Mr. Robot Exerpts

Here's two separate passages from Mr. Robot, taken from episodes towards the end of the first season.

Darlene: What if this all went away--the city, the money--all of it.
Darlene's Hook-up: What, like a zombie apocolapyse or something?
D: More like a revolution.
Hook-up: Last time we hooked up we agreed to check politics at the door.
D: There's no middle anymore. There's just rich and poor.
Hook-up: Look this shit is too heavy for me this early.  I've got to go to work.
D: Right.....solving the world's problems, one spreadsheet at at time.
Hook-up: Hey it's either suits like me or the government. You know how well they handle things.
D: Why can't the world just take care of itself?
Hook-up: Because the worlds is filled with stupid people.  And I get paid a lot to be smart.  Hey, there's not just the rich and the poor.  There's you, in the middle somewhere, the consummate survior. (kisses her)

Elliot: This isn't my family, none of them are real.
Mr. Robot: Neither is whoever you're talking to.
Elliot: You're not real.
Mr. Robot: And what?  You are?  Is any of this real?  A world built on fantasy.  Synthetic emotions in the form of pills.  Psychological warfare in the form of advertising.  Mild-altering chemicals in the form of food.  Brain-washing seminars in the form of media.  Controlled isolated bubbles in the form of social networks.  Real?  You wanna talk about reality?  We haven't lived in anything remotely close to it since the turn of the century.

The second passage is so, so much better than the first.  The first, while trying to address similar issues, sounds cliched and wince inducing, while the second is insightful, making important points about how we consume information.

I wonder if this is due to different writers?

And why are they giving the best lines to the men?

Anyway, this is basically my reaction to this show, after watching the first season--it has glimpses into insightful commentary on our culture, but then lapses into comical cliches.


John Paul White

Wow.  Totally blown away by this cover of 'All That Glitters Is Not Gold".  Amazed that this was a life performance.  He's dead on!  


"Iris Has Free Time" by Iris Smyles

This book somehow for some reason got much better by the end and I actually missed it and wanted it to continue for a hundred or more pages or so.  For the first two hundred pages (a 372 page book) I groaned inwardly at Smyles's recitation of her drinking and smoking sessions with college and post college friends in Manhattan (aren't these episodes funny really only to the participants?) and felt like the second title should have been "How I Finally Got Serious With My Life....Serious About Writing About How Vacuous and Narcissistic I Was In My 20s, That Is".

And honestly that might be the genuine second title.  From one perspective it sounds totally ridiculous and from another, as all of the reviews on the back cover say, like more of a nostalgic tribute to your 20s, to that age when you're supposed to be silly and clueless and have fun and waste time and evade responsibility.


UnREAL: Season 1

UnREAL (do I need to write it like that, lol?) is, to me anyway, an original conceit.  I haven't bathed myself excessively, or at all really, in reality television and so this satire of sorts on the creation of a Bachelor-esque show I find quite eye opening and amusing.

Sarah Gertrude Shapiro created the show, which is based on her short film Sequin Raze (which is really well cast!), which is based on her own experience of producing for The Bachelor.  Shapiro is a refreshingly honest person.  In this interview on NPR's Pop Culture Happy Hour she says the show explores the way a person loses her ideals in the pursuit of a successful career.  About herself, she discovered that the compensation of only $1500 week without benefits was enough for her to justify torturing another person in order to create good TV.


Litany of a Single, 36-Year-Old Woman's Experience with Men

Bad boy.  Loser
Aging, overweight bad boy.  Schizophrenic loser.  Now married and stalks me online.
In a relationship.  Dotes.  I'm smitten.  Is now married with kids and reaches out to me online, after I told him, in no uncertain terms, that I didn't want to correspond with him anymore
Alright.  WTF happened then?  Why did I let that dissolve?
Super nice.  Fun.  Clean cut.  Age appropriate.  Loves his mother.  Employed.  Never any attraction though.
Several Dozen Men,
Cute.  Interesting.  Fun.  Local.  We hit it off.  Asks for my number.  I give it.  Never calls.
Ancient.  Could have been an extra in Deliverance.  Pines after me.
Type A.  Zero communication skills.  Debilitatingly shy.  I'm smitten.
Negs me.  Is that a compliment?  Don't know.  Don't like it.
40 something perpetual bachelor looking for hook-ups.  I'm smitten.