i’m starting a movement to stop calling this shit “artificial intelligence” cause it’s fucking not. it’s not intelligent, and the things it produces are not informed by logical choices. it doesn’t know how to research sources for you. it doesn’t compose art thoughtfully or meaningfully.
call it machine-generated, text generator, chat bot, but it’s not intelligent.
I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. A guy asked me what the Spanish word for tortilla was once and now I dream of kissing him under the moonlight
this same idiot: what kind of animal is the pink panther
me, already taking off my clothes: benjamin you’re so fucking stupid
I just remembered my second Pride, where I made different flag themed daisy chain bracelets/necklaces to hand out. I need folks to understand something:
They were free.
They were fucking free.
They were maybe ¢60 of acrylic yarn each at the most, and the whole ziploc bag of them took 2 hours max.
Three people gave me sad eyes until I took their money.
Someone who was clearly the mom friend of their group made me take a $5 and gave a 10 minute pep talk.
At least four more people insisted on getting change to pay for the, once again, free bracelets.
In spite of all these shenanigans, the absolute best was this one person who I can only describe as, “queer surfer dude who looks like a boyfriend who looks like a girlfriend.” I can remember nothing of the outfit, only the impeccable vibes. I did the same thing I did with everyone else, explaining the bracelets were free, and they nodded along as they took the last 6 strand rainbow bracelet. As soon as they had it on their wrist, they pointed at something over my shoulder and, like a fool, I looked.
Next thing I know, they’re running off cackling, yelling, “YOU’LL NEVER CATCH ME!” and I’m holding a fucking $20. I had to stop at least two people from chasing them, cause they thought the person stole something, and then they tried to give me money cause they thought it was funny seeing me flail over people being Too Nice.
That was the year I got reverse-robbed at Pride. I hope everyone out there is having a good time and, in particular, that queer surfer dude is out there still causing benevolent chaos.
You can say the turning point for Disney’s Renaissance was Little Mermaid (1989) or Beauty and the Beast (1991) (And I personally am a huge fan of Oliver & Company from 88), and both were huge commercial successes, and a critical success in the case of B&tB, but Down Under was the first film to use Disney’s new Computer Animated Production System (Little Mermaid used it in the ending scene for a single shot), and thus the first digitally produced feature film, and with that came bright, saturated color, and lovely crisp line work, and smooth blends of color. This is the start of the Renaissance in terms of animation quality.
This animation of Marahute here would be technically impressive animation in any format, but this film really marks a turning point in animation forever.
Compare and contrast: Scuttle from Little Mermaid vs Wilbur from Down Under. The difference between 1989 and 1990, between traditional ink and paint and using CAPS.
CAPS allowed basically coloring characters while on top of background, so their colors could be better matched to lighting. And the shading makes a huge difference, too. Wilbur also has colored lineart, where all of Little Mermaid has black lineart.
Bonus: Scuttle in Little Mermaid II (2000), a direct to video sequel, so not made with the same level of quality as the feature films, but here he is backlit by the sun.
And Wilbur’s brother Orville from The Rescuers (1977)
The move to CAPS in Down Under was huge for all the Disney Renaissance that followed it. And also huge for all of animation since, even though we have moved to other programs.
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