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P/P
or The Praise/Praiseworthiness Differential
Face it: films that are shit, Hugo, Inception, The English Patient, even Django Unplugged, which is just mediocre, are made worse by the expectations that the critics imbue them with.
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This makes you shallow because you care about the opinion of others, and me shallow because I don’t want to be like you and I am. What makes us even stupider is that this fake controversy is built into the system, that having a critic who has zero connection with his or her audience is the reality show that I watch. Think about it. That’s how they pick them, to like tiny unwatchable real-life ‘character’ pieces, and ignore the pleasure of the Big Explosion. If you employed a critic who either liked good films, or even popular ones, what would be the point in reading it? It’s like a newspaper with just good news. Or a world with just good news. Who would want to live there?
Anyway, this will always be a factor in the final calculation. Critics could never do it because they’re all idiots, employed just to create…right. They got me again.
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