A week after 43 assholes in our U.S. Senate blocked the “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” repeal, maintaining the status quo of repression and persecution that plagues gays in the military, a number of gay suicides due to bullying have taken the national spotlight. Props to our national media (especially to Dan Savage and his “It Gets Better” campaign) for treating this string of tragic deaths for the epidemic that it is. Our hearts go out to the families of Tyler Clementi, Asher Brown, Seth Walsh, and the countless others whose personal tragedies have yet to be televised.
Speaking of bullying, Armond White finally addresses the “agitated fanboys” that spam his reviews regularly on Rotten Tomatoes. The New York Press critic brings up many fine points about the groupthink fostered by review-aggregate sites like Rotten Tomatoes, shady review-mongering publicity tactics, and the fear of the almighty spoiler.
White’s take on The Social Network is less defensible. I didn’t see much deepness in the film, but I found its tone to be rather chilling, and as I texted Keith Uhlich last week after seeing it: “It’s not great, but it definitely made me feel like I was looking at the face of a very depressing, very American, very intellectually bred evil.” Now, if Armond believes that David Fincher was extolling Mark Zuckerberg’s assholeness and not giving it the finger, did he become complicit by hobnobbing at the film’s New York Film Festival after-party at the Harvard Club last Friday?
Related: New York Magazine’s Mark Harris wonders if Fincher and Aaron Sorkin’s depiction of Zuckerberg is fair, with Sorkin revealing that—like Armond—he’s “not quite getting the Internet.”
Finally, read this groovy, predictably evocative piece on my man Luis Buñuel’s L’Age d’Or by Michael Atkinson, which the critic published on, um, Facebook.
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