People who spot flubs in movies then brag about it really piss me off. If they knew how hard it was to put a movie together in the first place...they would keep their fuckin' holes shut.
Continuity is a bitch. In all walks of life.
I can't go a day without flubs and bloopers, so I don't know how movies should be any different.
So fuck 'em. Fuck those fuckless little nebbishes in their mommies spare room putting shit on those out in the field...doing the thing. Fuck 'em all to hell.
Harsh, I know, but there it is.
In fact...I don't care much for critics full stop.
Parasites.
Those in the arena, folks...just like Roosevelt said. Those getting blood and mud and piss and puke on their overalls to get the job done...
THEY are the real deal.
As a matter of fact...let's hear from Roosevelt...the whole thing again, for old times sake. One of the best quotes I ever read...period.
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”
― Theodore Roosevelt
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