Going Dark

I like wrestling, in a "I'm not really that fussed bout it but enjoy watching it with my friends" kind of a way. 


I know, it's stupid, but I love the theatre of it. It also highlights why I don't like "real sport" - in reality, the little guy rarely beats Man Utd. But in wrestling it happens regularly.


So, in anticipation of the Royal Rumble (my favourite event of the year), I have had a complete Facebook and Twitter blackout to avoid the result. Thus far, I've been successful, and I'm off to watch it now. 


So yay me.

There's something (cat)fishy going on

So "Catfish". The main question to ask yourself after seeing it seems to be "is it really a documentary"?

The story is certainly gripping and as you follow the group of documentary makers to meet the family that one of them has formed an unlikely Facebook friendship with. As you travel with them and their anticipation grows, so does the sense of impending doom. Can everything that happens be taken at face value, or is there something more sinister going on.

Once you do meet the family and realise what has happened, the result is incredibly uncomfortable, with you feeling both pity for the culprit yet at the same time somewhat incredulous that they would play with someone’s feeling the way they do. And I think that’s why there was such a furore over whether or not the documentary is real or staged.

It does feel a little too neat for a documentary. Ultimately though, be it a documentary or a mockumentary it’s an interesting (albeit strangely uncomfortable) watch, which leaves you with question resounding in your mind:

“Do you know who your Facebook friends are?”