Impossible is the Opposite of Possible

Michael Cera really gets his share of flack, doesn’t he?  You’d think he’s just some talentless asshole who happened to be young and play aloof really well, then suddenly he falls into a shit ton of movies that he has no business being a part of.  And that’s simply not true.  He’s just been cast in far too many films.  That’s mostly the fault of his agent and Hollywood not being able to cast, y’know, any of the other thousands of kid actors out there.  When someone gets overexposed like this, it leads to horrible taunts, disparaging comments on the internet, and, of course, animated gifs.  What teenage movie has anyone ever done that didn’t involve chasing after a girl?  Hell, what flick has Woody Allen ever been in that doesn’t have the same drive?

We have lost touch with what made him so talented and popular in the first place:  his deadpan delivery, his willingness to go along with anything, and his fearlessness to make himself look like both an asshole and an idiot in broad strokes.  With this in mind (and after watching Scott Pilgrim for the 30th time) I bring to you one of my favorite things Cera has ever done:  Impossible is the Opposite of Possible.

The Underwhelming Nature of Fushigi

During my job this past summer, there was a lot of opportunity for discussion amongst myself and my friend/boss Tommy.  We would talk about any number of ridiculous things, so having a chat about the merits of Fushigi was certainly well in bounds.  Tommy couldn’t stop raving about it and how cool it was, in one of those breathless “have you seen Fushigi?!” comments that the ads try to illicit out of people.  Clearly it was working.

Good Intentions

Do you know of word association?  It’s a game, mixed with a psychological technique, that aims to get a better look at how you think based off your immediate word response to a specific word.  For example, if someone said, “red,” you could say thousands of different things.  For me, I’d probably say “the Devils” because their colors are red and black and they start their season tomorrow, and I’ll be in attendance.  It’s on my mind at the time–and possibly constantly–and that gives a vantage point into my head and my thinking.

So, let’s say, for example, I use this purse on top of a chair.  I’ll say, “purse on a chair” and your snap judgment will be “breast cancer.”  Right?

The Grape Lady

It has been a long time since I first saw this video and it doesn’t really get old.  Yes, the woman, named Melissa Sander according to this factual internet report, gets exactly what she deserves for cheating, and yes, her gutteral pleas for air or are the more hilarious because of her actions.  But I love this video for so much more.