That is a very pessimist assumption. Why wouldn't they want to help you personally as well? But even if that would be the case, their job isn't to care. It's to help you. They don't need to necessarily care about your story to help you deal with it.
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An hour max. I like sleeping during the night. (I'm sorry, I think I just became a dad)
Yes, sure. An open source mobile phone is the only thing that can save humanity from... too much time on mobile phones? "Silicon valley algorithms"? Here a a couple of random facts, now go check out my sponsor.
Mae from Night in the Woods
Is it still though? Also, weren't early super heroes mostly adult like Superman and Batman? I feel like back in the day when the audience were mostly children they used adult superheroes the kids could aspire to, then they started aging them down with Spider-Man to make them more relatable. Nowerdays the audience is mostly adult, maybe yearning for simpler times, certainly with a lot of nostalgia for what they used to see.
But to be honest I don't think the premise is actually true. There are certainly some eternally young superheroes, but there are still and always have been lots of older superheroes.
How are the 20s middle ground? I wanna see 50 year old spider-man! Give me a proper geriatric spider-man in his 70s or 80s! Okay maybe that's going a little too far. Especially with spider-man I find it hard to imagine him older than 40.
I don't think you can effectively boycott whole countries if you aren't doing so on a country level.
Consumer level boycotts against companies on the other hand seem to work very well.
It's breaking my immersion! /s
Not quite sure how well they fit, but the movies that come to my mind are: Grave of the Fireflies, Requiem for a Dream and Enter the Void.
They are overtly about different themes, but suffering and loss play big roles in each. Great movies that you'll probably only going to want to watch once.
I guess the classic, cleaning your apartment angrily, isn't very stimulating mentally.
Someone suggested running with an audiobook. In that vein there is a mobile "fitness game" called "Zombies, Run!" that could help you with your mind.
Gardening and stuff like cutting fire wood would also probably work. Woodworking or just carving could work, but might be dangerous, depending on how angry you are.
Kids these days don't even know what memes are. For them webcomics and social media screenshots, even plain political ones without a shred of humor, are just memes. Everything is a meme now...
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Kraa The Sea Monster (1998) is what happens when Godzilla’s sleazy cousin crawls from a Jersey swamp in a rubber suit that reeks like a stale Domino’s pizza box.
This was Full Moon’s grand attempt to ride the coattails of Godzilla ’98, and they don’t even try to hide it. There’s literally a Godzilla billboard in one of the destruction shots, like the movie itself is sighing, “Yeah, you probably should’ve watched that other garbage instead of this garbage.”
The setup is threadbare: Lord Doom—Doctor Doom’s knockoff brother from a Halloween clearance bin—sends Kraa to stomp Earth into submission. Planet Patrol, a team of photogenic twenty-somethings squeezed into lycra on what looks like a rejected Death Star set, can’t make it to the fight. S
o the job falls to a biker, a waitress, and, best of all, a clam-shaped alien puppet who talks like he’s auditioning for Super Mario Bros. Supposed to land in Italy, he crashes in New Jersey instead, so of course he speaks in a cartoon Italian accent.
And the monster? Kraa ambles through miniatures like he’s shopping for groceries. Sometimes you’ll catch timecode still burned into the frame, or a green screen that never got finished. The rubber suit itself was later sold off to collectors—proof that someone out there paid actual money to own a piece of Full Moon’s sweat-soaked kaiju history.
Planet Patrol could’ve been the saving grace. They’re pretty, they’re in lycra, and they radiate late-night-TV charisma. But they barely show up, leaving us stuck with Earthlings nobody cares about. Worse still, when the monster footage arrives, it’s so bland you almost miss the biker and waitress. Almost.
Here’s the problem: Kraa! isn’t gloriously inept like Plan 9 from Outer Space, and it isn’t stylishly wild like Starcrash. It’s self-aware bad. It winks at you. And nothing kills camp faster than a movie begging to be in on the joke. It’s the cinematic equivalent of the kid in high school rehearsing comebacks in the mirror, never realizing that trying too hard is the least cool move of all.
In the end, Kraa! The Sea Monster is a kaiju flick without menace, a parody without guts, and a spoof without bite. Watch it if you’re curious, but don’t expect “so bad it’s good.” This one’s “so bad it’s boring”—and boring is the monster no one can beat.
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I don't get it either. Is this some American thing?