I scroll through a list of “the 100 best [movie / tv shows]” and literally 99% of them looks boring af. Is life just this boring, or does my brain just suck?
I scroll through a list of “the 100 best [movie / tv shows]” and literally 99% of them looks boring af. Is life just this boring, or does my brain just suck?
Basically at this point I need something spoiled to me by a literary analyst just to be able to tell if it’s worth my time.
I don’t think your brain sucks I think our ability to enjoy art now is just hamstringed by the unending glut of designed-by-comittee trash and the time demands of late stage capitalism
Tangentially related: I recently read American Kingpin, a book about Ross Ulbricht. The author starts by saying something like, “My mother had an unusual way of reading books. She would read the end first, then go back and start from the beginning. She enjoyed piecing together how the story got from A to B.” I realized that spoilers have never bothered me, for the same reason.
Ooh, that’s not bad. I think I used to do something similar in highschool when looking at a book I was uncertain I had the willpower to finish. It definitely helped with Shogun.
So I guess the author of Kingpin was literally telling you to go straight to the end of Kingpin. I wonder which books I have sitting on my shelf now that this might help with
He was actually introducing the format of the book, i.e. it started with Ulbricht being arrested for running Silk Road, then jumped back to the beginning of the story. Of course it’s a common structure especially for nonfiction, but I enjoyed the meta-ness of it.
Interesting. I suppose I have seen that in film before but never in a book. Pretty cool though