Would I have to start planning outfits around the tattoo like I plan for weather?
Ben Affleck is not having a good week. I've been reminded of this multiple times a day for the last couple days in my Facebook feed.
If you haven't watched the video of Ben and his Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice costar Henry Cavill, which I won't post here for reasons mentioned below, it basically shows Affleck's reaction as a reporter tells him about the not-so-flattering reviews to their movie as Simon & Garfunkel's "Sounds of Silence" plays in the background. In the video, dubbed "Sad Affleck" by the Internet in no time, Ben's sad reaction is slowly zoomed in on as Cavill tries to answer a follow up question as to how the reviews make them "feel" and whether those reviews will "effect the film as such."
Let's state the obvious here: Ben is a privileged white guy, part of Hollywood's elite, and I can bet he wiped that Sad Affleck look off his face even before said interview was over. But he is allowed to be sad in that moment for obvious reasons — I think if you spent over a year working on something and it didn't work out the way you anticipated, you too would be sad. Or mad. Or both.
The idea that sadness (a human emotion that should trigger empathy amongst other human beings) has somehow been twisted and packaged for fun by the Internet makes me kind of sick. There's a lot of clickbait out there, and I know the pressure a lot of journalists face to create this kind of content first hand, but shouldn't sadness be off limits?
Whether the movie is terrible or not, which I can't say either way because I haven't seen it, it's still never cool to corner someone and tell them how much you think they suck, or what they do sucks, whether you do it anonymously online or directly to their face.
ANYWAY, I guess I'll get off my soapbox now because I know you're here for the scopes. I just wanted to say that I hope your week turns out better than Ben's.