why try?

It seems to me that a part of becoming an adult is accepting the world and your life for what it is. I think there's a point before college when I really did feel anything was attainable. Maybe that's why picking a major (and sticking with it) is always so difficult. Before you pick a major, your life is malleable. There is still so much potential, you literally can do anything if you set your mind to it. Life after having a major becomes rigid, you can't be the surgeon general anymore, you won't win an Oscar, and you most definitely won't make more money than Bill Gates. Such is life, when you stop dreaming you can start living. Settling isn’t the right word for it, but eventually you have to know your place in society, know what other people already see in you, and then you become that.

Before yesterday, Cloverfield could've been anything. It could've re-invented cinema, it could've been a cultural revolution, hell I would've believed that it could've cured AIDS. And now it's just "Cloverfield". Up until this point Cloverfield's marketing campaign has made it seem like something truly new. If the film itself was as creative as the campaign it would've more than made up for a year of forgettable sequels and adaptations. Such was the promise of Cloverfield. That promise was broken. I understand from a marketing point of view, calling it anything but Cloverfield would just cause confusion, but withholding a title for this long to only go along with what everyone else is calling it can be described with no action but being complacent. Now instead of bringing something new into the world, it’s just another sci-fi, monster, thriller movie. When that monster sound shows up in trailers and tv spots, I no longer hear LOST's Smokey or Cuthulu, no longer will I hear what pure creativity of the human mind is capable of, I will only hear the sound of settling. (bahh bahh)

I’m still hungering for something great and it’s turning my stomach into knots. *

*Okay that might’ve been a bit much.