Brie Larson for Interview Magazine, January 2013.
Photo credit: Søren Koch, Hilmer & Koch Naturfotografi
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2014 Sochi Olympics; A Love/Hate Relationship
I’ve found that everyone seems to have different views on the 2014 Sochi Winter Olympics. Whether they don’t watch them at all, watch them feverishly, or have some vehement distaste for the Olympics, I find it all fascinating.
Let’s talk first about one end of the spectrum: my boyfriend hates the coverage on the olympics. He complains very audibly about it every single time he sees anything on about it on television as if I were forcing him to watch it with me every night and then holding his eyeballs open a la Clockwork Orange, then slowly cutting off each one of his fingers simultaneously. To him, the Olympics are boring and dumb. He thinks all of the olympics should be summed up into some 10 minute segment on the nightly news each night “so that you don’t have to watch all of the bullshit.” I don’t get it, but he’s entitled to his views and opinions.
Most people I’ve found are about where I am. The coverage of the Olympics is entertaining and probably the first selection on the television each night unless the current sport is in some way uninteresting to the person watching, like…say, Ice Dancing, to some. If I turn it on and it’s the luge, skeleton, downhill skiing, ski jumping, or some other seemingly bad ass sport that I couldn’t possibly imagine doing myself (going 70+ mph in some way or another - holy shit), then I’m glued. However, to NBC, I’d like to say that (and I know they will never stop this) these times of extreme emotional manipulation where the spectator is subjected to ten minutes of storyline about one of the athletes who’s had all of these very hard trials and tribulations. I watch these because I’m interested in the event but then suddenly I’m then left crying, wondering why I have so much emotion devoted towards cheering on an olympic athlete that up until ten minutes prior I had no idea who they were.
Another thing that bothers me is the exploitation of these athletes - let them have their glory (or their sadness) in a moment devoid of press and the media! It’s truly tragic the fact that sometimes these people who have looked forward to this opportunity for so long, can so suddenly have their hopes and dreams so quickly dashed away. And then comes that moment after that athlete has failed in some way or another and they are experiencing their greatest manner of defeat. That tragic moment will be when a very eager, ignorant reporter sprints over to seize the opportunity to catch that athlete in their weakest moment and exploit it.
I have yet to meet someone who’s absolutely in love with the coverage on the Olympics. But oh, what an amazing thing to come home to after a long day of work! Spending hours watching people exhibiting their greatest skills, that which they’ve poured their life into for so long while I sit like a lump on the couch and think about how unimpressive I am. I try to ignore the annoyances that come along with the NBC Olympic coverage. It’s just going to be that way and if you enjoy watching the coverage, I’ve found you just have to man up, try not to cry, and enjoy the events.
On another note which I totally forgot to touch on - their team suits are amazing! Who gets to design those? Because I want that job.
Baby Joaquin’s mustache is on point.
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Shosh, you’re a cruel drunk.
the most i ever have or ever will like this bitch
That beautiful moment when Shoshanna says everything I’ve ever felt about all the other Girls characters.
In which Shosh shows no sympathy, even though she is apparently hyper-aware of all the issues and complexes with which her friends are dealing. This was probably her best moment this season, but it was also very jarring and revelatory: Shoshanna is just as unlikeable, vain, and cruel as the rest of the girls. And suddenly I understood why they have all been friends: misery loves company.