There are few things more irritating than false promises.
The GSC Malaysia website has a habit of listing upcoming films that I really want to see(sometimes more than once), then abruptly removing them from schedule.
Without explanation, apology, or reason.
Alright, surely there’s a reason, but right now it’s about me, okay? Fuck off.
The latest two that got the ax were ‘Young Adult’ and ‘Hugo’.
Hugo I’ve dismissed until I heard it being heralded as the Saviour Of 3D. Lavish praises, impossible comments from impossible people, glowing reviews, blah blah blah.
I thought to myself: “A 3D film that’s not a documentary will surely, surely run here.’ Right? Well, goose poo to you too GSC.
‘Young Adult’ I was pleasantly surprised to see listed on the GSC website. Always been a fan of Diablo Cody. Smart, witty, and a way with words like no other.
Can’t wait. Like. Now.
Listed? Wow! Really?
Indie film directed by Jason Reitman, written by Diablo Cody, starring Charlize Theron(Heelllloooo) coming to a screen near me? Feb 16 you say? Really? Like?
*Mental Fist Pump*
Yeah well. Whatever.
Day 53: “Christmas bonuses? In this economy? Next thing you know, those ungrateful Creatives will be asking to shut down the Agency until the New Year!”
But I’ll stay Optimistic.
The name of the game is restraint.
Here’s a little tribute to two of the most baller games out there. I think everyone’s scale is kinda off, but whatevzzzzz
The season of giving, thinking.
Less receiving.
The season of sales, red, santa
Brought to you by Coca Cola.
Where trees get to dress up.
Girls skankily.
Christmas makes me think of you.
You stupid little footnote.
Of your love of the Curve.
And of your silly little giggle.
It means nothing, actually, in the end.
I’m done with you.
You drug dealer who’s also a drug.
It’s the season of ends, and new beginnings.
It means the first of next year is almost here.
And I couldn’t be more fucking happy.
Day 47: Many Agency people prefer their Christmas Parties to be “spouse free” to allow the team an opportunity to “bond”. At least, that’s the way they spin it at home.
