World Of Yesterday: Difference between revisions

I love Don Herdzfelt. He made things like Rejected and that really fucking weird Simpsons couch gag about the supposed Sampsans, which are the Simpsons millions of years in the future. I liked that couch gag because it was a satire on how eventually, the Simpsons will lose all character, and become abominations. But, of course, we are not talking about that right now. We are talking about his short film "World Of Tomorrow." You probably haven't heard of it.... Wait it was fucking nominated for an Oscar? I mean, it does deserve it, but it is THAT known? It doesn't even have its own TV Tropes page... Oh, it does NOW? Shit, all my reasons don't work anymore. Well, either way, it was a ''REALLY ''good short film, and I didn't think it could be ruined. But, of course, it does get ruined. My godnicolas cage.

Me, being the dumb human that I am, click on the film saying "WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG????" Don't judge me, Bubsy is a complete bitch. When it started, unlike the huge computer thingy beeping, the huge computer thing started to bleed, and then beeps. Present Emily comes into the room with a knife in her hands, and she runs in too. She looks at the screen with a blank face and starts the call. Present Emily then also drops her knife, and it lands on her foot. It starts bleeding too. "FUCKING GODNICOLAS CAGE, THE BLOOD IN THIS IS TOO MUCH," I think. I try to get out of the film, but it won't let me! I try to shut down the computer. Doesn't work. I try to unplug the computer. Same thing. While this is happening, Future Emily is talking to Present Emily about death, blood, sex, etc. I go sit down on my chair, knowing that I have to keep on watching this shitty film. Eventually, F. Emily sends P. Emily to the museum, where they both talk about David, and eventually kill David. It was... still pretty fucking dark... This goes on forever, for even more than the original time, 16 minutes. It didn't end though, it repeated over and over again. I couldn't escape. I was stuck on my seat. It just went over and over. And, since I have no food or drinks, I died after a few days. Nobody remembered my funeral.