I remember when I was a child, I always wanted to be a film critic. My parents laughed when they saw the dream in my eyes, but they told me to give up before I even started down that road.
Fifteen years ago, I had my own amateur movie criticism website, and I was taking it seriously by treating it like a second job. I was seeing new release movies at the cinema every weekend, and posting the reviews every Friday evening. I was advertising my website on movie forums, and I was starting to build up quite a bit of a following because I was willing to review the kind of extreme genre films a lot of critics refuse to touch. As soon as my mother realized I had my weekly updates on Friday evenings, she started to make plans for me every Friday evening that would make me incapable of doing the weekly updates on the scheduled time. I moved the updates to Saturday, and then guess what? My mother starts making plans for me every Saturday evening, claiming that my resistance was proof that I did not care about the family and that my obsession with people on the Internet was extremely unhealthy.
She then started to attack my website from every angle. She claimed seeing new release movies every weekend was morally wrong, and that I should just wait for films to come out on Netflix like normal people. She claimed that nobody was going to take my opinions on movies seriously just because she had different tastes in movies than what I have. She literally told me nobody cared about my silly little blog and that I was putting too much effort into an unhealthy dream.
When I did shut down that website, it was because bourbon became more important to me than paying the hosting fees. And when my mother found out that website got shut down, she told me she was proud of me, that it showed real maturity on my part that I was willing to give up on that stupid dream and be a responsible adult for a change.
Even today my mother tells me that she is happy I no longer have that "unhealthy blog".
Screw her.
Screw her seriously.
She is a woman without virtue.
She was far more obsessed with shutting down my website than I ever was with running it.
I am going to bring back my movie criticism website, I am going to treat it like a second job again, I am going to promote it like I used to, and I am not going to let that heartless woman guilt me into abandoning it again.
Fifteen years ago, I had my own amateur movie criticism website, and I was taking it seriously by treating it like a second job. I was seeing new release movies at the cinema every weekend, and posting the reviews every Friday evening. I was advertising my website on movie forums, and I was starting to build up quite a bit of a following because I was willing to review the kind of extreme genre films a lot of critics refuse to touch. As soon as my mother realized I had my weekly updates on Friday evenings, she started to make plans for me every Friday evening that would make me incapable of doing the weekly updates on the scheduled time. I moved the updates to Saturday, and then guess what? My mother starts making plans for me every Saturday evening, claiming that my resistance was proof that I did not care about the family and that my obsession with people on the Internet was extremely unhealthy.
She then started to attack my website from every angle. She claimed seeing new release movies every weekend was morally wrong, and that I should just wait for films to come out on Netflix like normal people. She claimed that nobody was going to take my opinions on movies seriously just because she had different tastes in movies than what I have. She literally told me nobody cared about my silly little blog and that I was putting too much effort into an unhealthy dream.
When I did shut down that website, it was because bourbon became more important to me than paying the hosting fees. And when my mother found out that website got shut down, she told me she was proud of me, that it showed real maturity on my part that I was willing to give up on that stupid dream and be a responsible adult for a change.
Even today my mother tells me that she is happy I no longer have that "unhealthy blog".
Screw her.
Screw her seriously.
She is a woman without virtue.
She was far more obsessed with shutting down my website than I ever was with running it.
I am going to bring back my movie criticism website, I am going to treat it like a second job again, I am going to promote it like I used to, and I am not going to let that heartless woman guilt me into abandoning it again.