Have You No Shame?
Eugene Hernandez is now officially cinematic public enemy #1 as far as I'm concerned. He may usurp Uwe Boll's (or Harvey Weinstein's, depending on your point of view) crown as the most detestable figure that currently has any connection to the film industry.
Hernandez's live blogging of the premiere of Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull at Cannes via cell phone text messaging is the official jump the shark moment the anti-blog crowd has been waiting for. If this is the best we can offer then the establishment has every right to hate us. This is the epitome of sleazy fanboy gotta-have-it-now impatience. I'm surprised Paramount allowed this. The people sitting close to him must have been pissed. I would have had to fight the urge to reach over and smash his cell phone.
The absolute unapologetic rudeness of this is the kind of thing we would only expect from the lowest of lowlifes. I expect a higher standard from indieWIRE.
I know this is kind of old news, as it happened last Sunday. But I refused to read it until I saw the film on Tuesday. Now that I've read it, I wish I hadn't been subjected to its childish inanity. People wonder why film criticism is dying, because our standards of film commentary are so low. And it's hit a new depth here. If this is where film criticism and reporting is headed, I want off now.
Who in their right minds would want to experience the film this way rather than watching it for themselves?
Hernandez's live blogging of the premiere of Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull at Cannes via cell phone text messaging is the official jump the shark moment the anti-blog crowd has been waiting for. If this is the best we can offer then the establishment has every right to hate us. This is the epitome of sleazy fanboy gotta-have-it-now impatience. I'm surprised Paramount allowed this. The people sitting close to him must have been pissed. I would have had to fight the urge to reach over and smash his cell phone.
The absolute unapologetic rudeness of this is the kind of thing we would only expect from the lowest of lowlifes. I expect a higher standard from indieWIRE.
I know this is kind of old news, as it happened last Sunday. But I refused to read it until I saw the film on Tuesday. Now that I've read it, I wish I hadn't been subjected to its childish inanity. People wonder why film criticism is dying, because our standards of film commentary are so low. And it's hit a new depth here. If this is where film criticism and reporting is headed, I want off now.
Who in their right minds would want to experience the film this way rather than watching it for themselves?
Comments
Pathetic.
I guess that is what happens when the egos get bigger, and are set loose in Cannes. I could actually puke.