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Just finished The Dark Forest by Cixin Liu. A couple passages of varying lengths


For father and son, the silence conveyed more information than words. Growing up, his father had used silence rather than speech to educate him, and words were merely the punctuation between the silences.


As the elderly passed away, the departed Golden Shore vanished into the smoke of history. The ship of human civilization floated alone in the vast ocean, surrounded on all sides by endless, sinister waves, and no one knew if there was even an opposite shore.


The universe had once been bright, too. For a short time after the big bang, all matter existed in the form of light, and only after the universe turned to burnt ash did the heavier elements precipitate out of the darkness and form planets and life. Darkness was the mother of life and civilization.


Every civilization is an armed hunter stalking through the trees like a ghost, gently pushing aside branches that block the path and trying to tread without sound. Even breathing is done with care. The hunter has to be careful, because everywhere in the forest are stealthy hunters like him. If he finds other life—another hunter, an angel or a demon, a delicate infant or a tottering old man, a fairy or a demigod—there’s only one thing he can do: open fire and eliminate them. In this forest, hell is other people. An eternal threat that any life that exposes its own existence will be swiftly wiped out.

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So as a big part of my degree I had to do a lot of film studies. I just saw one of the best films of the decade, I swear (Parasite, currently in theaters). But it also made me remember how many "popularly loved and critically adored" films are literal trash. Unpopular opinion, I'll start right now...

Black Swan was one of the worst movies I've ever seen.

It's not artistic. It's not 'raw'. It's not about a descent into madness. It's not "it's just too dark for you to grasp and understand". There's no mission for a message or reason other than to just make you feel like sh**. If you want to know what it's like to be vastly uncomfortable for 2 hrs, it's your kind of movie. Poor Natalie Portman... great acting and crap directing/writing.

One good thing about it: those costumes/makeup tho.
Never seen Black Swan, but hell yeah Parasite. Flew up the list of my favorite movies 
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More and more often I find myself wondering what it’s like to be genuinely happy, and not just momentarily pleased or amused. Is there such a thing, or are they actually the same and I just think there’s a difference?