saw a kid at the flea market selling a diorama of the day of my death, my lifeless body rendered in incredible detail, but he wanted fucking $100 for it lmao, no dice little idiot
It doesn’t matter how many books you read (or pretend to read), it only matters how many ideas get inside of you and become permanent architectural features of your inner life, and what the quality of those ideas is.
How many modern horror filmmakers are like "oh I was inspired by Wes Craven" and then you look into what he was building from, and it's research into what scares people, color theory, etc. To me, this is why a lot of films are aesthetically pleasing now but hollow thematically
This deep, aggressive slide into anti-intellectualism is so infuriating because we’re not even combatting opposing views with merit anymore, it’s just fully grown adults being defiantly incurious morons.