The Social Network

You can imagine fat white guys in a room, talking about making a film people want to see...
'Well, vampires sell.'
'Yeah, but the whole Twilight thing got the market cornered...'
'A good action film is always good.'
'Bruce Willis doesn't do action anymore...'

Long pause.

'Well, my children are always talking about the facebook.'
'The what?'
'It's a... I don't know what it is... Do we have a computer here? Yeah? Let's check it out.'
'Holy fuck! The whole world's on there!'
'We're on to something...'

How to make more money than the guy who made shit-load of money? Make a film about him.

Cue dollar signs in the eyes of the afore-mentioned guys.

It starts off with our protagonist being an elitist prick who has no social skills. And it pretty much ends that way, too. Yeah, he's a major nerd who talks like Abed in 'Community.' But that makes it interesting, it shows us Zuckerberg (sugar mountain, really?) as an aloof guy who feels superior to everybody and not as a victim getting sued. He's an asshole, but a smart asshole who knew what a good idea was.

In the end, well... You got a Fincher film, written by Sorkin, music by Reznor (which is really good, of course), executive produced by Spacey (whatever that means)... It can't be bad. And it's not. It's about a guy who got drunk after being dumped.

Yep... We can all get on facebook because a nerd got dumped. Respect. Facebook could have been called FuckThemBitches. It should have been. Napster also got started because of a girl. So I could have been a millionaire if I had been even geekier. We all know that great things are created so that the creators get laid.
Pasteur had some crazy poon after inventing his vaccine. Einstein was a mad pussy-hound...
Wait, I sound bitter. Let me have a shot of tequila.

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So, at the end of the day, all you need to tap some hot Asian ass is a website everyone in the world knows. If only I had known.
Oh, and I wonder how sorry Erica was for calling the guy an asshole. I don't know, but I'm guessing a billion dollars in the bank makes you less of an asshole, no?
Shit, let me have another shot.

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Actor-wise, well, it's always nice too see Mr Getz. And to add a sexist comment, as is my custom, it's always great to see Ms. Jones. They mention Bill Gates and you 'see' him at some point, but how come there's no film about the original program thief? Well, he probably sues everyone who tries to make one.

Wait... a girl who majors in French (at Stanford) can't actually speak French? They couldn't find a hottie who speaks French? Or a teacher to teach her one sentence? At least she didn't say 'Ooh la la, voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?'

So it's a rags (well, kinda, he was at Harvard after all) to riches story. If you can merely call 'riches' being a billionaire. A pretty straight-forward story for a Fincher film, but well told and very well written. And the last scene says everything you need to know about being a man.

So can irony be defined as becoming a fan of this film on facebook? Oh, no, wait. It's writing a review of this film on facebook. Or watching this film and checking my facebook page for messages every 20 minutes.

Coming soon to a theatre near you: 'YouTube. The real story!'
Coming soon to HBO: 'Amazon. A real story.'
Coming soon to Fox: 'Ebay. From internet to governor!'