this is probably one of the most ironic movie i’ve ever seen. it’s dark yet funny, cynical yet hopeful (in some ways), strange yet very familiar to all of us (what? you don’t have a facebook account? are you living in a mine? my 85-year old grandmother has one!)
ok, so just in case you are actually a hermit and has no connection to the outside world, the movie is about how facebook was created. the movie is actually part-boardroom drama which suits me well as i’m a frustrated lawyer (yes, believe it or not i am a frustrated lawyer. i didn’t pursue the career because one, i just can’t imagine myself saying “objection your honor” without giggling afterwards because i just want to know how it feels to say it and two, i’m some kind of stupid. i rest my case.) and a comedy without the usual slapstick jokes or dumbass characters which the kids nowadays enjoy to watch. the character of mark zuckerberg (creator of facebook) was portrayed as an anti-social geek whose motor mouth runs at anyone even to his girlfriend who by the way dumped him at the beginning of the movie.
anyway, i do like the movie. it’s smart and funny. if there’s one thing which struck me most about this film, it would be Sean Parker’s line telling Mark Zuckerberg that “it is our time!”, the younger generation’s time to rule the corporate world. i hate to be a corporate slave myself, frankly i would rather sleep the whole day and do nothing yet my bank account gets filled with lotsa lotsa money. but then, life’s not like that (no sh*t!). so anyway, what mark zuckerberg and sean parker did was they created their very own company to which they get to have a calling card which said: i’m the CEO, b*tch! i’d like to have one of those.
so ok, what income-generating talent do i have?
1. ballet dancing? i’m already too fat to pursue my dreams on that one.
2. ballet teaching? i don’t want to be sued by my student’s parents for breaking one of their bones or for stretching their tendons or ligaments or muscles (or whatever it is that i can stretch) too much
3. blog writing? phew! i’m not a writer! none of the letters that must be capitalized are capitalized on this blog. henceforth, i’m not a writer.
well ok, there goes my non-income-generating talents. i’ll just bring my sexy ass back to being a corporate slave i guess.
because i’m a loser for being a corporate slave (like you’re not!!!!), i leave you a song to lighten up your mood (it did mine! :p)
for no particular reason, that song kept playing in my mind since this morning. don’t ask me why, but i guess it’s the lack of sleep….