Dear Hollywood

You were once celebrated for your narrativity in film and despised by the European filmmakers for making their life more difficult and to exist they had to find other ways to make their films something special. Now, unfortunately, you are just a money making machine, you have sold your heart to the dollars streaming into your pockets. You are just a shell of your former glamorous self. You repeat the same story over and over again, repaint it, retune it and sell it off as something new. You find a new hype and make it your bitch, find, copy, sell, find, copy, sell, find, copy, sell. When I look at these things that used to be new I just see a company whoring out a medium that can be so much more than what it is now. You bore me, with your silver painted plastic, your expensive cars, and your cheap expensive films. You do not create, you copy and destroy, you think that entertaining people is about lowering yourself to the level of intelligence of trailer trash, you are void, empty, you are money in your own pocket. You are no longer the heart of film, you are the money making business, the franchise, the cars, the anorexic girls, the plastic surgery and the mansions that worth the money that could solve third world problems or save your own economy, but you are heartless or the camera's bitch. Hollywood, what have you become?