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Such grandiosity is repellent to soft-spoken programmer Richard and his friends, who share an open disdain for Gavin Belson right up until the point that he offers to purchase Richard's software for millions of dollars. The offer throws Richard and his fellow programmers into chaos. Can they run a friendlier kind of company, or will they become just as laughable and bizarre as the moguls in their midst? Can Richard get rich and change the world at the same time? Judge presents a community of fatted calves where the basest urges, Aoyue 968 SMD Hot Air 3 in1the greediest, most backstabbing behaviors, and the most blindly competitive, least humanistic tendencies are rationalized away at every turn. Or, as Belson's spiritual guide puts it, "In the hands of the enlightened, hate can be a tool for great change." Richard's fast-talking partner Erlich puts it a little differently in an upcoming episode: "If you're not an asshole, it creates this kind of asshole vacuum, and that void is filled by other assholes." ]]> https://ameblo.jp/aminoresin/entry-11818846466.html Thu, 10 Apr 2014 12:43:34 +0900 What's most surprising about Judge's comedy, though, is how well he captures the free-floating uncertainty and self-doubt of those who live inside such speculative bubbles. It's hard to avoid feeling at once glamoured and suspicious, seduced and repelled. This is a key part of the electric yet smarmy energy of The Social Network, in particular those scenes where Justin Timberlake's Sean Parker orders glowing chartreuse cocktails and unloads a barrel of witty banter and big ideas on Mark Zuckerberg, hinting at endless wealth and glamour but actually beckoning in a new era of ruthlessness and isolation. But then, even during the first tech boom of the '90s, the idealistic refrigerator-magnet poetry spewed by internet gurus had a strange way of conjuring emptiness and despair. In navigating the pristine office lofts and flawlessly designed coffee bars of San Francisco's South Park, it was hard to keep longing at bay. Longing is, after all, the domain of the very spoiled.
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