The New New Yorker

By Smilebigforgod & Friends

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The Matrix 4, How to let everyone know you ripped. & a better idea, in 3 parts.

I was on a trip with a friend recently, and we had the oppritunity to watch a movie on a plane together. As you already know, watching movies on an airplane is everything oppisite a filmmakers goal when making a film. The perfect blend of terrible lighting, smells, sound and the distraction from everyone on the plane just 'doing them'. So here is the PERFECT place to watch a movie made today, the problem was, The Matrix 4 was so bad, that we didnt make it through the first 45 minutes. Why you might ask? Because the only thing worse than The Matrix 4, was watching The Matrix 4 on a plane. Something serious happened. The realization of something bigger than just 'a bad movie'. It was something else entirely.

This feeling really took me a day to realize. Not that my friend couldnt get through the movie, but the movie was so bad that it made you feel as if other parts of your life, foudnational parts of your life might not be as stable as you thought. No it couldnt be, its just a stupid movie... Still this makes me think about how im becoming my parents, and not in some melodreamatic way. In the, oh look, I was wrong type way. Like how my father said that MASH was the most important show of all time. MASH, have you seen that fucking show? Its an ad for the military, "here in the behind the scenes of war, is where men really find their friends and learn what lifes about. together at last"

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