In the Internet Age, an increasing fraction of media â€?contentâ€? is generated by young nobodies, much to the disgust of old pros, such as screenwriter Aaron Sorkin of TVâ€™s The West Wing: â€?I am all for everyone having a voice, I just donâ€™t think everyone has earned the microphone. And thatâ€™s what the Internet has done.â€?Read the whole thing there.
Sorkin has teamed up with veteran director David Fincher (Fight Club) to strike back at Kids These Days by making a supremely accomplished bit of up-market razzle-dazzle, The Social Network, an enjoyably bogus hatchet job on 26-year-old zillionaire Mark Zuckerberg, founder of Facebook.com. Hyped as The Film that Defines a Generation, The Social Network is more an entertaining compendium of the worries of the new generationâ€™s upper middle class parents: elite colleges, IQ, money, the social status of their kids on the marriage market, and why young people never go outside anymore.
The Social Network asks: How could somebody who is extremely smart but not intuitively gifted at making and keeping friends ever figure out the logic underlying friendship well enough to program it into a computer?
Doesnâ€™t that question answer itself? ...
Thereâ€™s much debate in the press about how realistically the film portrays the tycoon. The obvious answer is that Sorkin is projecting onto Zuckerberg his own (perhaps not wholly undeserved) self-loathing over sex, drugs, class, and ethnicity.