Tagged: rant

The future is 3D? I hope to hell it's not.

I saw one 3D film this year (‘UP’) and I couldn’t see the fuss (film was good, 3D pointless) – if you want to see 3D go to the theatre.

As a bit of a sci-fi geek I decided that I had to see ‘Avatar’ even though the trailers didn’t make me that fussed… so like every good sci-fi fan with a cinema membership I booked my ticket in advance, paying my extra £1.50 on top of my normal ticket price. When getting to the cinema I was told I had to pay an extra £1.50 on what I’d already paid extra in order to purchase the 3D glasses. What the hell? I’d already paid extra! What was the extra for? Not being prepared to pay more for a film I’d already paid more to see I got a refund.

3D is a gimmick that only lasts the films cinematic run, unless they’re planning to hand out 3D enabled TVs when ‘Avatar’ ultimately comes out on DVD I don’t see the point in bothering at all (especially as it’s also showing in 2D). Many film makers were saying that they were going to watch closely to see how ‘Avatar’ did before deciding on their own 3D ventures, by all accounts it’s doing brilliantly and will probably come away with a few technical awards during Oscar season but if this is the way cinema is headed then I might just hand back my cinema membership.

Many people believe that the existence of this new brand of 3D film making is to combat piracy, well you know what? I’ve never seen a more positive advert for film piracy. My local Vue is showing it in 2D and that’s where I will be spending my money (particularly as I have a free ticket to use there – technical problems during a film I saw there a few months ago).

Confessions of a Bad Lesbian

Yesterday was a couple of things, firstly it was Independence Day for those across the pond *waves*, it was also the opening stage of the Tour de France *wishes she’d kept Cancellara in her fantasy team* and Pride. Pride is one of those times of year when I feel like a very bad lesbian as I don’t particularly agree with the whole thing.

Not the concept of pride,  I suppose I’m ‘proud’ of my sexuality… not quite sure why but hey, everyone should feel proud when they rock someone’s world regardless of whoever or whatever you sleep with. I guess the more appropriate word is ‘unashamed’ – I’m not ashamed by my sexuality, I’ve never really had the cause to be because it’s not anyone’s business and I’m okay with people having an issue with it. Maybe that’s it, I don’t feel the need to tell people but I won’t deny it.

The thing that doesn’t sit well for me is the marching through the streets thing, sure twenty-years ago but now? Make it a festival that celebrates diversity, that’d be more apt because I don’t see how labelling something and making it an issue helps with anything. I’ve told the story before about how a work-colleague said that they “didn’t see me as a lesbian”, they “saw me as Steph” and that’s how I like it – my sexuality is a non-issue, there are many, many more interesting things that make up who I am, and probably more interesting labels that if you’re so inclined you could apply to me (left handed, ginger, god).

There’s a weird pressure on people to define who they are, what they are and how they are – I don’t understand why this need exists and I never will. I also can’t believe I’m the only person who thinks like this and I know this sort of thing makes people angry and will upset people but it upsets me that people can’t just be okay with being themselves and have to make issues out of non-issues.