Careercow Robert Chipman / Bob / Moviebob / "Movieblob" - Middle-Aged Consoomer, CWC with a Thesaurus, Ardent Male Feminist and Superior Futurist, the Twice-Fired, the Mario-Worshipper, publicly dismantled by Hot Dog Girl, now a diabetic

How will Bob react to seeing the Mario film?


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This thread reading 2000 pages will be forever seared into my memory like JFK being shot was for my parents, like 9/11 would be for my generation later.

To mark the occasion, let's go over his book's goodreads page, shall we?
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A high school teacher once told me that the worst thing anyone can do when writing an essay is to merely summarize the contents of the piece rather than commenting on and exploring it. For 120 pages, Chipman violates this rule.

This is completely baffling, as digging deep into pop culture is exactly what he does as his day job. Chipman is a sometimes-bombastic, always-insightful critic. His online shows - most notably The Game Overthinker and The Big Picture - consistently provide new ways of discussing videogames, movies, and tv shows both past and present. Chipman is a huge influence of mine, a person whose work has opened my mind in ways that were very much needed. In fact, I finally made the jump to buy this book in solidarity with him after he was unceremoniously fired from The Escapist.

How a person so thought-provoking could write such a dud is beyond me.

Let's begin with the small problems, of which there are many. First, the margins of the book are much too wide, resulting in a book that is extremely hard to read, as it needs to be consciously pulled open in order not to miss words that fall close to the spine. I suspect this is to save money on printing costs, but shortening the book would have been a much more effective way to do this; more on this later. Secondly, it's rife with typos and spelling errors, and the grammar feels more like a blogpost than a book - ellipses are used constantly where periods would do, and parentheses are frequent, lengthening already-long sentences with any variety of redundant information. An editor is credited at the beginning of the book, which is frankly shocking, as the book feels like a first draft that was never proofread or even shown to anyone prior to release.

Structurally, this thing is a mess. It's laid out in four sections, but information is repeated so often, and with so little reference to their earlier mentions, that it could easily be condensed into two. Part 1 gives a brief history of Mario, and part 2 expands on this with Bob's own personal history with the character. These are the best parts of the book, providing a nice look at the contexts that allowed the series to develop and some good backstory on the author himself. But even this portion is hamstrung by Chipman's need to repeat himself - all the information in the first part is summarized in part 2, as the author goes through his reactions to each individual game release.

In Part 3, Chipman gives a sort of rap sheet on the game, relaying basic information - much of which has already been mentioned twice in the previous two sections - as well as providing an exhaustive list and description of every mechanic and enemy in the game. This is supposedly in the interest of avoiding the need to summarize these elements of the game as they come up in the playthrough - Part 4, the "meat" of the book - but he ends up doing this within anyways, and having it integrated in the text is much less of a slog than reading a list of sprite descriptions.

The content of the playthrough itself is mind-numbingly boring. Chipman intends for this book to be a "deep read" of the game, but in order to do that he'd have to do more than just summarize what happens in each level. There's really not much in the way of any actual criticism here at all - he digs into some of the psychological tricks the level designers use to mess with the players, but that's about as far as it goes. There's never really a sense of anything here pointing towards a greater purpose - no larger meanings are sussed out, no conclusions are made. There are bits of interesting thought here - why the Mario Bros. Italian-American heritage is important and what Bowser's newfound use of mechanized forces insinuates about his relationship to the Mushroom Kingdom, for example. More often they don't go anywhere and are simply treated as throwaway musings; at one point Chipman ponders whether a pipeline within Desert Land suggests the Middle East, and then simply continues describing the many ways he bounces on Koopa Troopa's heads.

Interspersed throughout the playthrough are small journal entries, meant to show the emotional state of the author throughout play, but never quite interacting with the greater narrative in a meaningful way.

In truth, SMB3: Brick-by-Brick reads more like a Let's Play than a piece of criticism, and would have functioned more effectively as such. There's only so much value that simply describing these levels can give to a reader, and in this day of reliable video streaming and YouTube personalities, the book just feels needless. At a certain point, you end up having to look up the levels to understand what Chipman's talking about anyways - that is, if you care enough to do so - so he may as well have just released the whole thing as a video series. Of course, then he probably couldn't make as much money off of it.

Honestly, as a huge fan of his work, this is profoundly disappointing. There's no doubt in my mind that Chipman has a book in him somewhere - actually, an expansion of the first two parts of this one would have been lovely - but this ain't it. I remain a fan, but hope that his next literary venture is much more stimulating.
 
I'll tell you why I hate Bob. He was a half decent video creator who decided that he could make original content instead of simply critiquing the content of acclaimed creators. He churned out a load of self indulgent tripe that the fanbase he had built up rejected. Unfazed by this, he decided that he was not out of touch but it was the viewers who were wrong, and began to bloviate about politics on Twitter instead of sticking to the discussion of media which made him popular in the first place. This resulted in people who may have once agreed with some of his opinions regarding media and who would be willing to forget about a few cringeworthy videos, to instead disregard him as the moron he proved himself to be.

tl;dr: Super Mario Bros 3 is the best Mario game, and I'm thoroughly embarrassed to share that opinion with someone as stupid as Moviebob.

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This thread reading 2000 pages will be forever seared into my memory like JFK being shot was for my parents, like 9/11 would be for my generation later.

To mark the occasion, let's go over his book's goodreads page, shall we?
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A high school teacher once told me that the worst thing anyone can do when writing an essay is to merely summarize the contents of the piece rather than commenting on and exploring it. For 120 pages, Chipman violates this rule.

This is completely baffling, as digging deep into pop culture is exactly what he does as his day job. Chipman is a sometimes-bombastic, always-insightful critic. His online shows - most notably The Game Overthinker and The Big Picture - consistently provide new ways of discussing videogames, movies, and tv shows both past and present. Chipman is a huge influence of mine, a person whose work has opened my mind in ways that were very much needed. In fact, I finally made the jump to buy this book in solidarity with him after he was unceremoniously fired from The Escapist.

How a person so thought-provoking could write such a dud is beyond me.

Let's begin with the small problems, of which there are many. First, the margins of the book are much too wide, resulting in a book that is extremely hard to read, as it needs to be consciously pulled open in order not to miss words that fall close to the spine. I suspect this is to save money on printing costs, but shortening the book would have been a much more effective way to do this; more on this later. Secondly, it's rife with typos and spelling errors, and the grammar feels more like a blogpost than a book - ellipses are used constantly where periods would do, and parentheses are frequent, lengthening already-long sentences with any variety of redundant information. An editor is credited at the beginning of the book, which is frankly shocking, as the book feels like a first draft that was never proofread or even shown to anyone prior to release.

Structurally, this thing is a mess. It's laid out in four sections, but information is repeated so often, and with so little reference to their earlier mentions, that it could easily be condensed into two. Part 1 gives a brief history of Mario, and part 2 expands on this with Bob's own personal history with the character. These are the best parts of the book, providing a nice look at the contexts that allowed the series to develop and some good backstory on the author himself. But even this portion is hamstrung by Chipman's need to repeat himself - all the information in the first part is summarized in part 2, as the author goes through his reactions to each individual game release.

In Part 3, Chipman gives a sort of rap sheet on the game, relaying basic information - much of which has already been mentioned twice in the previous two sections - as well as providing an exhaustive list and description of every mechanic and enemy in the game. This is supposedly in the interest of avoiding the need to summarize these elements of the game as they come up in the playthrough - Part 4, the "meat" of the book - but he ends up doing this within anyways, and having it integrated in the text is much less of a slog than reading a list of sprite descriptions.

The content of the playthrough itself is mind-numbingly boring. Chipman intends for this book to be a "deep read" of the game, but in order to do that he'd have to do more than just summarize what happens in each level. There's really not much in the way of any actual criticism here at all - he digs into some of the psychological tricks the level designers use to mess with the players, but that's about as far as it goes. There's never really a sense of anything here pointing towards a greater purpose - no larger meanings are sussed out, no conclusions are made. There are bits of interesting thought here - why the Mario Bros. Italian-American heritage is important and what Bowser's newfound use of mechanized forces insinuates about his relationship to the Mushroom Kingdom, for example. More often they don't go anywhere and are simply treated as throwaway musings; at one point Chipman ponders whether a pipeline within Desert Land suggests the Middle East, and then simply continues describing the many ways he bounces on Koopa Troopa's heads.

Interspersed throughout the playthrough are small journal entries, meant to show the emotional state of the author throughout play, but never quite interacting with the greater narrative in a meaningful way.

In truth, SMB3: Brick-by-Brick reads more like a Let's Play than a piece of criticism, and would have functioned more effectively as such. There's only so much value that simply describing these levels can give to a reader, and in this day of reliable video streaming and YouTube personalities, the book just feels needless. At a certain point, you end up having to look up the levels to understand what Chipman's talking about anyways - that is, if you care enough to do so - so he may as well have just released the whole thing as a video series. Of course, then he probably couldn't make as much money off of it.

Honestly, as a huge fan of his work, this is profoundly disappointing. There's no doubt in my mind that Chipman has a book in him somewhere - actually, an expansion of the first two parts of this one would have been lovely - but this ain't it. I remain a fan, but hope that his next literary venture is much more stimulating.
I like how we’re celebrating 2000 pages of Bob by showing where it all began.
 
A high school teacher once told me that the worst thing anyone can do when writing an essay is to merely summarize the contents of the piece rather than commenting on and exploring it. For 120 pages, Chipman violates this rule.

This is completely baffling, as digging deep into pop culture is exactly what he does as his day job. Chipman is a sometimes-bombastic, always-insightful critic. His online shows - most notably The Game Overthinker and The Big Picture - consistently provide new ways of discussing videogames, movies, and tv shows both past and present. Chipman is a huge influence of mine, a person whose work has opened my mind in ways that were very much needed. In fact, I finally made the jump to buy this book in solidarity with him after he was unceremoniously fired from The Escapist.

How a person so thought-provoking could write such a dud is beyond me.

Let's begin with the small problems, of which there are many. First, the margins of the book are much too wide, resulting in a book that is extremely hard to read, as it needs to be consciously pulled open in order not to miss words that fall close to the spine. I suspect this is to save money on printing costs, but shortening the book would have been a much more effective way to do this; more on this later. Secondly, it's rife with typos and spelling errors, and the grammar feels more like a blogpost than a book - ellipses are used constantly where periods would do, and parentheses are frequent, lengthening already-long sentences with any variety of redundant information. An editor is credited at the beginning of the book, which is frankly shocking, as the book feels like a first draft that was never proofread or even shown to anyone prior to release.

Structurally, this thing is a mess. It's laid out in four sections, but information is repeated so often, and with so little reference to their earlier mentions, that it could easily be condensed into two. Part 1 gives a brief history of Mario, and part 2 expands on this with Bob's own personal history with the character. These are the best parts of the book, providing a nice look at the contexts that allowed the series to develop and some good backstory on the author himself. But even this portion is hamstrung by Chipman's need to repeat himself - all the information in the first part is summarized in part 2, as the author goes through his reactions to each individual game release.

In Part 3, Chipman gives a sort of rap sheet on the game, relaying basic information - much of which has already been mentioned twice in the previous two sections - as well as providing an exhaustive list and description of every mechanic and enemy in the game. This is supposedly in the interest of avoiding the need to summarize these elements of the game as they come up in the playthrough - Part 4, the "meat" of the book - but he ends up doing this within anyways, and having it integrated in the text is much less of a slog than reading a list of sprite descriptions.

The content of the playthrough itself is mind-numbingly boring. Chipman intends for this book to be a "deep read" of the game, but in order to do that he'd have to do more than just summarize what happens in each level. There's really not much in the way of any actual criticism here at all - he digs into some of the psychological tricks the level designers use to mess with the players, but that's about as far as it goes. There's never really a sense of anything here pointing towards a greater purpose - no larger meanings are sussed out, no conclusions are made. There are bits of interesting thought here - why the Mario Bros. Italian-American heritage is important and what Bowser's newfound use of mechanized forces insinuates about his relationship to the Mushroom Kingdom, for example. More often they don't go anywhere and are simply treated as throwaway musings; at one point Chipman ponders whether a pipeline within Desert Land suggests the Middle East, and then simply continues describing the many ways he bounces on Koopa Troopa's heads.

Interspersed throughout the playthrough are small journal entries, meant to show the emotional state of the author throughout play, but never quite interacting with the greater narrative in a meaningful way.

In truth, SMB3: Brick-by-Brick reads more like a Let's Play than a piece of criticism, and would have functioned more effectively as such. There's only so much value that simply describing these levels can give to a reader, and in this day of reliable video streaming and YouTube personalities, the book just feels needless. At a certain point, you end up having to look up the levels to understand what Chipman's talking about anyways - that is, if you care enough to do so - so he may as well have just released the whole thing as a video series. Of course, then he probably couldn't make as much money off of it.

Honestly, as a huge fan of his work, this is profoundly disappointing. There's no doubt in my mind that Chipman has a book in him somewhere - actually, an expansion of the first two parts of this one would have been lovely - but this ain't it. I remain a fan, but hope that his next literary venture is much more stimulating.

@TrippinKahlua is that you?

I like how we’re celebrating 2000 pages of Bob by showing where it all began.

Unlike Bob we're not afraid of looking back to see where we're headed.
 
From an objective standpoint, the Democrats going of Fox News can only help them. My current view of the Democratic party is akin to the communist parties of eastern Europe/Asia where someone accidentally breaking a piece of factory equipment is considered to be "reactionary sabotage."

Plus, a lot of Trump's Democratic supporters were employees in the manufacturing industry that were worried about how the Trans-Pacific Partnership would send their jobs to countries that pay their employees sweatshop wages. Throw as much party rhetoric at them as you want. Anyone who's proud of the fact that they sweat their asses off just so they can provide for their families knows that voting for politicians who want to send their jobs to the Philippines is a terrible idea.
I don't know if going on Fox New can help them, but not doing so might hurt them. They're basically saying, I don't really care enough about you to talk to you, I'd rather give my time to people who will agree with everything I say and not press me. They've already said they aren't going to do Primary debates on Fox, I wonder what nominee will do if Fox wants to hold a Presidential debate.
No one was really waiting for more, but Bob is here with the Superior Future (tm) styled Mario. I swear he has the color sense of a 5 year old; just splattering extremely high saturation prime colors all over the damn thing. It hurts my eyes just looking at this.

Not to even mention that Mario and Peach look like grandparents with what's allegedly their daughter, so they started having children at late 50s if I'm being generous. Would explain how the daughter looks like she has severe Downs.

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Is this Bob getting baby fever? He's pushing 40 and has never felt the touch of a woman. I wonder if he blames the Republicans for not having the family that he deserves.
What the fuck is going on with Yoshi's feet??? They look like bird talons!

And why is "Civilian Mario" a gardener? Shouldn't he be a plumber?
I assume Bob's parents or grandparents retired and started tending a garden, so in Bob's simple mind, tending a garden is what all people do when the get old.
Comparing millions of Republicans and independent Trump supporters to a few dozen "Nazi torch marchers" is a great strategy. Yell and scream how they are going to KILL people and then say if YOU win you'll turn those tables on them and enact "righteous justice". Please do that Democrats, so we can see Trump win in a landslide.
2000 pages of autism. Let’s see if we will reach 4K if Bob still act like a tard ( he will)
As the 2020 election approaches, I wouldn't be surprised if we reach 10,000.
 
Fuck me there was a second one?
Yep. Watch it here.
 
It's time to christen the next 2000 pages with a brand new Bob spergout.
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Christ, I don't know if I can take another 2000 pages of this spittle-flecked lunacy. He thinks he's righteous, but he just comes across as an egotistical maniac. Credit for actually practicing natural selection, I guess, since at this point Bob has less chance of reproducing than Brianna Wu, who might have frozen some sperm before getting the big chop.

I mean, really. "Some things you don't get to come back from. Fortunately, we never needed you in the first place." If he had one iota of political power and wasn't just an angry spergoid in a cellar, I could easily see him chortling that as he jammed the barrel of a Luger into the back of some undesirable's neck.

He'll never get it; he'll never understand that he comes across as a worse fascist than any of the people he's raging about; he'll never see the Nazi in the mirror.

So Bob, what do you get to come back from? Besides helping cover up your sex pest boss's behavior, I mean. It seems clear that's not one of your unpardonable sins.
 
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It's repeated every time he has one of these rants but goddamn, that amount of hate and dehumanizing is painful to read. And this is someone's who has complained that he can't live forever in a robot body with this kind of metaphorical cancer in his head. If he wasn't an idiot, you'd wonder why he wishes such a hell upon himself.
 
It's repeated every time he has one of these rants but goddamn, that amount of hate and dehumanizing is painful to read. And this is someone's who has complained that he can't live forever in a robot body with this kind of metaphorical cancer in his head. If he wasn't an idiot, you'd wonder why he wishes such a hell upon himself.
With these and previous comments, I now seriously think Bob watched the Terminator films thinking that Skynet was the good guy (this would explain is autistic script).
 
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I'm guessing he is getting pissy because after all his "sub-human" rhetoric. Its gotta hurt to hear one of those "sub-humans" and spouse beliefs close to his own, now Bob might get in trouble calling for gas chambers on people who can change. With shit like this, it becomes more and more apparent that bob is a wannabe bully, he constantly tries to wield what little power he has to put down others, and to get his followers to put down others, even if they are on his side. Of course none of this matters because Bob has no real following, he's too stupid to gain a following and too caustic to maintain one.

With these and previous comments, I now seriously think Bob watched the Terminator films thinking that Skynet was the good guy (this would explain is autistic script).

You don't have to think it. He has stated, multiple times, that if he were to get a redo of Terminator, he'd have Skynet be the good guy, and the people fighting against Skynet be shown as backwards hicks. You can't parody Bob, because he will match any hyperbole, and go farther. People on this thread are not hyperbolic when they say Bob thinks outlandish bullshit, they're quoting him directly.
 
The funny thing about the latest Twitter sperg is that Bob is exactly the kind of guy who would be ripe for being radicalized into an extremist movement. In fact I don’t think it’s out of the question that a charismatic enough individual at the right moment could start to convince Bob that blacks and immigrants are just as responsible for the superior future being kept from him. He’d probably goose-stepping in his basement with RAHOWA tattooed on his back in no time.
 
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I'm guessing he is getting pissy because after all his "sub-human" rhetoric. Its gotta hurt to hear one of those "sub-humans" and spouse beliefs close to his own, now Bob might get in trouble calling for gas chambers on people who can change. With shit like this, it becomes more and more apparent that bob is a wannabe bully, he constantly tries to wield what little power he has to put down others, and to get his followers to put down others, even if they are on his side. Of course none of this matters because Bob has no real following, he's too stupid to gain a following and too caustic to maintain one.
Here's what just hit me: remember how I said Bob really does confuse movies with life?

I wonder if he's trying to act like how those charismatics are portrayed.

No really - think about it a minute. Hollywood is rarely known for its subtlety and are always portraying people that have large followings as cartoonishly evil. (see: Star Wars - general Hux) A lot of reasons behind this (including Hollywood being insular) but part of it is I suspect they think the audience is dumb and want it to be real clear that THIS IS A BAD GUY and not have the audience suckered into believing the evil cult has a point.

So what if Bob keeps acting like what he thinks should get him a cult of followers, without realizing that the shit writing is leading him astray. No really, let me quote from his Mist review back in 2007.
There's been a bit of carping in the critical in regards to Mrs. Carmody as a character, or rather the film's unsubtle implication that The Faithful can be a lot more hateful and deadly than even the creepiest-crawler. To those folks, I reccomend that they hit up Google and take a fresh look at that big freaking crater in the middle of Manhattan. Yeah, Carmody is a being of one-dimensional evil, a "human" entirely void of humanity thanks to their singular devotion to spiritual self-righteousness... and the world is crawling with them. What makes her scary is that she's entirely recognizable - even if you don't want to admit it. What makes her possibly the best Bad Guy of 2007 is that Harden pulls it off.​

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His "Gen-X attitude" instantly switches to entitled Millennial when he's dealing with those who aren't white.
 
Shit, so Bob would see some dumb-ass kid that got sucked into "alt-right" Pepe the Frog 8-chan tomfoolery as irredeemable. As someone who deserved to get his life permanently fucked because he wanted to hang with the cool counterculture kids and say the kinds of stupid bullshit that teenage ruffians are wont to say during this stage of their lives. I've always thought that all of Bob's issues stem from the bullying he received in high school, but you can see no clearer proof than this: he wants teenage Chads purged from polite society for all time, with no hope of redemption. And Bob thinks we can have a functioning society if we do this kind of thing. That the people he wants punished will simply crawl away and fade into a corner as those who support Bob's increasingly manic vision of a Superior Future grow more glorious and powerful by the day. I've seen Doomsday Cults that have a more convincing and coherent view of reality.
 
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