And no one will ever see this random rant in the void.
Our Warp to where you are not to stare too deeply.
You know what, THIS is the reason I'm so pissed about AI. We came to the internet to see what Humanity had to offer.
Big, Small, Joy, Sadness.
All of it.
All of those Human moments.
To quote Burnett,
I Stay Niche.
Replying to @Anchovy_Pizza
When the internet finally crashes, we'll never know pure kino exists without having to go and experience it for yourself or possibly bullshit stories from travellers.
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When Keanu Reeves first stepped into the Pacific for Point Break, the ocean treated him like an amateur. He had never surfed before signing on to play FBI agent Johnny Utah, so director Kathryn Bigelow sent him to Kauai weeks before principal photography.
Under the guidance of pro surfer Dennis Jarvis, Reeves rose before dawn, got knocked down by wave after wave, and slowly stopped fighting the water. Bigelow insisted the surfing look authentic; if Utah was going to ride, Reeves had to earn the right to look like he belonged out there.
Patrick Swayze, already cast as the charismatic bank-robbing surfer Bodhi, needed no such introduction to risk. A licensed skydiver, he treated the character as an extension of himself. During production he completed roughly 55 real jumps, brushing off studio insurance concerns with a simple shrug. In one interview he explained the mindset: “Bodhi’s not crazy. He’s awake.”
On set the two actors brought different energies. Reeves watched the process closely, absorbing how scenes were built. Swayze moved on instinct, feeding scenes with physical presence and emotion. Bigelow leaned into that contrast. The friction and reluctant admiration between Utah and Bodhi mirrored something real between the performers.
The nighttime rain fight between them took two grueling nights and no stunt doubles. The ground turned slick, the hits stayed controlled but landed, and at one point Swayze went down hard on his shoulder.
He got up and kept going. When the final take ended, both men stood soaked and shaking from cold and fatigue. Reeves checked on him. Swayze’s answer was a grin and a request for one more.
The last surf sequence, shot off the Oregon coast, carried a different weight. The water was cold and heavy. Swayze insisted on paddling out himself. From shore, Reeves watched Bodhi vanish into the gray. Crew members later said the set went unusually quiet, as if the moment had outgrown the script.
Off camera the two rode motorcycles together on canyon roads. On one run along Mulholland, Reeves lost traction on loose gravel and went down. Swayze stopped, helped him up, and offered a short piece of advice: lean into it more. Reeves has called it one of the better lessons he took from the shoot.
When the film opened, reviewers noted its action and its ideas about freedom and control. What lingered for many viewers, though, was Swayze’s Bodhi—less a conventional villain than a man chasing something larger than ordinary life, and willing to ride straight into the storm to find it.
🤖 Made with AI
So after being let out of twitter jail for making jokes, what's happened with my favorite covid conscious lesbian geh bar run by literal clowns?
When I was 16 I got a job application and a box of cake mix.
When I was 17 I had a job interview at BestBuy.
I didn't have a car, and the store was like 3 miles away with no public transportation, so I walked there in a shitty cheap ass suit I got from GoodWill
When I got there the BestBuy person told me that I looked like shit. Which, in this particular instance, he was correct. I did indeed look like shit. I just walked three miles in a suit in the middle of July.
He then told me he wasn't going to interview someone who didn't take interviews seriously and told me to leave.
I told him I just walked three miles, had no transportation, and if he gave me some time to freshen up in the restroom I would appreciate the opportunity to interview.
He didn't acknowledge my request and asked politely that I leave. So, I left. I walked three miles back home.
I was in need of some money, I was absolutely devastated. I felt like such a fuck up and a loser.
In retrospect, fuck that guy. I was just a kid man. God damn, at least give a muthafucker a chance to shoot their shot.
We just need one season of Coach McGurk interviewing random cartoon and anime parodies poking holes and pulling strings.
"So I can wish for anything, right?"
"Within the Dragon's power, next to anything."
"So can wish for just a beautiful woman who will love me forever and will fetch me beer and cigarettes until I die?"
"Theoretically yes."
"Okay. So here's my question about that. Does the dragon create a new woman out of nothing or does it pick someone that fits the bill?"
"Pretty sure it is a new person."
"See that is the issue. Think about it. A person just popping into life like nothing who only knows loving me, booze, and cigarettes...I mean do think even know general things about the world or how to take care of themselves?"
"...Huh. Guess I never really thought about that."
"RIGHT?! That seems like such a crazy wish to make that could backfire badly like one of them monkey's stick thing."
"You mean monkey's paw."
"Monkey's what?"
"Monkey's Paw. A wish granting item that always backfires on the user..."
"Yeah. That thing. I just don't want to stuck in an Obsession situation."
"What is Obsession?"
"Right. I keep forgetting like you are 12."
"8."
"Man. Really letting younger kids on the team sooner and sooner."
"You recruited me."
"Yeah because I thought you were 12."

























