At 17 I bought 2 big lies:
1) I *must go to college or I’ll never make it*, and 2) that I should *study what I love*.
I liked History, and after studying history the only clear career I path I could see was a life in academia. So I set out to become a Professor of History.
Let's talk about Come and See. It's the absolute triumph of Soviet cinema. And how it was made was absolutely horrifying. It's a feat that will never be repeated...
I was helping other students write their papers. They would get As and I would get Cs. Thinking WTF, I finally confronted one of them about why.
She said it was because I wrote from a White Male POV.
There's a happy ending...
Thanks to world class universities putting their classes on Youtube (hell yeah Yale!) and Twitter nutjobs like
@MTClassical
and
@ploughmansfolly
doing live lectures, I'm finally getting the education I wanted.
Best part: it's costing me exactly $0.
This was mid-90s. I got into a big western state school.
I had some great profs, and some not so great ones. BUT I'd also get these female TAs/adjunct profs who seemed to hate me.
So I finally ask him why I would take his class at the CC when I'm at the University.
He starts to cry. Said if he didn't get X more students signed up they were going to fire him.
And all I could think was "OMG is this MY future!?"
I ended up dropping out. Didn't see the value in continuing the path. I was working 40 hours a week in a grocery story to pay for school (you could do that back then) but the long hours of work + study were killing me.
In addition, playing the game made me deeply unhappy. I couldn't pretend to believe things i didn't believe. And I could no longer spin pretentious BS in class discussion anymore (But according to Francis Fukuyama...)
And I really really couldn't continue to feign wonderment at the "knowledge" of my professors, most of whom were midwits at best.
And I was just an undergrad. I can't imagine what grad students must go thru...
Then there was an incident at the Student Union. I'm hanging out studying. Guy I peg as a homeless hippie sees my books and starts talking about history. Turns out he's a prof at the local community college.
Special thanks to my favorite history teacher
@Kurt_Steiner
for asking me to tell the story. Someday I'll do a thread about how I dropped out of high school...
I've got this boomer friend who's a longtime NASA employee/contractor. I heard the story of the female astronaut on the ISS who sabotaged the toilet so they'd send her home early and asked him if it was true.
He said it was true, and said stuff like that happens all the time...
So the next semester I set out to get straight As. I sat in the front row, went to office hours to ask questions I already knew the answer to, expressed interest in social justice, quoted Howard Zinn, etc.
(I never read People's History but that didn't stop me from quoting...)
He's trying to get me to take his class (forget on what but I wasn't interested—think he mentioned Howard Zinn...)
He's giving the hard sell and won't give up.
🧵...
This is Joe Gatt. I don't know him well but we worked together once and I'd like to call him a friend. He's one of the nicer people I've had to pleasure of working with. Just a kind generous humble person and damn good actor.
And then he got framed as a pedophile...
with one key and discretion to lock the doors. The doors were locked 4 times during the history of the space shuttle. Each time it was some political hire passenger.
Ad astra Tyrone 👍
Much was lost with Me Too. Film and Fashion hasn't been the same. And may never be the same.
And the worst offenders, the most horrible people in the world, they got away scot-free.
This bridge on Highway US 50 in Western Colorado was just closed indefinitely due to safety concerns. It's the only way to get from Montrose CO to Gunnison CO. For residents it means a 6 hour 354 mile detour.
BUT... other people's wars are more important I guess.
:“The last official act of any government is to loot the treasury.”
George Washington Quote
$95 billion send for money laundering thru Ukraine, Israel and Taiwan.
Kilmov had the cooperation of the Red Army. And as such, and to ensure authenticity, they used LIVE AMMO. The scene when the Germans attack the partizan camp is the Red Army shooting REAL artillery shells at the CHILD ACTORS and crew.
Said that there was a freakout on an early space shuttle mission. One of the political hire "astronauts" freaked the fuck out and tried to open a door. They had to tie the person up until they got back to earth.
After that mission commander was given padlocks...
So fuck the haters. It's an incredible film. It's also free to watch on the Mosfilm Youtube so check it out.
And while you're there check out the other gems of Soviet Cinema.
Ambitions and *compliant* plus a little CRAZY and wants to be a Goddess. That’s an actress. It’s also an archetypal whore. And it’s something we celebrate. And it’s very strange when I think about it.
The best trick is to make him think it was HIS idea. His skills of seduction. His power. His STATUS that he’s spent years accumulating. His kind generosity of letting her audition without a bikini because she’s running late and having a rough day.
Women know this.
@ComfortablySmug
You know those chicks who work for liquor companies that offer you free shots of nasty booze in bars ("Hey guys! Want to do a Fireball shot with me?") They all have marketing degrees.
How many ambitious, compliant, slightly mentally ill women went to Harvey Weinstein’s hotel suite to perform the forgot my bikini trick? Or the things aren’t going well with my boyfriend trick?
(And why do whores call it a trick?)
Victim worship was only part of the Me-Too story. By assuming the mantle of victim and martyr these women were absolved of the sin of whoredom and the guilt that came with it. General absolution. Your sins have been absolved, now go forth with fury and the stomping of dyke boots.
🧵
Another casting story. This time about big boobs...
(TLDR: Wholesome ending but brings up some issues about how & what women communicate with their bodies—especially to other women.)
And of course... she played us.
There’s no way she was wearing a $600 thong on a random weekday afternoon in The Valley.
And there’s no way a pro actress would forget her bikini for a big callback.
That wasn't a special effects shot. There were no pro effects guys setting off safe charges. It was REAL ARTILLERY. And I have heard they didn't tell the CHILD ACTORS beforehand what was about to happen. Wow.
And of course you won't see anything about him clearing his name in the Mainstream Media. He's still too male, too white, too privileged. Narrative and all that...
I really love his acting. I hope he gets back to work soon. Check out one of his shows if you get the chance...
But it wasn't until psycho cunt DA left and a new DA came in that they realized how bad they fucked up. Thankfully all charges were dropped a few weeks ago...
Full story here:
Working at coffee shop. First date happening at next table. Dude brings up bodycount. Girl counters by talking bible and Jesus. There's got to be a meme for this.
Even crazier than the live artillery is what they did to lead actor Aleksei Kravchenko. He was 14 at the time. They induced a state of shell shock thru drug induced hypnosis and making him watch hours and hours of the worst war footage (the stuff that doesn't make news reels).
The Emasculation of Kokopelli
If you travel around the American Southwest you'll notice this guy. On t-shirts, mugs, signage, bumper stickers, tattoos. But this image is in now way "authentic". It's been modified for modern sensibilities and the needs of our vapid elite...
Much was lost with Me-Too. One of the ironies is that sexy actresses are no longer in vogue. This is a tragedy because women like Ms. Agent Provocateur worked hard for what they had. Effortless beauty requires a great deal of effort.
She leveraged her assets and beat out the other 79 most beautiful women in the world. Ms. Agent Provocateur probably made at least $100k (in late aughts dollars) for a one-day shoot. Nice work if you can get it.
They also starved him (just as the partizans starved). By the end of production he looked like a wrinkled old man and his hair was actually grey. That's not makeup...
Needless to say she got the part. I nodded, director made a thumbs up sign, agency guys grunted, and the client said “book her”. It took less than 5 seconds. I’ve never had commercial talent approved that quickly. She hadn’t even left the building.
Victim worship was only part of the Me Too story. By assuming the mantle of victim/martyr these women were absolved of the sin of whoredom and the guilt that came with it.
21/
Models are awesome. Different vibe than actress. They don't care about fame and their heads aren't fucked.
You can date/marry a model. Most are intelligent, interesting, funny, sweet, and all of them are hot.
I think she was a friend of the casting director and he probably suggested the stunt after seeing how bored we were (most likely not the first time he pulled this).
(This is a spoiler BTW...) The scene where Glasha realizes what's happened to Flyora's while he's still oblivious still haunts me many years later. Sheer horror.
Thumbnail plot: WWII in Belorussia. Teenage boy finds rifle, joins partizans, chaos ensues...
Director Elem Klimov insisted on authenticity. And this is where things get crazy...
🧵Continuing the discussion on Me Too and its aftermath here’s another one on Hollywood. About the tension between creative and corporate goals, and the exit of the Big Swinging Dick.
Grad Student spent years working on his thesis, and had just successfully argued it. Now he’s faced with a credible counterargument from a living primary source. He looks at me (jaw agape) in silence. After a pause he grunts “I don’t believe you” and storms away.
And in the end she didn’t need to fuck anybody for the part—she got it without going there.
(And no you pervert, the casting director was a homo and wasn’t banging her.)
Men like Terry Richardson and Harvey Weinstein walked that line--and may have crossed it. But most of the allegations were BS made by women who knew exactly what they were after and exactly how to get it (and in most cases DID get it).
brick-and-mortar booksellers have become absolutely worthless shops, which are simultaneously and very mysteriously always full of people.
i cannot imagine what all those idiots are doing there, because it is impossible to find any specific book in these places unless you're…
One day on set someone said “Dude, you know what would be really cool?” And someone else says “Dude, that would be cool!” Then they tell the DP who’s like “Bro… let’s tell the director.” And the director is like “Oh fuck yeah let’s try that.”
Adding to the guilt is the anxiety of knowing that the clock is running out. Their assets are perishable. Maybe they get a decade? Maybe less?
Time comes for all of us. Women are acutely aware of this fact.
People want to believe that there’s hidden meaning and secret knowledge to be discovered by THEM and no one else. I’m certainly guilty of this.
But when it comes to film I know better...
Of course, it’s not just analogous to prostitution it isprostitution. And like all prostitutes they feel guilt. And the more pleasurable it was the more guilt they feel.
🧵 LOVE LETTERS TO LOS ANGELES 🧵
Here's another movie thread. This time about love letters on film to my hometown of L.A. where the city becomes a supporting character.
I had a costumer friend who did a project with Jon Hamm. Before she was allowed to meet him there was a briefing on his abnormally large penis, known as the Hammaconda. A big part of her job was the somehow hide the Hammaconda BUT she was not allowed to mention or refer to it.
In 2002 every American gurl looked this this. You'd walk up and ask to see their boobs and they'd just rub them on your face for a nominal fee (about the same price as a Subway Cold Cut Combo). Then you'd have boob residue fogging your glasses for the rest of the day...
She says the line, takes some direction (compliance!), says the line again, gets dressed (effortless and seductive), and leaves. I was rock hard. We all were.
80 actors is a big callback. Bikini clad hot woman comes into the room, flirts with us, says the line, leaves, repeat. It’s a conveyor belt and after a while they all look the same. Imagine flipping pages in an endless men’s magazine for hours.
Any responsible prosecutor would have looked at the obviously photoshopped texts and movie screenshots, asked a few simple questions, and that would be that.
But this crazy cunt saw a career opportunity. It early 2022 in the tail end of Me Too and Believe All Women...
When it comes to film most people are chained up in the proverbial cave hypnotized by the shadows on the wall and trying to divine their meaning and the intentions of the “auteur”...
Now, i know it’s all BS because I was the guy making the shadows...
So Joe is in and out of court for 2 years. Finally a digital forensic investigator looked at the fake texts (something that should have happened before the arrest) and knew they were bogus...
And so Kokopelli--powerful god, creator of life, bringer of children--was commercialized and castrated. And if it can happen to a GOD what are they going to do to you?
Keep that in mind the next time you're in a national park gift shop.
Namaste 🙏
-Rambo
Saturday Night Movie 🧵
There's no way I can come up with a top 10 but here's a list of films that I love, changed me, and/or have technical merit.
These are presented in no particular order. I like them all.
So when something is framed in perspective it looks crooked to him. He prefers that things look straight, so everything is shot dead center straight and balanced. Nothing is crooked.
Being polite gentlemen we obliged. And in an effortlessly graceful seductive way she strips off her basic top and jeans down to see-thru Agent Provocateurs.
(which looked something like this:)