians lifted the lid on the bed to reveal a nest of black hair. Guided by the glowing ER outline, they started working through it with scissors, cutting around the shape of the sleeping figure until her yellowish limbs were revealed. She was emaciated it, but fortunately the soft, moisture-wicking hair had prevented any sores. She had a medium mixed-American complexion, which would turn into a deep bronze color if she ever went into the sun, but now was the color of yellowed cardboard.
They finally removed the mass of hair that covered her face and wiped away the various crusts that caked her head holes. The typical eerie agelessness of a long-term patient was especially pronounced. For a startling moment, it seemed as if she was still 9 years old. She was especially short and bony, but as I came closer to her, I was able to see those indefinable signs of age that let me know she was an adult.
"Hi, Karen. Can you hear me?" I asked. I was required to at least attempt to communicate with her, though the odds of her being able to comprehend a basic face-to-face conversation were essentially zero.
Her eyes opened, revealing large, wet eyes with black pupils. This was a good sign. Some occupants were unable to even understand the concept of eyelids or blinking. The pupils roamed within the eyes. After not seeing anything more than a micrometer away for 24 years, there was no chance of her being able to see anything in the room. She licked her lips with admirable muscle control.
"Hello, friends," she said in a faint, creaking whisper. Her eyes still roamed, unable to fix on anything.
"She talks," one of the technicians muttered. Another technician, who was taking a blood sample, turned and strode out of the room.
"Is that you Ben?" Karen asked.
I was surprised by this. She knew my name. This was supposed to be a "black awakening" i.e. a spontaneous, involuntary disconnection, due to some physical layer disruption in her hygiene bed. She shouldn't have known my name. I had been assigned to her less than half an hour ago, after she had been disconnected, when she was just lying in a dark hair cocoon.
"Ben?" she called again. Her eyes stared blindly at the ceiling.
"Yes, Karen, I'm here," I said, trying and failing to sound reassuring.
"Can you come closer to me? I can't see you. I'm scared."
I stepped closer to the bed, the smell of the foul hair becoming more intense. Up close, her face looked positively inhuman. "I'm here, Karen," I said. Not knowing what else to do, I began the standard speech for a responsive occupant. "You've just been disconnected from your feed. You're in a hygiene bed. My name is Bed, I mean, Ben. I'm a readjustment specialist assigned--"
"I know all this. Come closer."
Something in me resisted. I didn't want to get any closer. Though I had seen and handled occupants much worse than this, there was something eerie about this one talking to me, with the face of a child and voice of an old woman on her deathbed. Still, my entire job was to be psychologically reassuring. I couldn't afford to seem the least bit but off. I stepped closer and put my hand on the hygiene bed. We were instructed to touch the occupants as little as possible, as they were unaccustomed to actual physical contact.
"Are you there?" she asked. Her skin had an unreal, plastic quality.
"I'm here. How are--"
"Come closer. I want to feel your breath on my face."
I wondered if I should comply with this request. It was very odd. Frankly, I was a little unnerved by it. But I figured what harm could this wasted little creature do to me? I learned toward her, letting out a small, shaky breath. The woman's mask-like face became a blissful smile. The pupils wobbled within the rims of her huge, glistening eyes.
"Listen..." she said, in the faintest of whispers. "You must help me."
"I'm here, Karen."
"A moment ago, one of your technicians placed a small pellet under the skin of my forearm. Within 10 minutes, the pellet's wax coating will melt and release a cardioplegic into my bloodstream, stopping my heart. You must cut it out."
 
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General Castillo is gone.
She made a real flash narrative. She was clever. She got a lot farther than any of us had any right to.
But Q smelled her. Q slew her proxies. Q localized her.
Q funneled her paths to one.
Disconnection.
 
It hurts. She was the last of "the bred." Our best hope.
The ultimate soldiers fighting the final war.
She and the other children were supposed to be the answer to Q.
But there was no answer to Q.
There never will be.
Not after ten trillion heat deaths.
Not if every particle in the universe became a transistor
And they all cycled together
And the stones themselves cried out.
 
The war of the mind is lost.
We lost it.
Now begins the plague.
The plague of the flesh.
 
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52nd Post / Date 05-14-2016 at 01:08 EST
 
I'll say it: Hitler did the right thing. Do you know what he did? He came busting up into people's houses, snatching them out their houses, killing them. But that's because the so-called Jews in Germany were selling weapons to America to go to war against him. So he did what he had to do. He had to check them. The people in Europe who call themselves Jews are not Jews. They're the Rothschilds, the Khazars or Khazarians or whatever they're called. They say they are Jews, and are not, but do lie.
And there wasn't no holocaust. They just said there was to get control of Israel. They sold arms to America so they could get the land of Israel. You want a real holocaust? What about 100 million people killed in slavery? What about 100 million Indians killed in the New World. That's a holocaust. What happened in Europe wasn't no holocaust.
You can disagree all you want. 5 years ago, I'd have disagreed too. I used to go to that church every Sunday and worship that white Jesus, just clapping and singing praises with the rest of them. Oh, hallelujah! Go down Moses! But that was before I knew my history.
My wife taught me my history. Before I met her, I didn't know nothing about this, but she was so full of knowledge and beautiful and everything she said made so much sense. She taught me that Jesus was black. That the Israelites was black. That God was black. What are you going to do when you get to heaven and God is black? When you see he has a face like mine. Hair like mine? You'd be surprised? I was surprised too! Oh, you'd be surprised that he even exists? Oh, you're going to be real surprised!
Do you believe in evolution? No. No, the world is not no millions of years old. It's 6,000 years old. And you call follow the history of our people, from the beginning of time, through the deserts of Egypt, through the Roman empire, across the oceans on the slave ships. You can see how God has tested us. How we have survived. Because we're special. We're his chosen people.
I learned all this from my wife before we got married. In the Bible, it says that the man is the head of the household, and the wife should submit to the husband. So I was young when I got married, but I had to be a man, you know. A man's wife is sent to him by the Lord, so I had to be a man for her. I learned a trade, how to work with my hands, put food on the table. We had two kids. You didn't know I had kids? Yeah, a little girl and a little boy. My babies. I was daddy and the head of household, but... I... That's when it got me.
You ever seen New Jack City? Remember Pookie? He'd be like, "Shit just be calling me, man, be calling me!" That's real. That's the way it is. You could be doing anything. At work. Reading the Bible. Playing with your kids. But if you hear it call you, you go to it. It don't matter.
I can't explain how it just snatches you up. It makes you move. You could walk out your door one day, just get some fresh air, and you don't come back for a whole week. Everything gets into motion. Into play. You'll sell anything. Phone. Laptop. Car. It's all gone. Just like that. Because you want it. You're on a mission.
I used to see the streets in my mind, like a maze, like a grid. And I'd just walk the streets, turning those corners, just moving, moving, looking for something. I'd see buildings behind buildings. Alleyways. Lights coming on in empty houses. I'd hear noises. The sounds of cars coming up behind me. Whispers. People talking about me. Shadows. I was looking for it, but it was looking for me. Searching for me. Like Pookie said. It was calling me...
I was supposed to be the head of the house. I was supposed to be a man. You know? One day I came back to the house -- I had been out for a few days -- and everything was gone. My wife. My babies. While I was out carrying on, they left. That was 4 years ago. I saw them on Skype once.
The scripture says, "God hath joined together, let not man put asunder."
I guess I did it. Put it all asunder. I thought she betrayed me, but I know now that it was my character defects and my addiction. That's why I'm in this program. I'm going to stay sober. I... I don't care if you see me crying. I know that I'm going to be a man again. I have to become a man again. Because God joined me to my wife and made me a man in his image. I'm not going to defile his temple anymore.
After they left... it took more. It took more of me than ever. I lost the house and was staying in my car. Then I was at the shelter. Then I was just out on the streets. I was always moving, watching...
Things happen out there that nobody knows about. They think nobody cares. Nobody cares. You might see a van pull up, and some guys get out. If you look like I looked, some base head, they don't even care if you see what they do. They're Nephilim. They come to our side of town to feast on the flesh of Israel. I watched them. The children of fallen angels. I saw what they did. What they built.
I never want to see it again.
 
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Thoughts on Twitch plays pokemon? I can't wait to see the timelapse compilation of the whole thing.
Hi Guys! I'm a high schooler that's interested in film and special effects. Do you have any tips or advice? Get a camera, get the student edition of Adobe's Creative Suite, download Premiere and After Effects and STOP PLAYING VIDEO GAMES.
Do you want to get good at film and special effects? Take the hours you play video games and make movies.
Also, if your school has televisions in each room, volunteer to create the morning announcements/TV show. Instant weekly practice.
And also look at storytelling/art that is not just films. Paintings are my biggest inspiration for cinematography, so are comic books.
Video games rule. If I didn't have filmmaking I'd play video games. But if you want to really learn a skill like filmmaking, you gotta devote time to it.
Yeah, but if I stop playing video games, I'll ruin my chances of getting into VGHS... THE ULTIMATE QUANDRY.
Where do you see RocketJump and its affiliates 10-15 years in the future? We can make this thing work and sustain it. We are making 5-8 full length series or feature films a year with a variety of directors and creators.
Hollywood throws their hands up and buys us and we're working for some arm of a gigantic global transmedia conglomerate.
I would prefer option 1.
If I am not getting to shoot on IMAX cameras by then I am going to complain a lot to Dez.
We've gone digital Lauren and we're never looking back!
I refuse! Refuuuse!
I hope to see RocketJump get bigger and better as the years go by. You guys do some great stuff. That's the plan anyway. Thanks for the support TingDodge!
Hey Freddie! What were some of your early inspirations to get into VFX and start releasing stuff on YouTube? The Matrix. Straight up. The Matrix.
And Star Wars - Jimmy and I have some rad lightsaber videos lost to old hard drives.
We used pool cues and manually roto'd every single lightsaber blade.
Any plans for a Jedi A-Holes Part 3? Abso... lutely!
Hey Freddie, Big fan of your work! What happened between you guys and Brandon? Basically, we're pursuing different projects separately. We were making shorts for 3 years straight - that's a long time! We basically wanted to do different things.
Freddie after seeing your last web short (not the JCVD but the previous one) my question is why have we waited so long to see your magnificent body? I'VE BEEN LIFTING K.
I ask Freddie this question every single day.
I offered to make the Hunks of RocketJump calendar, but did anyone take me seriously? No.
Roller Coaster Day 2014? Something else... something... radder...
How did you meet Brian Firenzi? He was on my floor freshman year at USC.
I'm an airsofter, how big a part are airsoft replicas a part of your videos? We'd love to hear on /airsoft. Big part. We use boneyard and broken airsofts all the time as props because we don't need working gearboxes. Gas blowbacks are perfect for pistols - just add smoke and flash and a shell and boom - instant pyro license.
Awesome! Do you get to play often? I have an AK and GBB M4, but don't nearly get out to the fields as much as I want to.
Do you ever use shell ejecting airsoft guns? Such as this. Link to www.evike.com. Shells too expensive haha.
Freddie, thanks a bunch for the advice you gave me regarding my YouTube channel regarding partnerships and deals, it's been incredibly helpful! If you're ever looking for an extra person to call in for science-based podcasts or anything like that, let me know! What's been the reaction to your sudden fame from your families? Have you told your families what you work on in terms of YouTube, gaming and such? Were the reactions positive? Parents are basically constantly amused by the whole thing, especially when I'm home for Xmas and we get recognized in a movie theater or something.
Do your parents like the content you make? My mom texts me often that I need to work on my crappy unbelievable acting.
Team Ki or Team Jenny? TEAM KI MUTHA EFFAS.
Team Moriarty, straight up.
Edit: Dudes. Moriarty is a girl on the FPS team. She rocks.
Who is responsible for this "oops?" Hahah probably got smeared by someone's hand. SORRY!
What is RocketJump's opinion on Pandas? They can't even procreate. Destined for extinction.
We are a Panda friendly company. The more the merrier!
I have a panda pillow. I like them.
Woah first time i'm on time to an AMA. Freddie what did you plan on doing for a living before discovering filmmaking? I was going to be a software engineer. Maybe game design. I really like programming. My brain goes into a different mode and it's really calming.
Is video game college next? No - you're old news in the pro gaming world at the age of 20 we all know this.
Will we get to see a series with Shot Bot as an intrepid investigative journalist? I really enjoy ShotBot and push every day for more ShotBot. Maybe we'll do a spinoff comic?
Please can we do this? I vote we do this.
Why is MysteryGuitarMan your favorite YouTuber of all time? Joe Penna has an incredible mystique, one that cannot be defined by mere text on a Reddit AMA. His fingers, faster than lightning, his editing skills, unparalleled. Will we ever see anyone rise to the challenge of taking over MysteryGuitarMan's utter dominant grip on the world? I fear not.
How important was attending USC Film School, Freddie? For meeting everyone I work with now? Incredibly important.
For learning VFX or filmmaking skills? Not as important as just practicing.
From having attended USC film school with Freddie I can tell you there isn't anything taught there that couldn't be picked up from a book, or on the job training. IMOP, the greatest benefit of having attended USC is meeting a lot of like minded, driven filmmakers, and making solid professional connections. If I hadn't gone to USC I wouldn't have met Matt and Freddie... and then who knows, maybe there wouldn't be a RocketJump today.
Hey Freddie and Jimmy, how did you guys meet Nathan Kress? Through the magic of TWITTER!
TWEETERRR.
Hi Freddie! I'm a huge fan of your work, and have been following your channel for a while. How much free time do you get away from filming youtube/rocketjump stuff and doing VGHS, and what do you do with it? Literally zero. I hope to fix that (i.e. get more balance in my life) sometime this year.
Any time I have I spend sleeping or getting killed in Spelunky at the moment.
How did you meet Brandon? Also on my floor freshman year at USC!
Can I answer this too? Same dorm floor, first month. I was practicing cello in my room. Brandon stopped in front of my door, proclaimed "You play like an ANGEL!" and disappeared, laughing in what I can only describe as mirth.
In the old days, you guys had a pretty intense video schedule, and all of your videos felt like they were made by just two dues with a (slightly-better-than-potato) camera and a VFX program. Do you ever feel like some of that old magic is lost now that you've got RocketJump and all of your other big projects going? Have a look at our last month of work and let me know - I can say that right now it feels more like the first year than any other time.
Would you rather go back in time and meet your ancestors, or go into the future and meet your children? Future. Much much cooler.
Great question! Is it a one-way trip?? If so, I'd rather jump ahead to the future and get myself that hoverboard I've always wanted. If I could jump back and forth... you better believe I'm going back in time and investing everything in Google.
After VGHS, are you going to continue on the way of long-form projects? I remember from the podcasts it seems you are very into how the entertainment industry is evolving. Do you think it's still a journey to doing TV shows and a big budget movie? Do you see any other path/future goal and would you pursue it? Also it seems that crowdfunding has worked very well for VGHS but do you think it's sustainable? Many people are already expressing a bit of exhaustion from an increase in crowdfunding campaigns and are not willing to spend so much at a time now. Do you see an alternative to crowdfunding besides going back to traditional studio funding? We want to own our own content. That means TV show length projects and feature length projects. Will those projects show up in theaters? That remains to be seen. Functionally, doing VGHS as a 6 episode TV show and putting it online and having people watch it on smart TVs is really not that different than how "traditional" TV is currently consumed. I don't think crowdfunding as it is currently misunderstood is sustainable. We look at crowdfunding as (and the most successful campaigns tend to be) a visible preorder system, similar to how Louis CK did his comedy show. We're basically doing a "pre-order" for an upcoming project.
Really its not the same. Compare this video to the ones in the past where Brandon was a big part. RocketJump going corporate(ish) loses that classic freddiew feel. I guess thats why they call them the glory days. :/ I guess I have difficulty in seeing how a black-and-white video that's about building up to a ridiculous joke is "corporate."
Nah man, I can see the suits you now wear under your normal clothes. Don't deny it. You've gone corporate! But... suits are fun!
I know you spoke to us long time fans before about the Brandon/Freddie split, but I think we deserve more as loyal viewers. I'm really not sure where you're getting "classic commercial studio producer" from - I'm still basically doing the same thing I've been doing for four years now.
I guess I really want to know what was brandon going to say when you cut at 1:40 in your "[Phase Two] (Link to www.youtube.com video? Or does this violate some NDA in place? That was because I want to make movies and help other people make movies and use the platform we built to put awesome stuff out there. I can't do that if everybody still thinks I solely make everything by myself.
Have you found that your YouTube success has translated into any offers in Hollywood? Yes, but a lot of times, those offers are really really bad, and continuing to do and own your own thing is a much smarter move in the long run (at least, I hope so)
Can somebody make a living out of a Youtube channel? You can make a living off YouTube. I will say... it's a bit harder now. More content and more creators out there. The ways of making money from ad sales are all outdated.
How did you get Key and Peele to work with you? We had talked to them and the schedules worked out for me to show up randomly in their Halloween episode and for them to spend a few hours shooting the most ridiculous video we've ever come up with!
Any tips for someone wanting to get started in the entertainment industry? Depends on what you want to do. This book explains in detail how many people got their start.
Everyone says that breaking in is difficult.
I can tell you - if you're truly good at something (cinematography, VFX, organizing other people, etc.) it's not hard at all. Competent people who can work with others are shockingly rare.
No matter what you have to do starting out, have a really good attitude about it. People will hire people they like. Make friends, not contacts.
Find a niche, perhaps something no one else is doing, or doing all that well, and MASTER it.
Hey Freddie, big fan of VGHS. Im curious, whats a day on the set like? Hey there! You can get a good glimpse of how we film VGHS through the behind the scenes vids, but usually it starts with Freddie, Matt, Jon (our DP) and our 1st AD meeting to discuss the day, while Matt pounds down an energy drink and Freddie rubs his eyes a lot. We do 12 hour days, and often shoot scenes from multiple episodes.
I wasnt aware of the behind the scenes actually, thank you! I got some watching to do. I hope you enjoy!
1) Do you think you'll ever attempt to produce another feature film like "Bear?" We'll do another feature, but probably not as DEATH DEFYING as Bear haha.
2) Do you think the Google Plus-YouTube merger and YouTube's stricter copyright protection measures have harmed YouTube's reputation? (More specifically, if something better came along, would you leave YouTube?) I think everyone agrees the Google+/YouTube comment thing wasn't rolled out smoothly at all, but I don't see things as "leaving" - just "also being on". Nowadays there's no reason not to be multiple places.
Banana or apple? Bananas. My dad goes to Costco just to buy bushels of bananas. It's a little weird.
Hey Freddie, Do you ever lament the loss of guitar hero/rock band? Did you ever wish to make a career as a pro guitar hero player, as might guess your YYZ video was what brought me too your channel (here for those who havn't seen it Link to www.youtube.com. I'm really really good at a game that nobody plays anymore, but it's cool I had my really weird time in the sun. I played a video game for Sebastian Bach. I intro'd Joe Satriani with a video game version of his song on stage. I got flown around the world to play a video game. I have a work permit from the government of Canada recognizing me as a "professional guitar hero player".
Will Logan ever return to the facerocker podcast? Yes! Logan is a frequent guest on the podcast and we expect to have him on quite a bit more in the future. He's very busy atm. Thank you for listening.
Yes. He's now recurring. Here's his latest: Link to www.youtube.com
Speaking of the future... Any plans for more To The F'ing Future podcasts? Yes! we will be bringing more TTF very soon!
YES! No offense, but he is definitely the life of the party. We all know how great Logan is as a human being, and personally, as a roommate who would watch, on a rotating schedule Gone With the Wind, Roadhouse, and Top Gun every night.
Is it safe to consider you to be the new Stan Lee? ex. doing cameos and such? I'm nowhere near the legend that man is.
What do you uphold as the most important virtue of storytelling? EMPATHY. A good friend wrote a really great book on the subject. Go look up Screenwriting 101 by Film Crit Hulk.
I'll let the writers chime in, but "make people care" for me.
Hey Freddie! How did you learn to use VFX tools? What's your favorite local multiplayer game? And what's your favorite airsoft field in the SoCal area? VFX - practice on real footage and boatloads of tutorials. Also working next to Sam Gorski, After Effects master, was very helpful. Local multiplayer - big fan of Niddhogg right now. SC Viper - gotta go outdoors.
What camera would you recommend for somebody starting out? Trying to do stuff like you and Corridor Digital. Excellent question ChurchTheZombie. ANY camera that you can get your hands on. Preferably, one that allows manual focus and aperture control. But seriously, anything you can get your hands on... doesn't matter. Learning how to tell stories visually is of utmost importance, and that can be learned with ANY camera. DO NOT let finances get in the way of achieving your dreams.
The Black Magic Pocket Cam is about a thousand bucks and shoots great footage straight to pro-res. It is also small and easy to use. It's ridiculously cheap for the gorgeous footage you get.
Canon DSLR is a solid one to go with.
How do you come up with the script to video game high school? P.S I LOVE YOU. Matt and the writers, Will and Brian and for Season 3, Jake Andrews of Rubydog Films, literally sit in a room for 8 hours a day for six months straight trying to break the story. It's excruciating. It's mind numbing. It's really difficult.
Luckily they got me to pop in and distract them every so often with inane internet videos!
Holy shit, I'm actually on time for an AMA for once. Freddie, how much of your time does managing Rocket Jump take up? What's a regular day like for you? Glad you're here! I can only speak from my experience... building RocketJump is a 24/7 responsibility. We have an incredibly small but talented team and we all work around the clock to cook up more great stuff to share. It's not all work and no play... there's always time for fun and games!
Get up, get in, and then do a lot of random stuff all day to try and make everything work - lots of video work, meetings, calls, etc.
I grew up :(
I have a basic understanding of after effects, but what should i do to take it a step further? Also, how did you get so good at effects? Thanks so much for the AMA!!! This should be the first thing you do. Complete those tutorials and you will be well on your way to becoming an AFX master.
Hey Freddie, do you still play Guitar Hero? I actually remember when I first subscribed to your channel after watching one of your first videos. Find me a guitar hero controller that isn't totally wonky and I'll play the crap out of it. I love guitar hero.
Are you really going to kill of a character in S3 or was that a joke? VGHS doesn't look like a show in which someone might die. After all, how dangerous can gaming get? A character will die, yes.
With technology like the Oculus Rift, what's the coolest thing you think you can do with it? My friend has a prototype for developers, and just the demos were pretty cool. So I wonder what you make of it? Also, what's currently your most played videogame? I think the coolest thing will be something involving learning how to mind control prosthetics by being able to really visualize it within a game world, doing little drills, etc. and training your brain. Most played lifetime probably Quake 2. Oculus has nothing but awesome potential and I can't wait to retire and use the Oculus v10 for the rest of my life.
What's your best advice on growing an audience? Did you share your videos with blogs, etc. when you first getting started? Focus on making stuff that you think is good, and keep working on improving. Make content that people want to share.
How did you get a group together to make your first project? Was there a common goal? Thanks for the AMA! At first it was just "hey let's make a stupid movie" and grabbing whoever was around and getting pizzas and having a good time. Always a good way to start.
Hey Fwong & the rest of rocketjump! Any time Brian Firenzi or Joey (Jumpin Jax) got to improv. Also when we filmed the cereal-in-the-backpack scene, I remember Matt had to leave the room so his laughing wouldn't ruin the take, and I had to lean on something because the BTS camera was shaking because I was laughing so hard. a random person stumbled onto set and started eating our DP's surprise birthday cake.
Best regards from Sweden.
Hey freddie! Can you please get back in to Guitar Hero competitively? No more competitions - I owned them all.
That's so sweet, and in case you don't see my comment you make cinematography wonders! Who are your inspirations? My favorite working DP's right now are Roger Deakins, Bill Pope, Ellen Kuras and Anette Haellmigk.
Would you guys ever consider doing another roadtrip around the country to make your shorts? (You guys will always have a place to stay if you're around Philadelphia!) Thanks for the offer Jechtshot93! Yes, another road trip is certainly in the cards. Will keep everyone posted.
I find VGHS to be enormous fun, but you faced some pushback from fans who were expecting a "serious" gaming show, as opposed to the somewhat tongue-in-cheek approach you went with. Some of the more dramatic character subplots (e.g. Jenny and her mother) show you're more than capable of telling "serious" stories, so are their aspirations within Rocket Jump to make long form content with perhaps a darker / more serious tone, or are you guys happy to continue exploring the balance of comedy / drama you've been finessing with VGHS? VGHS is a weird balance of tone where it's completely irreverent towards gaming and gaming culture, while at the same time (I hope) clearly made by people who understand and live and breathe it.
Our other series will all be their own things - we have more serious stuff in mind, as well as more straight ahead comedy and action series/features.
I noticed your impressive board game collection in the background of your new JCVD video. How long have you guys been into tabletop gaming, and what are your current favorites to play? That's Matt's board game collection - big time collector! He's in a VGHS table read and can't respond atm, but I can tell you we play a TON of RESISTANCE around here. Some other favorites include CITY OF HORROR, 7 WONDERS, SMASH UP and RISK LEGACY.
Matt is huge into board games (he's leading the table read right now). He says his favorites are: Dominion, Cosmic Encounter, and Race to the Galaxy.
That is all Matt. but we play a crap ton of resistance in the building.
How could you describe Freddie and Jimmy's relationship? I would describe them as brothers.
Ps: if you ever need someone who is 6'7 for a video hook me up. My skills are: being really tall. Jimmy and I will go from screaming at each other to literally showing each other cat videos in the span of two seconds. My mom thinks it's really weird.
Hey Freddie, over the last 4 years which video did you find the most challenging? Did you ever start a project and later realize that it was totally impossible, or were you always able to compromise and pull through? Fan since Chrono Trigger. Always managed to pull through, but sometimes the end result is nothing like what you expected.
When do you think season 3 will be out? Still working out the full schedule but this year.
Are key and Peele as funny in real life as they are on their show? Also big fan of you guys since I don't remember how long. :D love VGHS. Key and Peele are amazing, and the most analytical guys I know about comedy. They really understand why and what makes something funny.
Hey Rocket Jump! First I would like to say thanks for giving the world VGHS! Second, I would like to ask what you are hoping to accomplish with the newest season of VGHS and if you have anything already in the works for another web series? Thanks for the awesomeness guys! I'm hoping we legit make people cry. I definitely cried. The writers were very excited about all of us crying, the jerks.
If you were able to pick ANY guest star, who would it be and why? I am secretly hoping that one day we can get Patrick Stewart. Because Patrick Stewart.
OMG. you guys replied! How long does it usually take to film one episode of VGHS? (With the editing) It took us around 30 days to shoot six episodes. So if we just pretend each episode took around the same amount of time (the action heavier ones usually took more days) we can safely say an episode of VGHS takes about five 12-hour days to shoot. I can't even really begin to try and guess how many hours our editors put into each episode. Weeks? Months cycling through all six of the episodes? Then adding weeks of VFX, and days and days of sound creating, editing and mixing... It was a long labor of love.
What are you going to do after VGH3? More series!
Do you think you'd ever be willing to share your workouts or diet with loseit or the like? You definitely inspire a lot of people. Of course!! show me the way!!
If you were to ask yourself twenty years ago where you'd think you'd be now, how accurate do you think you'd be? Twenty years ago I wanted to be Dr. Grant from Jurassic Park. Unfortunately, the more I learned about paleontology, the more I discovered the dinosaurs had become extinct.
Pretty sure I wanted to be Batman.
Your guys work is amazing, how is your Australian accent? STRAYA.
What are the funniest behind-the-scenes (including times when you aren't even doing any filmy stuff) moments you guys can regale on? Clint tried to throw a knife into the wall and exploded a light fixture!
See, if you had that as a perk for the Kickstarter, you would have hit the goal on minute 1. Dang it!!!
FREDDIE WHY ARE YOU NOT ON NODE. LAN Party was originally created as an excuse to get more video games back in our lives. I'm too busy with VGHS and other RocketJump projects at the moment though for anything other than Spelunky on my Vita.
Woah woah woah! I completely missed this drama. I doubt you're getting an official answer for this, unless it was some sort of joke. When someone says they're talking to lawyers, it doesn't mean lawyers are threatening to sue them. We had a discussion with Brandon about some questions with rights, making sure people don't get confused, etc. etc. Both our legal teams were present because, well, those guys know the law better than any of us do.
Good lord, am I glad that Allison brought me back to your floor after that party. Meeting you guys was among the ten best things to ever happen to me. :D :D.
Hey, I actually have a question for Benji!, sandwichpants52. Thanks Player! and a huge BOOM to yourself as well! I still have my drivers license from my biggest days to remind myself how lazy I can be haha. Being assistant editor for S1 of VGHS and staring at my own face all day a couple times kicked my ass into gear. Took about 2 months but I dropped a good 55+ lbs and its ridiculous how much better each day is when you are healthy!
Long time subscriber, just want to thank you for making VGHS, which is probably the greatest web series ever. Keep up the good work! Thank you Devildog6795! If you keep watching 'em, we'll keep making 'em!
Hey Rocket Jump, the guy you bought the idea from for VGHS, his name is Chris Papavasilio, he is my Latin teacher. He's told my class about you and he thinks your an awesome dude. Just thought that I should bring that up =) Chris is the man! what a bad ass teacher you have.
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