Albert Shoe in Widescreen apparently got me thinking a bit about escapism and quasi-mental breakdowns. This inevitably led me to go back and think a bit harder about the Matrix.
Allow me to explain that potentially unrelated link.
Albert Shoe in Widescreen apparently got me thinking a bit about escapism and quasi-mental breakdowns. This inevitably led me to go back and think a bit harder about the Matrix.
Allow me to explain that potentially unrelated link.
Writing is harder than it looks.
I’m almost tempted to just leave this post there to prove a point.
I’m fairly easy to please when it comes to television and film and I actually struggle to identify bad writing. I know this because of those awkward moments where everyone around me will be laying into the film crying foul at its poor structure, heavy handed exposition and forced dialogue when all I can really think is “…but it was great…right?” and so I know that I’m not a critic. However, sometimes I’ll see something on television that I’ll think was awful and that I just can’t watch, and I’ll make my mind up that it’s due to bad writing and that I could do better.