When we aren’t drinking martini’s and sunning ourselves aboard our private space station, at least two of the STS writers make a living from the social media game, so there’s been a bit of buzz surrounding this in the office – will David Fincher’s unforgiving portrayal of Zuckerberg bring our burgeoning careers crashing to the ground?
Of course not, don’t be stupid.
Remember ‘Quit Facebook Day’? No, neither does anyone else.
Facebook is too ubiquitous, too widespread, and just occasionally to gosh darned useful to be troubled by a mere movie. Even the Zuck has seen it apparently, but he’s too busy compiling lists of every ex-girlfriend you’ve ever stalked to give a crap.
Given this invulnerability, in many ways this becomes a fairly amusing TV-Drama take on the formation of the world’s first billion member website. Some of the dialogue is too pat, and there’s plenty of hand-wringing drama and staring out of rainy windows (also: Asian women giving blow jobs like they’re going out of style), but given Fincher’s consummate medium mastery, there’s also a deep dark point about conformity and rebellion buried under the mountain of ‘Likes’ and ‘Pokes’.
