And the Geeks Shall Inherit Battlefield Earth.
HOW HIPSTERS RUIN BAD MOVIES
I think they're more like High Tension, in that the people who complain most about them need to look in the mirror.
This infusion of condescension and regimented parameters is a recent development; and for that I blame the hipsters.
Uh... I blame the internet. Nothing new. For every cult or niche property, there's some douche who thinks he knows more than you do and will gloat about it. And you have to enjoy and appreciate said property the way they do. A person doesn't have to be wearing skinny-jeans or drink Pabst to qualify here.
I love trashy flicks and come here to CHUD to share and revel. I can't worry if some other fan of TROLL 2 (and it is gloriously rotten) is enjoying it ironically or not.
A while ago, I started to question my own love of bad movies. After watching maybe two in a row, I just feel... bad. I feel bad for the people in them, the people deluding them, the families tangentially affected by the whole thing. That successful doctor is always going to be known as "the brother of the dude from Birdemic." That successful lawyer is going to be "the former child actor who showed up in Skidoo." It's just sad, especially today in the post-film culture world with film classes and DVD's and the internet, when you see a poorly-made picture.
Though I wouldn't mention I Know Who Killed Me in the same breath as Pluto Nash. The former is too insane to qualify for that treatment.
God damn it.
They're here now.
Hipsters have made it down under. The plague has reached us.
...and they hang out at many of my favorite haunts. Fucking little post-post-ironic twerps. Disappearing up their own cultural assholes.
They're even appropriating nineties grunge culture over here now as well. God I hate 'em so much.