A frequent complaint I seem to have with TV, especially within the last 5 years or so, is this industry standard that killing off characters is a way to keep a story fresh and exciting. this feels especially true in supernatural/fantasy esque stories. Like these writers want to keep us on their toes, and they aren’t creative enough to do it in any other way other than teasing a potential death, building it up, and (9/10 times) eliminating a mostly minor character who is well liked and under developed. The show can collect its shock and awe points and generate some internet buzz and keep people talking into the next season.
Writers for these shows are like broke addicts huffing paint thinner for a quick fix. Its lazy and unprofessional. More that that, its predictable. It eliminates effort to create truly stimulating art. It eliminates the responsibility that writers have to pump out a finale/pre finale/episode that will shock you by it’s own merits. It’s part of a culture of television that bores and frustrates it’s most passionate viewers, who groan upon hearing the announcement that there will be “two shocking deaths” by the end of the season. “Of course there are”, we think. There always is. Who is the most expendable. Which character did you decide to shortchange for the sake of shock this time? How many episodes will it take for that character’s name to leave the lips of the surviving cast forever; for that character to be erased and cemented as a plot device in an unnecessary attempt by writers to deliver a promise of unpredictability and brutality to it’s fans.
But heres the thing. True Detective wrapped up it’s first season a few months ago without a single major/supporting character death. Despite it’s wild west feel, almost every major character in Deadwood survived it’s finale. The most shocking, skin crawling scenes in Breaking bad weren’t the moments of a characters death, but the scenes of quiet, tension between two characters that were still alive. Doctor Who is one of the longest running scifi/fantasy shows of all time and the large portion of it’s successful run was spent preaching and practicing mercy.
and i’m not saying that character deaths are inherently useless; or even that killing off multiple characters is inherently problematic. Some series manage to pull this off without a hitch; the difference being that the deaths in question all work fluidly within the world the death occurred. When people talk about Breaking Bad, nobody complains that ____ shouldn’t have died. You don’t hear ASOIAF/Game of Thrones fans say that ____ was unfairly killed off.
There is a level of acceptance in these deaths because they were all centered around pragmatism and story telling, not thrills. It doesn’t feel as if somebody tossed names into a hat and conjured up a cheap exit for the unlucky winner(s). Writers aren’t beating their chests and teasing spoilers about these deaths to drum up viewership or trick fans into thinking that the stakes are higher than they actually are; and that killing characters is akin to great/moving writing.
This new trend where developing characters and plucked from the their stories by ambivalent writers who have either dug themselves into a hole or can’t conjure up enough organic tension really does nothing but frustrate fans and make us believe a little less in the shows that we have attached ourselves to. im pretty sick of it.
in short: stop being lazy.
Wise words from Drew Barrymore.
Hi I’m Micolithe. On April 2nd between 2:15 and 2:45 my car was stolen from the Wal Mart on Trinity Parkway in Stockton California. I need my car for my two jobs. My one job involves me driving around to various stores to merchandise products, and my other is supervisor at a drugstore. At the time I reported my car stolen to Stockton PD, I had no expectation of ever seeing my 95 Honda Civic again, so I went and bought a new car because I need one. And honestly, after seeing my car after Stockton PD found it on Kelley Drive that night, I wish they HADN’T found it. Everything was stripped. It was hotwired, the drivers side lock is busted, rainguards were ripped off, my radio, hubcaps, electronic cigarette, garage door and apartment complex gate remotes, my catalytic converter, pretty much anything important is now gone. It’s undriveable in it’s current state. We paid like 400 dollars to get it out of the tow yard and towed back to my apartment. It’s currently sitting in my parking spot and every time I walk past it I want to fucking cry. My insurance has quadrupled and my new car payments are way more than I can afford. Any amount helps me immensely and will go STRAIGHT to my car payments and insurance.
Also if anyone knows who the fuck stole my car tell me and I will fuck them UP.
Any reblogs would be appreciated since I am basically up shit creek without a paddle right now.
this is an absolutely shit situation and i wish i could do more to help, signal boosting the hell out of this
Signal fucking boost. Life is hard enough without a car, let alone with HAVING a car and then some asshole just… ugh.
*turns on adorable animal feeds and gives you soft pillows and blankets*
this will vastly improve my life.
Three of me #palmspringsruled #dinahshore
JUST BECAUSE UR FRIEND’S PARENTS SEEM NICE WHEN YOU MEET THEM DOES NOT MEAN THEY ARE NICE PEOPLE B/C YOU DO NOT SEE WHAT HAPPENS BEHIND CLOSED DOORS!!!!!!!!!
SO IF FRIEND TELLS YOU THAT PARENTS ARE BEING CRUEL TO THEM AND HURTING THEM, DO NOT SAY “But they seem so nice! I doubt they mean it!” BECAUSE THAT IS AWFUL TO SAY TO THEM AND MAKES THEM NOT WANT TO TALK TO YOU EVER AGAIN
THIS IS LITERALLY THE MOST IMPORTANT THING
A new religious statue in the town of Davidson, N.C., is unlike anything you might see in church.
The statue depicts Jesus as a vagrant sleeping on a park bench. St. Alban’s Episcopal Church installed the homeless Jesus statue on its property in the middle of an upscale neighborhood filled with well-kept townhomes.
Jesus is huddled under a blanket with his face and hands obscured; only the crucifixion wounds on his uncovered feet give him away.
The reaction was immediate. Some loved it; some didn’t.
"One woman from the neighborhood actually called police the first time she drove by," says David Boraks, editor of DavidsonNews.net. "She thought it was an actual homeless person."
That’s right. Somebody called the cops on Jesus.
"ooh! a poor person in need of help! i better make sure they get arrested!" to me, that’s the issue that’s most troubling. Apart from that, the statue, and the idea behind it, is one of the parts of Christianity that even a grouchy atheist like me has to admire…
To be fair, I have at least once called the police on a creature in dire need of help. Because they’re the people who can go help. It was a dog that someone had left out during our first spike to -20. That dog used to bark all day every day in the summer. I called when it was getting ridiculously cold becuase the barking took on a panicked tone. Within a bit, the barking stopped, and I haven’t heard the dog since. I hope that means it got to a good home…
That is a really brilliant bit of art, I have to say.
One a the only times i can remember feelings actively included in my home church was when the then-vicar had a rant about how one time he saw a bunch of dirty, ill dressed punks outside a store hanging out and smoking and said he had a vision of them as jesus and his disciples, as they would appear today, so I like this, being as ive felt strongly about jesus being a homeless vagrant since
That is a pretty good vision.
One of my friends had a story, which I have about third-hand, so I’ll probably mangle it. Anyway, the preacher at the church he was at was talking about a time back in the 60s, when most Christians were pretty hostile to hippies, and this guy comes into church long after the service has started, and he’s obviously a hippie, and he’s not dressed for church at all (people used to do this, mind; they’d dress up extra nice). And he’s obviously trying to find a place to sit, but it’s pretty full, and he walks about halfway down the aisle before just giving up and sitting down on the floor. And people are staring, and it’s pretty disruptive, so one of the church elders gets up, and walks over to the guy, and sits down with him. Because that way, it’s not some stranger being disruptive, it’s just some guy and some other guy who are sitting on the floor because that’s where there’s space.
Insofar as there’s a punchline, it’s that the preacher telling the story was that hippie.
I’m a passionate atheist and I love this art idea. We should be kind to those in need.