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Saw a test screening of Oblivion last night. Hopefully they’ll take our advice and seriously tighten up the ending because, boy howdy, did that shit grind to a halt after an otherwise enjoyable hour and a half.
But without any spoilers, if you do see the film, pay close attention to the phrase “effective team.”

Saw a test screening of Oblivion last night. Hopefully they’ll take our advice and seriously tighten up the ending because, boy howdy, did that shit grind to a halt after an otherwise enjoyable hour and a half.

But without any spoilers, if you do see the film, pay close attention to the phrase “effective team.”

Concierge: …and feel free to check out any of the books from our hotel library.
Generic: Oh! Great! Thanks!
(Returns)
Generic: Are you fucking kidding me?
Concierge: … I’m sorry?
Generic: Am I on camera? This is a joke, right? Where’s the camera?
Concierge: … ?
Generic: You’re trying to get me to read your whacko cult books?
Concierge: Sir, there are a number of books in the library.
Generic: BE THAT AS IT MAY. There are a number of porn mags in the 7/11 but you don’t refer people to them.
Concierge: I’m not in charge of the books we keep in our library.
Generic: I … wow. Just … wow.
Concierge: Your room key is 208. Continental breakfast is served at 7 am.
Generic: You’re actually making me regret what I do to the Gideon copies. At least they depict historical figures. Mostly.
Concierge: … ?
Generic: Look, I’m just curious. I can’t have been the first person to complain. This is Missouri, isn’t it?
Concierge: Springfield.
Generic: Springfield, right. There must have been some angry bible-thumper who’s said these books are tools of devil, right? Left coast atheists can’t be the only people weirded out by this stuff.
(Pause. Stony stare.)
Concierge: I can give you my manager’s phone number if you’d like to lodge a complaint.
(Pause)
Generic: Okay, now you’re really freaking me out.

Concierge: …and feel free to check out any of the books from our hotel library.

Generic: Oh! Great! Thanks!

(Returns)

Generic: Are you fucking kidding me?

Concierge: … I’m sorry?

Generic: Am I on camera? This is a joke, right? Where’s the camera?

Concierge: … ?

Generic: You’re trying to get me to read your whacko cult books?

Concierge: Sir, there are a number of books in the library.

Generic: BE THAT AS IT MAY. There are a number of porn mags in the 7/11 but you don’t refer people to them.

Concierge: I’m not in charge of the books we keep in our library.

Generic: I … wow. Just … wow.

Concierge: Your room key is 208. Continental breakfast is served at 7 am.

Generic: You’re actually making me regret what I do to the Gideon copies. At least they depict historical figures. Mostly.

Concierge: … ?

Generic: Look, I’m just curious. I can’t have been the first person to complain. This is Missouri, isn’t it?

Concierge: Springfield.

Generic: Springfield, right. There must have been some angry bible-thumper who’s said these books are tools of devil, right? Left coast atheists can’t be the only people weirded out by this stuff.

(Pause. Stony stare.)

Concierge: I can give you my manager’s phone number if you’d like to lodge a complaint.

(Pause)

Generic: Okay, now you’re really freaking me out.