I didn't get through half the film.
It was a terrible doomsday flick about a pair of scientists discovering a planet killing comet destined for earth.
The story's premise might have held my interest, but the substory of social media/ media was too view/Facebook-ish, filled with selfie- starved, phoney social characters to hold my interest.
If it was to be a commentary on social media divas, it succeeded. Then I realized why Theresa Rockface loved it. She's a social media whore herself.
Gone are the DJs I admired.Bill Lewis is retiring at the end of the week after 34 years, as did Tim Doroghty and Jeff Kinzbach. TK and Michael Stanley died. But this new superficial breed... Spatz and Amanda, Theresa Rockface, Stansbury, etc.... are all just superficial social media where's.
THAT'S what the movie Don't Look Up was filled with. It's not that they were all gonna die. It's how good they looked doing it. Everything in that flick was about social spin.
THAT'S why I stopped watching it. There was nothing of value... no meat, all fat... no substance, all frosting. Just like Farcebook, Instagram and the others.... the "how does my selfie look today?" Crowd.... which I have NOTHING in common with
