Not to make it sound like I check InsideVandy frequently, but I noticed the letter from an "Angry Wasp" that should be running in tomorrow's Versus. My first reaction is "fuck-off and die", but that seemed to be merely a catcall instead of a full retort. The issue with that God-forsaken website isn't that what's on there is new; it's that what's on there is open for everyone to see. This includes me, the wasp, you and anyone who cares to. Yeah, so you might know the rumors before they ever make it to JuicyCampus.com, but not everyone does. And just because people will talk, doesn't mean we should make an open forum for it. The posts on the website are at least best behind closed doors or better yet, left unsaid. We all have our opinions, I make mine blatantly public by writing for a publication that apparently publishes 6,500 issues three times a week, but if I learned anything it would be this: everything that comes through my head should not always be spoken aloud.

That's the issue with it, JC allows for anyone to say anything and get away with it. Maybe, XXCutieRX isn't the most enlightening name, but you at least know the person who said it. You can confront them (sort of) on the internet. With full anonymity, the confrontation has been removed. However, this doesn't mean anonymity will continue (look a JC's privacy policy, they'll give out the IP address at the sign of a civil suit), and when it's removed, it's going to get nasty.

Now to what my title refers to. The Writer's Guild strike ended earlier this week and I'm not sure that's a good thing. Frankly, "Lost" is a terrible show. It's entertaining and it has moments that seem well written, but overall, the show just manages to kill time. That's kind of the reason I didn't get a TV for my dorm room, I don't want to kill time I want to do something with it.

You'd think with the longer time-frames and astronomical budgets that films would be better. But the budgets are what kill them, the revenue has to be so large that a movie must have some kind of hook in every demographic. It's like a prostitute with too many clients. After a while, nobody seems to be having fun. Look at the last Die Hard for instance, it had to make a distinctly older Bruce Willis seem plausible for fans of the original, it had to have some one-liners so God knows who will get a bit of a laugh and this is all followed with over-the-top violence and large explosions. If you're a fan of any of these, but not of the others, your movie experience can't be more than mediocre.

More disappointing is the fact that the Oscars might have less dignity than the Grammy's now. Let's face it, "Brokeback Mountain" was plagued with some pretty shitty writing. It used one controversial aspect to make it seem more "real", but in the end it still kind of sucked. I'm sorry, but I can't take the line "I can't quit you" seriously, along with some of the other contrived situations in the film. This isn't unusual for an award winner - they can't afford to be to dicey, because then several of the reviewers might turn down the film on principle. In the end, most modern films have no gumption.

I know this is nothing new, but it still depresses me. And since this began long before the internet (and the Buggles allege radio is already dead), all I can conclude is this: God killed the Video Star.