The same goes for writing. For every literary masterpiece that tugs at your heartstrings, there's literally thousands of awful, poorly written stories, like this one, floating around on the Internet.
An empty house stood across from where they lived. It was two different worlds coming together, they had their own stories and their own lives. Huey looked through the window of his room, he was always thinking about things. He was half Samurai and half knowledge.
"Hey, Huey!" yelled Riley, he sounded like he was starting trouble. "I heard that a bunch of Ninja's moved into that house! I'm going to mess wit them! Yeah, that's what I'm going to do."
"Why? Why do you want to cause trouble now? That's disrespectful...they're our new neighbors." Huey paused. "I wouldn't start anything. Unless, they all use their skills to hurt you. Don't come crying back to me when that happens."
"That won't happen, I'll shoot them all!" Riley laughed as he ran outside. Huey sighed, he didn't want things to start and they probably were going to. "Come on, Huey. Watch me take them out."
Riley was already out the door before Huey finished his sentence. Huey turned on the television as he read books to past time. He looked at the house in the distance, he wondered how many ninja's swarmed the house probably more than he was thinking. Huey walked outside of the door as he watched Riley peek over the fence as he saw the students and the Sensei's work on their moves. Riley watched Sasuke, he was performing his "Fire style Justu" everyone watched the ninja perform with speed. Riley hit the wall with a stone as Neji backed into it. He withdrew his kunai as jumped over the fence, Riley dropped the gun and looked up at the prestigious ninja.
Jesus, did you make it all the way through that? If so, congrats. I could barely copy and paste it, let alone read it.
But wait, terribleness doesn't extend to just music and writing. After last night, I've seen that this can apply to movies too. As part of Adult Swim's annual April Fools, they air the movie The Room at midnight.
If you've never seen this little gem, you might want to. It's been lauded as the worst movie of all time and is laughably bad. It's a self made, self funded, self acted, overly dramatized, and poorly acted out movie that was written by a man who doesn't speak English as a first language, so all of his characters talk exactly like he does--awkwardly. Below are some highlights:
Can you feel his anger?
Smooth transition to greeting his friend
I can usually buy my lady flowers in under 20 seconds as well
Sufficed to say, this movie had me laughing out loud at how ridiculous and how terrible it was. But here's where I'm torn; are we slapping art in the face by embracing these terrible attempts, even if they're funny (for the wrong reasons)? Am I an asshole for laughing like an idiot, and genuinely being entertained by this drivel for its entire 2 hours? I don't know. I think as long as I'm alive and writing, there will always be the Twilights of the world that get major success, despite being just as terrible on screen as they are off the screen. So how do you guys feel? Should we embrace these awful abominations and have a good laugh at them, or should we ignore them until they all go away, so that we can embrace more of the good ones that are going unnoticed?
Stay classy, friends,
Mood: Guilty (for enjoying the movie)
Beer: Goes nicely with a bad movie
Shower: You're tearing me apart, shower!
PS for those who have been inquiring about my MSPaint madskills, I'll be taking everyone on a tour of how I create this crappy-ass artwork on my next post. Stay tuned!