#piss-poor

[mintbecrazy]

Reading comprehension on this site is far beyond piss-poor. It is shit-poor now

[ayipost]

Perfect preparation prevents piss-poor performance.-Woody Hayes.

Perfect preparation prevents piss-poor performance.-Woody Hayes.

A preparation is perfect,

when you know what to expect

and more,

know the standard that limits the surprise element to;

what you can handle

then arm yourself perfectly,

so that you can hit the bull’s eye with just one shot,

remember, tomorrow is promised to no one. ***

The Inspirational Video

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[aninch]

rise

And we hang out in the dives where beers are just a dollar and we gripe about how it's the only place where we can really thrive and that really just means get nice and drunk on the money we save from the cheap cheap rent of living in the dumps and we bitch about how we never really got in the swing of things and we take 8 real quick shots and lean back and enjoy the spin of things and we come to in an hour and roll ourselves a piss-poor cigarette where the tobacco spills over the paper cause we think we deserve more than that and our exhales spiral white against the dark 3am sky and it's beautiful the way it winds and we just want to lean back and collect the way it makes us feel to see something rise so we make the same plans for the rest of our nights.

[howdoyoustopit-blog]

Insidious

Two things will instantly and irretrievably fuck up a horror film for me. One is CGI blood- it neither looks nor behaves onscreen like a real liquid, you can spot it a mile off and it always feels like a corner-cutting exercise from a director who hasn't got the balls to use real actual genuine splatter.

Insidious does the other thing, though- over-use of fucking jump-scares. As an audience, we're conditioned by now to expect a film to shout "BOO!" whenever the background music goes quiet for more than five seconds at a time. Again, it's the equivalent of a cinematic economy drive- when you're failing to build actual tension, when your scares are threatening to turn into snores and you're running out of ideas, have someone walk down a corridor alone and turn down the soundtrack for a few minutes. We all know it's coming, but some of us are hoping for something a bit less obvious. Oh, no- BOO! Have a fucking idea, please. Essentially, the whole film is this bit from Limmy's Show:

The first third of the film contains a single, wonderful shot- slow, creepy and clever, it made me ill at ease and I actually felt as though something ace was about to unfold. It quickly went to shit and wound up owing so much to Poltergeist that it landed somewhere between homage and burglary. Actually, if you're planning on seeing this, just watch Poltergeist instead. It's great.