Monthly Archives: January 2010

This just in: Movies depict utopian visions

CNN reports that people are suffering depression symptoms from having to walk away from Avatar and back into the cold, heartless real world.

Really? Really? This makes me fantasize about living in Cameron’s last box office blockbuster.

(CNN) — James Cameron’s completely immersive spectacle “Avatar” may have been a little too real for some fans who say they have experienced depression and suicidal thoughts after seeing the film because they long to enjoy the beauty of the alien world Pandora.

On the fan forum site “Avatar Forums,” a topic thread entitled “Ways to cope with the depression of the dream of Pandora being intangible,” has received more than 1,000 posts from people experiencing depression and fans trying to help them cope. The topic became so popular last month that forum administrator Philippe Baghdassarian had to create a second thread so people could continue to post their confused feelings about the movie.

“I wasn’t depressed myself. In fact the movie made me happy ,” Baghdassarian said. “But I can understand why it made people depressed. The movie was so beautiful and it showed something we don’t have here on Earth. I think people saw we could be living in a completely different world and that caused them to be depressed.”

A user named Mike wrote on the fan Web site “Naviblue” that he contemplated suicide after seeing the movie.

“Ever since I went to see ‘Avatar’ I have been depressed. Watching the wonderful world of Pandora and all the Na’vi made me want to be one of them. I can’t stop thinking about all the things that happened in the film and all of the tears and shivers I got from it,” Mike posted. “I even contemplate suicide thinking that if I do it I will be rebirthed in a world similar to Pandora and the everything is the same as in ‘Avatar.’ ”

Other fans have expressed feelings of disgust with the human race and disengagement with reality.

I’ll show you feelings of disgust with the human race. Please, someone hit me with a fucking iceberg already.

It separates us from the animals — by 160 characters

While we’re on the subject of kids… Dispatch from a 4th grade science class at the elite Ramaz School in New York City.

Teacher: What are some important things we couldn’t do without opposable thumbs?

Student: Texting!

The ortho Jewish school is tentative on the subject of evolution, but surely regardless of how we got these useful digits it was all part of Hashem’s master plan. And God said unto Abraham, “Text me after sundown.”

Related: Chatspeak Shows No Effect on Spelling, May Improve Haikus.

Reader Appreciation: Kids these days

Thanks to the reader who found the site by searching
how the young in the us are getting dumb.”

Google Game: Africans (and other ethnic queries)

Inspired by last week’s Google Game exploring the midgets of our curiosity — ahem, the limits of our curiosity — one of NHM’s readers began asking similar questions of the search engine. What are people wondering… about other people?

I can’t quite fathom why so many query whether Africans are partial to deodorant, French and milk, but the extra muscle q certainly comes from feeling inadequate. Kenyans often win marathons; White Men Can’t Jump. Ergo: Africans (that’s the same as “black,” right?) must have something physiologically over the slow and pasty.

If you feel like doing a little ethnic googling of your own, you’re sure to find that our collective searching betrays a pervasive insecurity.

Go ‘head, pick a people. Italians. Germans. Poles, Japanese, French, Indian… Folks want to know:

  • Do they like Americans?
  • Do they like Jews?
  • Do they like blacks?

They also want to know if they celebrate Halloween. And Thanksgiving. Yup, Thanksgiving.

Oh, and naturally we wonder if Africans eat monkeys, if the Chinese eat dogs and cats, and if Japanese people eat babies.

[Thanks, Tuck]

Smoking Section Semantics

“I’m sorry, you can’t smoke here.”
“Oh, ok. Well, can I smoke here?”
“Sure, knock yourself out.”

Taken on Eldridge between Stanton and Rivington.

Calling the Clio Committee

Why do I love this commercial so much? You might think it’s because of the daughter’s incredible NY accent. No, that’s just, like, a supah oh-w-some bow-nus. I like this commercial because these two are actually good actors. Especially the injured Pop. Totally believable. Not like that sham Hillside Honda romance. (While you’re at it – please check out some of the comments under the video on the YouTube. Classy.) With all the unwatchable commercial acting out there, let’s recognize how remarkably decent these performances are.

Related: Commercials Worth Watching: J&R

News from the NY1 Gaydar

Apologies that I couldn’t pull the video, but take a listen for an amusing misuse of the word “gaydar” from a New York 1 travel report today. It comes in at 35 seconds.

Have Your Cake – And Play It, Too

Though I wasn’t invited to this design-heavy games-n-cupcakes new years party, I’m thoroughly enjoying the digital results. Pastries and gaming — playstries? Count me freakin in. These folks got together and made 100 cupcake honoring 100 awesome games. Some highlights, from video games…

…and old school analog favorites…

Even the site itself is kind of a game. Pure gold.

Ass Effects

Most writers will probably tell you that if you want your writing to come out well it’s important to read your work aloud. Things that look good on the page and may make perfect logical sense often come out awkward or confusing when verbalized.

So one might wonder what they were thinking over at Eisai/PriCara when they named their acid reflux mediation AcipHex. Or how their commercials got by the ad group without anyone raising a hand with a discomfited clearing of the throat, “ahem, did he, uh… does anyone else think it sounds like…?”

But it might explain why they started looking for a new marketing manager for the product a month and a half ago:

Requirements: Self starter, multi-tasker, understands rhyming.

Google Game: Midgets (Do They or Don’t They?)

This week’s Google Game either speaks for itself, or requires a depth and breadth of analysis I’m ill prepared to deliver at present. While I process, please mull, and enjoy.

By the by, if being a midget does, indeed, constitute a serviceable defense against incarceration, then I’m going down to the DMV and putting my real height on my drivers license.

PS. “Willies”? That’s the web’s go-to word for penis?

[Thanks, DFH]