Yeah, I said it. I don’t like Marvel movies. What heresy is this? Is it just a movement by me to try to be hipster, not following mainstream entertainment? Or am I just attempting to be controversial for no particular reason? No, my friends, I am in fact a lover of all mediums of entertainment, and there are quite a few modern films that I have found to be very creative and well-done. However, Marvel, which is now dominating TV, theaters, and Netflix, is not among the movie-makers that I find to be putting out films that I can enjoy. What follows is why I hold these views, but keep in mind that by now, I have decided not to watch any more Marvel films, and I’ve only seen the films up to the first Avengers (with a couple of exceptions), so I’m not claiming to know all about Marvel, only what I have seen.
Why the heck am I writing about a game show? Well, I’ll tell you. It’s because I am a huge fan of the Candy Crush mobile game. Every week, fifteen new levels are released, and every week, without fail, I make it to the last level, which at the time of this writing is nearing 2,700. So I got a little excited when the game show was announced to be coming to TV. Until, that is, I realised what a horrible idea that was. And still is. Let me explain why this show is not only terrible, but also rigged. And no, this isn’t a TV Showcase. A show like this isn’t really worth one.
Warning: don’t read past this sentence if you don’t want spoilers for series ten (that’s the one that just ended) of “Doctor Who”. That being said, let’s talk about a few things…
Yes, dear readers, I imagine that your faces might very well look like the ones in photo above, because it’s true: Hest is returning to my little blog here. My first story with Hest in it, called “My Favourite Get Rekt Moment” seemed to be pretty well-liked, and actually was one of my most popular posts on this blog. So I figured that any readers who actually bother to give this blog the time of day might want to hear another Hest story. So how about it? Let’s jump into this cringeworthy tale, shall we?
For most if not all Boy Scouts, the pinnacle of what’s called a “Scouting career” is a trip to Philmont Ranch, the premiere Boy Scout camp of the world, located in New Mexico. Sadly, many troops simply don’t have the means to get there, and such was the case with my troop. Fortunately, a Scoutmaster from another troop invited me and asked me to invite some friends from my troop. So I shared a tent with a guy named Daniel, who I’ve known for a long time and now goes to college with me. But knowing each other so well, we often get on each other’s nerves, and such was the case during this trip. However, we tried our best to avoid annoying each other, and this was one of those times. It didn’t really work.
I was a Boy Scout for seven years, and my troop went camping every month. So you can imagine how many adventures we had, and how many crazy things we saw and did. But on this particular trip, something occurred that was so singularly frightening and also hilarious, that I thought I’d tell the story here. So prepare yourself, dear reader, for a tale of epic battle. Also, for those who don’t stomach violence too well, this story contains a scene in which a Dr. Pepper bottle gets thrown around and beaten up, so keep that in mind.
No way! I’m actually posting something that isn’t about entertainment or fine arts!? Yes, dear reader, it is true: the moment has finally come. What’s more is that I’m posting something about my personal life too, which I’ve never done on this blog before. But that’s something that you’re supposed to do to get your blog popular, right? Oh, who am I kidding, I don’t care how popular my blog is. Where am I even going with this introduction? Forget it; I’ve ruined it now; let’s just get into the actual post.
I know this is the “random thoughts” section, and I’m still only posting about entertainment. You might be thinking, “Man, does this guy have any sort of life outside of entertainment?”, and the answer is no, but I promise that I intend to at some point put something in the “random thoughts” that isn’t entertainment-related. I’ll get there. But while I get there, let’s talk about a movie called Metropolis.
Okay, a couple of things. Yes, I know this picture is old, but it’s the best I can do. Also, I was going to focus alot on the Sherlock Holmes book canon and launch my proposed writing series, but I just don’t know enough English nuances to be able to write something like that. I can only identify entertainment techniques. So that writing series won’t be happening. The last thing I’ll mention is… oh yeah, Sherlock just ended. And before people start freaking out and saying “But the ending was awful” or “There’ll be a series five, just wait!”, here’s what I’ll say to those fanboys and fangirls and fanothers when the time comes. …that “fanothers” was a joke, by the way. I realise that any given blog reader might or might not have caught that. Now that that’s out of the way, let’s talk about “Sherlock”.
I’m not one for film reviews, because I don’t think I know as much as most other reviewers out there, being that I’ve never had any real training in anything related to film. But having just seen La La Land, I thought it might be worth my while to take a look at what the film was going for and how successful it was, especially compared with the other films it was inspired by.