i’ve always guessed that nintendo was concerned about overall connectivity degradation as the reason why they skipped bluetooth audio (have no bluetooth audio and controllers that work all the time, rather than include bluetooth audio and open the risk of connectivity issues). especially during launch. imagine if…

But who is being treated poorly here?

A: hey, you’re kicking me, that hurts.

i haven’t seen the movie yet so i can’t give examples myself, but the first review in this article called it “a Japanese stereotype extravaganza as thought up by a foreigner”. however the main criticism seems to be not just “there’s stereotypes” but rather “it’s the same outdated stereotypes from 20 years ago”. a lot…

on a side note, interesting point about the impact of stereotypes on a group of people that exist in the world today versus a group of people who don’t. for example, if media taught me that all Victorian English people were assholes, and i knew no better, perhaps there is minimal negative impact to the world since…

he’s gonna be every Oompa Loompa

i mean, his boss was a woman from 1995 - 2012

“Wonka, cut the crap. Where’s the nose candy?!!”

at this point, wouldn’t it be a new version of this?

i feel like Florence Pugh is having the career Chloe Grace Moretz thought she was supposed to have.

Ghostwire: Tokyo has a scene with anime projected on a building yet. That’s made by a Japanese studio

gonna try some hyerbole here... but are you saying a racist movie is fine if it’s made for racists? how does the “target market” justify a problem? the criticism isn’t the quality of the film itself (e.g. “a kids movie is meant for kids, it doesn’t have to be deep”), but rather the stereotypes that the movie…

I’m wondering if these people just forgot that movie is set in Los Angeles California, not Japan.

I mean, this movie is absolutely being marketed towards the Japanese obsessed (there’s literally a moment in which anime is being projected on a building during an action sequence).

sometimes you gotta nitpick to rack up those CinemaSins.

there’s really only really two ways to go with an assassin movie:

Jerry: what are we doing George? we’re assassins, not writers. what do we know about drama and stakes?

if you’ve ever entertained the conversation “what would be the crappiest super power to have?”, there’s got to be a part of you that appreciates this movie. 

i love how nobody actually knows his character’s name. 

it’s like when people show off their racism by calling out other people for being racist.