First and foremost: Burn Before Reading - what the fuck?! Seriously - just when you think the Coens have finally reformed and stopped churning out garbage like Fargo and The Big Lebowski - just when they throw something like No Country for Old Men in your face - they come out with a film which is (at best) the equivalent of a fart joke (brain fart, that is). God! The characters are two-dimensional, the acting is minimal (or overdone to the point of ridiculousness) and the humour is at about eighth-grade level; I don't know about the rest of those morons, but I walked out of the movie theatre about halfway through this train wreck and never looked back.
anyway, I've got another beef to settle here. It's not that I misunderstand how world economics work (make stuff cheaply, flood the markets with it, make some more stuff, rinse, repeat), but there's something definitely repulsive in the way the Chinese have taken on over the world, product by product - but don't get me wrong; I'm all for economic dominance, 中国是最好 and all that. For me, it's not about the electronics made by children in smoggy sweatshops; it's not about the rock I found inside a cheap, Chinese made microphone the other day, or the buttons that just fell off my Chinese-made coat this morning. Hell, everything I wear and use in this very room - perhaps with the exception of my paperclips (made in the U.S.), Elmer's Glue (made in Canada) and Nokia phone (phone made in Mexico, cell made in Korea) - is made in China, China, and China.
Great! I understand your motivation; I understand your drive; I even understand your means and ends. There is one thing, however, I do not understand: Where is your pride, China? Where is your self-respect? From your terribly-written, serif'd user manuals, to your shoddy workmanship - where is your self-image? Yeah, sure, I cannot boycott Chinese products; I'd have to starve and walk naked if I did, but you know what, China? I'd pay even more, I'd worship and adore you even more - if you didn't fuck up so much in the details. If you want "Made in China" to be a brand, not a mere fist, stop cutting corners and poisoning our pets and start sewing our buttons on straight. On the other hand, maybe a fist is all you want. In any case, I am pissed off; that's all, folks.
agree 100% on Burn After Reading. I kept hoping it'd somehow magically pull itself together; instead it became more incomprehensible and disastrous with each passing minute. I wanted my money back. But I downloaded it so i wanted my time back. fuckers.
Maybe it's time for quality inspections from teh companies that use chinese made products. I certainly won't be buying anything that i know is potentially fatal. They scare me. and their products are awful.
and i see my previous post is a mess of words in no particular order. much like Burn After Reading. It also may have been written in a Chinese sweat shop by 1000 monkeys fighting over 2 typewriters. My apologies
Fuck Hollywood. Heh. I wouldn't be surprised if you found a litre of white paint in your milk carton one day. This brave, new world goes down way better with coke. ;)