Cinespia - American Psycho
Much enjoyed watching American Psycho in the Hollywood Forever Cemetery with Levi, Jenny and the lady last night. I love the movie, and to watch on the bigscreen with a group of LA strangers that are drinking and having a good time is fun fun fun.
Right away when we entered I sprinted the 600 yards to the field of grass in front of the screen to secure us a good spot. Right in front of the screen, not too clsoe, but gloriously huge.
My favorite part of this even is hearing the crowds reactions. This is something that is misssing from most media events nowadays. So often we’re watching at home or even in an audience in a small theater - and nobody says anything. We all sit in silence and think our funy thoguths in our head, or whisper them to our friend.
Not so at cinespia. If you have a rallly funny comment, you shout it. Or at least say it loud enough for your closest neighbors to get your joke.
Sitting outside in the summer, drinking wine, and enjoying a masterpiece of cinema like that is one of my favorite summer events. Hopefullly I’ll go to several more this summer.
Excellent.
The World is Listening
On Obama, The Internet, and Fighting a Duck
This is a great quick read on how Obama’s Reddit “Ask Me Anything” came together and ended up outshining the Republican National Convention. The best bit, though, is about a question he didn’t get to answer.
Would you rather fight 100 duck-sized horses or one horse-sized duck?
In the days following, staffers debated the answer. Most immediately chose the 100 duck-sized horses— they would be easy to stomp on and were, generally, a reflection of the usual day-to-day conflicts in life. A danger to the shins, but possibly manageable. “Ducks are not exactly teeny-tiny—so 100 duck-sized horses (as opposed to duckling-sized horses), while smaller than a miniature pony, are still probably clocking in somewhere around ten pounds each,” one Obama official argued. “That’s a lot to kick/throw/battle.”
Who would choose to fight a duck the size of a horse? The beak. The wingspan. The ability to defend and attack in the air, on land, and in the water. “Also, lacking a weapon of some kind, how exactly do you defeat it? Wrestling it to the ground seems unlikely. Can you break its legs? Snap a wing?” the official continued. “Yet, it’s just one opponent—you can focus all your energy, attention, and strength on outsmarting it. Maybe it tires easily. Hard to know.”
I’ve been thinking this over and I’m pretty sure I’d go for the huge duck, even though it’s the more terrifying of the two choices. I feel like if you got on its back and poked its eyes, you might stand a chance. But only if we’re on land. I’d never fight an enormous duck in the water.
Marc Mutnansky set out to “capture a little bit of every day to remember what I did for a year” in 2012. This is what Marc did:
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