<![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, internet]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, internet]]> http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/internet http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/internet <![CDATA[What Killed The Viral Video?]]> Recently Videogum did a little deep dive into the world of viral videos, and came back with some interesting findings. It seems that 2006 was the peak year for dumb mashups, terrible singers, heartwarming lion hugs, and all manner of other popular YouTube crap (basically all those people that got killed on that one episode of South Park). So what's happened since then? Where have all the virals gone? Well, we think they're kinda dead, and after the jump we'll tell you why.

That Was Funny The First 100 Times
What was the turnaround time between everyone marveling at newfangled email technologies and then complaining about the whole thing? Not very long, I don't think. And the same definitely applies to viral videos. At first YouTube was this great, vast landscape of 3-minute-long time wasters that were good for a chuckle and a "look what I found!" self-satisfied email to friends. Now? The minute you hear that term, "viral video," it makes you think of something grainy and shaky-camera'd, made by some festering nerd who would probably harrass you endlessly if you double-crossed him. People are too savvy with the internet at this point to still be enchanted by its simple, chintzy magicks. YouTube is used more practically now, it's more functional—and those dancing, lightsaber-waving fat kids have been reduced to mostly-forgotten Coney Island freakshow diversions.

Let's Get Cynical, Cynical
As is the case with most phenomena, corporate interests were pretty quick to pick up the scent and glom on to viralness for their own nefarious gains. The idea of a viral ad campaign must have seemed pretty hip and edgy when the first smartass marketing kid pitched it at some meeting, but it quickly became irksome and frustrating and just too damn much. That Russian guy trashing his office? Fake. The cellphone popcorn thing? Fake. Heck, even "Will It Blend" is, actually, advertising a blender. It's gotten to the point that people don't trust videos to be anything but viral marketing for something, to paraphrase our cynical initial reaction to the Montauk Monster photo. The marketing companies overplayed their hands on this one, taking what could have been occasionally fun extra components to more mainstream ad campaigns and just overdoing it to death. Like so much else in this developing world. (Remember when people actually opened spam mail? OK, maybe that never actually happened).

Turn On the TV, I Mean the Computer
People watch a lot of TV on the computer. I mean, not a ton. Not enough to ruin broadcast television (yet). But, like, people watch Hulu and things on iTunes and various networks' websites, and that stuff is much better produced than, like, that YouTube video where that one dude falls down. Virals were a distraction from other stuff on the computer, and now virals have just become that stuff on the computer. So what distracts us from that? Television! On, um, the computer. This may be more crackpot theory than tested technoanthropology, but it stands to reason that the slicker (and freer) real filmed internet content gets, the less relevance and urgency the amateur stuff will have.

This is not to say that people aren't watching viral videos. I mean, YouTube is totally super popular and there are still funny WTF videos on the onlines. But lately I've noticed that it's like bizarro foreign commercials and things of that ilk. The garage-made YouTube sensation may be a thing of the distant, two-year-old past.

Can't say I'm sad to see it go.

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<![CDATA[Lindsay Lohan's Facebook Page]]> Our favorite cocaine-dappled redhead, actress Lindsay Lohan, has a Facebook profile! But it's undercover... She goes by the name "Lindsay Ronson," using the last name of her friend (girlfriend perhaps??), DJ Samantha Ronson. She's friends with Marc Jacobs, his ex-fiancé (and former hooker) Jason Preston, The Hills' Lauren Conrad, model Jessica Stam, random internet socialite Cory Kennedy, and a whole host of other notable idiots. It's funny to see that all these loathsome people are connected, though I guess it makes some perfect cosmic sense in a way. Though maybe they don't all get along. She's friends with a "Hiilary Duff" (a notorious enemy) and, judging by her "Wall," she and model Lauren Hastings seem to be in some sort of fight. Also, as you can see from her "Status," she's totes serious about her new sober living ("It was 430 am!!!" she offers as cryptic explanation for something), even though she's been seen hard partying all over the place. Radar has two theories about the possibly "glassy-eyed" Long Islander). Find her "Wall" after the jump, plus, a profile picture of French toast and Parliament Lights (yum!), from Radar

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<![CDATA[Netflix Recommends Moses Movie For Lovers Of Death Wish 3]]> Speaking of God and marketing, here's a movie recommendation Netflix made to Sam. Because he enjoyed Death Wish 3, Netflix thought he would enjoy The Bible Collection: Moses.

This must be the one where Moses takes down the Pharaoh and his gang of thugs terrorizing the slums of Egypt. See, he waves his holy .457 magnum and the bullet parts the streetpunk's skin... — BEN POPKEN

Pssst! The Algorithm is Broken [Brief Essays With Pictures]
RELATED: The New IMDB Website Could Use Some Work

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<![CDATA['SNL' Rehearsals Webcast To Give Rare Insights Into Whatever Made Them Think That Sketch Was Good Enough To Air]]> snl-rehearsals - DefamerFor those of you for whom high hopes for Studio 60 were dashed by entire episodes revolving around the use of Final Draft format settings as a legitimate dramatic device, and who are hesitant to get too attached to 30 Rock, lest series asset Tracey Morgan should suddenly disappear for what characters will refer to as an "8 to 10 month sabbatical to shoot a direct-to-video remake of The Toy," there is now hope in the form of yet another "behind the scenes at an SNL-type sketch comedy show" project at NBC, set literally behind the scenes at SNL:

NBC is mulling broadcasting Friday night rehearsal sessions of "Saturday Night Live" on the Internet.

It's just one of the many scenarios the digital future could deliver, according to NBC Universal chief digital officer George Kliavkoff, who openly mused about the possibilities Wednesday at the Digital Entertainment Media & Marketing Excellence conference at the Hyatt Regency Century Plaza in Los Angeles.

"Sometimes it's a lot more interesting than the show," Kliavkoff joked, referring to the closed-circuit footage of "SNL's" Friday dry runs viewed at NBC headquarters. "It's something we watch on the cameras at 30 Rock."

We hope these are more than just the pie-in-the-sky musings of an NBC interactive executive: Beyond giving us valuable insights into emotional coping mechanisms employed by the show's young cast of performers to help them get through a dud sketch that will earn a smattering of mercy laughs, the "fly on the Studio 8H wall" effect of watching SNL rehearsals will also quickly weed out the able-bodied celebrity guest hosts—who can easily handle last minute dialogue changes for their hilarious, purse-shopping character Porsha—from the ones who panic and retreat into their shells, locking themselves into their dressing room to nervously yank out fistfulls of Barbie hair while chanting into a mirror, "You're still hot."

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<![CDATA[Trade Round-Up: AOL Still Exists, Charging For Crap You Don't Need]]> aol-guy.jpg· AOL struggles to find new reasons to justify its pointless existence in a broadband world by offering downloadable movies from most of the majors, set at the three price points of $19.99, $14.99 and $9.99, or crap, crappier and crappiest. [Variety]
· More online entertainment news—we know, it's too much sexy, you can't bear it. CBS will stream episodes of some of their series, such as The Unit and The Class, in the hope that eyeballs they've lost to computer porn might shift over to some of their shows once they're, uh, done with their computer porn business. [Variety]
· A national janitors' union presents their Golden Broom Awards for the "worst place for janitors to work." (Wouldn't a golden broom suggest excellence in the custodial arts? We would have gone with the Leaky Bucket Awards, but hey, not our gig.) Winners this year include NBC Studios, Universal Citywalk and Warner Music Group. Defamer commentators go wild with "Tom Cruise new career opportunity" jokes. [Variety]
· Gerard Butler and Hilary Swank will put their ambisexual chemistry to the test in P.S. I Love You, a movie we will not see because it is called P.S. I Love You. [THR]
· THR claims this year's Emmys arrive among "a din of disenchantment." Hey, if it makes you feel better, Emmy, we'll check you out. On TiVo. Well, we'll just fast forward to the Conan O'Brien bits and to see if Ellen Burstyn wins The Leaky Bucket the Emmy for her 14-second performance. [THR]

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<![CDATA[Nick Lachey-Endorsed Online Community Offers Certified Celebrity Friendship]]> yfly-lachey - DefamerWith the exercise ball endorsement racket not as lucrative as it once was, Nick Lachey has decided to look elsewhere for goods and services to which he can attach his name, which has evolved into a trusted brand synonymous with bad music and tabloid oversaturation. YFly, the latest venture to get the Nick Lachey stamp of approval, is a recent entrant into the crowded category of online communities. But where field leader MySpace may reign supreme with its sheer number of subscribers, it also suffers from a scourge of faked celebrity home pages. Not YFly, however, which guarantees "real celebrities, athletes, and artists - no posers!" among the "kick a** people" in its database. And how do you know your new friend is the "DaREALJessAlba," and not just some balding, middle-aged impostor preying on horny and gullible teenage boys? By marking their profiles "Certified Celebrity." Their brief FAQ explains how Lachey fits into the picture:

Who is behind YFly?

YFly was conceived by young entrepreneurs Drew Levin and Daniel Perkins while attending the University of Florida. Their vision to create the ultimate social network was accelerated when they met Nick Lachey through common friends and joined forces to bring YFly.com to life.

At the moment, Lachey's profile has only five friends, which is perhaps why his main photo has him casting down his head in shame. But with Levin and Perkins' visionary innovation of introducing systematic and authentic starfucking into the lawless wilderness of electronic social networking, we think it's only a matter of time before the virtual stalkers come knocking.

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<![CDATA[Amazon.com Makes Curating Your 'Shot In The Genitals' Film Festival Easy]]> shot-eye-odessa - DefamerWhile browsing for the DVD of the Charles Bronson/Lee Marvin fugitive fur-trapper classic Death Hunt on Amazon.com, Austin360.com's Dave Thomas discovered a feature he hadn't noticed before*: User submitted plot keyword tags, ranging from the extremely broad (clicking "Snow" brings you to 16 pages of wintry titles, including The Empire Strikes Back and, predictably, White Christmas) to the highly specific ("Shot In The Eye" conveniently aggregates movies, such as Saving Private Ryan and The Godfather, that feature a well-placed bullet in the peeper, though a separate tag exists for "Shot In The Genitals"). The classification system is highly useful, even if it tends to tread into the realm of obsessive excess: V for Vendetta, for example, gets 103 tags, and while it's helpful to remember that Fight Club and The Seven Samurai also feature someone having their head shaved, we think we were fine without having access to a list of titles that also make prominent use of a toilet.

*A reader points out the tags are imported from IMdB.

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<![CDATA[MTV In Bed With Bill Gates]]> mtvcrosoft.jpgTV networks are quickly realizing the necessity of aligning themselves with a major online content store. ABC and NBC made the obvious choice of an Apple/iTunes marriage, but MTV has decided to forego the shiny, white, easily-scratchable party, pairing its soon to launch URGE network with woefully unhip big meanie, Microsoft:

[...] MTV is betting that its global reach through more than 100 channels will vault URGE over competitors. MTV plans to offer music videos, television shows and 2 million song tracks through individual sales or a monthly subscription service. Specifics such as pricing and which songs and videos would be offered weren't disclosed.


MTV Networks Music Group President Van Toffler said the company, a unit of Viacom International Inc., allied itself with Microsoft because it wanted to exploit the flexibility and ubiquity of Microsoft's Media Player software, which comes preinstalled in the Windows operating system.

"[Apple Chief Executive] Steve Jobs has a point of view," Toffler said. "ITunes is about a digital storefront for a la carte downloads. Our goal is to create a utopian music community that keeps subscribers coming back."

We can hardly believe our good fortune, knowing a musical Garden of Eden awaits us and all it took was the pairing of one monopoly, Microsoft's plundering computer kingdom, with one media conglomorate, Viacom's plexus of teen famewhore opiating TV networks. It will be nothing short of a virtual Shangri La, where in place of eternal youth and happiness, you can watch an episode of Laguna Beach crash your computer.

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<![CDATA[Welcome to Googlewood]]>
The Great Internet Giants Battle for Hollywood is upon us, pitting interactive media colossus (and Gawker content bodysnatcher) Yahoo! against the indomitable, ubiquitous search-entity Google. Yahoo! struck first, hiring former co-chairman and co-chief executive of Warner Bros. Terry Semel to guide the company through the murky jungles of show business dealings.

But with news that Google has now hired a former entertainment executive to its board of directors, albeit from the very computer-friendly PIXAR, media watchers are saying the struggle for multimedia control of our lovingly crafted product could get bloody:

Ann Mather, 45, a former executive at Walt Disney and Pixar, becomes the first Google board member to come from the entertainment world. Mather, who was Pixar's chief financial officer from 1999 to 2004, will chair Google's audit committee.

Mather's appointment is a "potential harbinger" of things to come, as the major entertainment and Internet companies warily begin to embrace each other, said UBS Internet analyst Benjamin Schachter.

"Mather's appointment gives Google's board a media perspective that it currently lacks," said Schachter. "This is the first person on the board without a purely technological or academic background."

While the payoff potential is great, one must also consider what of ourselves we may lose in the exchange it could be less than a decade before the fanciful illustration above becomes a daily eyesore reality. And yet, as documented in the LA Times Yahoo! piece, Silicon Valley's laid back culture will most probably prove no match for the "Hollywood Way." We imagine within a few months of the media marriage, the once efficient and accurate search engine will start lazily spitting out "reimagined" results to queries that were popular twenty years ago.

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