by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner
As I’ve written before, every year about this time of year, a small something happens that puts a twinkle in my life and a spring in my step. Since I lead a very, very, very dull life, it doesn’t have to be much — as me writing this blog post about this very mundane thing is a testament.
Anyway, as I have mentioned before, I sent in a few questions to the Little Gold Men podcast (they kept begging for listener questions) and I have a tiny little hunch that maybe they do a search of my name and found this blog. I don’t know, but…maybe?
Regardless, at least I have something to think about, I guess. And I’m not going to tell you I’m, like, waiting with baited breath for them to potentially read my question on the podcast. There’s a pretty good chance I’ll miss it if they do read one of my questions because I only listen to the podcast in a half-assed kind of way.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s a great pod, it’s just I’m not really obsessed with any pods these days since Pod Save America kind of jumped the shark about a year ago. And this reminds me of my personal belief that before AI takes over everything that there’s a market for a Gawker-like pod that would be really snarky and come out five days a week.
Anyway. I find it amusing that Little Gold Men thought a very, very niche movie like Fire Island would…be a hit? Wow was that a niche movie and there simply no way that movie was going to do anything but arthouse numbers. And, yet, there I was, listening to the Little Gold Men people effuse about the movie as if it was Raging Bull or something.
But I have to be honest with myself — I listen to the Little Gold Men podcast because of it’s snooty point of view and how insiderish it is. That’s the whole point. That’s the fun of it all, listening to what “woke” (wink) snobs think of movies. Lol.
