A fun low-budget film short. Maybe not great, but I was able to watch the whole thing while waiting to take my shower this morning. A funny cautionary tale about the perils of technology. The subtitle could be “Rise of The Machines.”
I saw this video a while back on YouTube and clicked it because it’s short and I didn’t have time to watch something longer. It’s by someone named Stevie Ryan. I think it was filmed using a simple miniDV camera, then processed through which has some nice “old film” effects but is otherwise not recommended by me because it’s packed with frustrating bugs that can quickly destabilize your system. I like this short film because it’s simple and effective (which doesn’t mean it’s easy to come up with these ideas), and it was probably made with no budget.
It might be cheesy and dumb, but I like it.
It’s an advertisement, but it’s fun.
(Via Roger Ebert.)
It’s 4:25am. I’m going to Toronto today on business. The plane leaves at 6:30am. I have a flu: my throat is sore, nose is running, and I’m coughing. I can hear the wind blowing outside the window from, which may delay the planes. I’m going to call a taxi in about 30 minutes for the ride to the airport.
I don’t want to go.
I just read this in the:
A man in Chicago calls his son in New York the day before Christmas and says, “I hate to ruin Christmas this year, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough.”
“Pop, what are you talking about?” the son screams. “We can’t stand the sight of each other any longer,” the father says. “We’re sick of each other, and I’m sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Atlanta and tell her.”
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. “Like hell they’re getting divorced,” she shouts, “I’ll take care of this.”
She calls Chicago immediately, and screams at her father, “You are NOT getting divorced. Don’t do a single thing until I get there. I’m calling my brother back and we’ll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don’t do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?” and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. “Okay,” he says, “they’re coming for Christmas and paying their own way.”