It took me a long time (& therapy) to realize that people are going through their own shit to “notice” yours. We can’t expect people to be mind readers or “notice” saddness, speak up or suffer in silence. Especially if you’re someone who can mask your sadness well.
AI should be doing all the useless corporate jobs nobody wants to do, not the creative work humans have been crafting since the dawn of intelligent thought. Come on now.
I loved The Menu so much as an artist because of this specific relationship. A lot of critics can dissect work down to each specific ingredient BUT THEY CAN’T COOK. Critique is valid and necessary but at the end of the day as artists we have to remember these mf’s can’t cook.