Good news, everyone! Another Red Piller has made another terrible short film!
“Naughty Nomad,” a Red Pill travel writer who claims to be known as “The Indiana Jones of Pussy,” has produced a not-quite nine-minute film called I Can Do Better. As he explains it on his website, the little drama “explores themes like hypergamy, female entitlement and spinsterhood.” So if you’re into all that you are in luck!
I don’t want to spoil anything, but rest assured that in the film an old woman apparently sort of regrets rejecting some dudes back when she was younger.
The film isn’t as technically, er, challenged as Davis Aurini’s masterpiece Lust in the Time of Heartache, nor does it include any play-fighting ninjas in fedoras and ill-fitting suits. But it makes up for these deficiencies with some awesomely inept acting — and a script that seems to have come straight from the Red Pill subreddit.
In the film, set in the present day, a young woman named Sonia with an assortment of hair styles rejects a succession of suitors, declaring each time that she could “do better.” (Evidently she is supposed to be aging, as everyone knows that young women with shoulder-length black hair eventually mature into women with long blonde hair.)
In the final scene, also seemingly set in the present day, Sonia has suddenly been transformed into an old woman. But she’s up to her old tricks, rejecting a similarly old suitor because she still thinks she can “do better.” At least that’s what she tells her son and his family, who are waiting in her apartment to drink coffee and eat cookies with her.
But then they suddenly vanish. See, they were imaginary, because no woman who rejects dudes that other people think they should be grateful to date can ever hope to have children.
Apparently this is supposed to be a sad ending, at least for her, even though she gets to eat all of the cookies herself.
There is also a Russian version of the film, in case you were wondering, “hey, is there a Russian version of this film?” Though I’m not sure why you would be wondering that, frankly.
H/T — TheBluePill subreddit


@Kimakhya:
I can’t wait for that one guy to “translate” that song into modern vernacular, complete with random tangents into false rape accusations and outdated yet relatively modern awkward references.
But yeah, in the land of misogyny there is nothing new under the sun.
O/T @ James Yakura
OMG! That made me laugh 😀
Have you seen Bryn Terfel’s 1997 performance where he’s hitting on Donna Elvira? (Non-opera peeps – The Catalogue Aria is a catalog of Don Giovanni’s conquests sung by his servant, Leporello, to Donna Elvira, who was seduced and abandoned by the Don.)
I can’t help but feel the PUAs could learn something about polish and refinement from the Don. And, well, he gets pulled down to hell by his father at the end. I can’t think of many more deserving groups of people.
Here’s the creepy, but beautifully sung, Terfel’s version. 🙂
http://youtu.be/FOeC5N1fVJ8
If this is how these toolbags communicate with women, much less other people it’s no wonder they’ve got problems and blame women for all of their troubles.
sheesh. I don’t get it.
Maybe this woman does die alone. Big deal, that’s on her. Don’t shame her into a loveless sexless marriage with someone she’s not into.
* Clarification: pulled down to hell by the graveyard statue of the Commendatore, father of one of his “conquests”, Donna Anna.
Who says opera isn’t fun!
“Naughty Nomad,” a Red Pill travel writer who claims to be known as “The Indiana Jones of Pussy,” So he works for a museum that displays …cats?
He goes around asking old ladies to get on this pedestal?
He is a curator for those pocket vaginas?
Yeah, opera’s a hoot. Don Giovanni is one of my favorite mozart works.
Always nice to see the PUA get his comeuppance.
*notes thread, looks around room* well, it’s too bad the latest lover didn’t work out, because trying to translate Don Giovanni while it was sung to me was always fun, but hey, friends > incompatible lovers. And, from left to right:
Nivi the axolotl — should live another decade, or more.
Lots o’ fish — some will only live a few years, some could live a decade (or more, anyone know of any captive clown loaches that have died from something besides illness or a dead filter/equipment? Cuz I don’t)
Darwin the tortoise — half a century, easy, could have another 70+ years in him
I’m gonna very probably be outlived by my tortoise, and a fair number of the rest might see my 40th birthday. Somehow, turning 30 this summer, unmarried, just doesn’t seem so bad! And if I ever have the urge, and money, to travel, I’m sure I could find someone to drag along! (Pripyat is so on the list, and I’m taking pecunium to translate.)
Oh and guess who gets all the cookies? Whomever I call to come get some when I accidentally bake 3 dozen!
How many of these guys have ditched a woman because they won’t “put out” quickly enough or have cellulite or some equally shallow shit?
Guy #1 is actually pretty tall, it looks like.
Guy#2 DOES seem boring, and also seems like a doormat. If you don’t want to buy those two women drinks…then don’t…..
Guy #3….I’m sure the “you are too old” statement would have come about well before a year of dating the person.
The woman in this “film” also seems to have some serious depression issues that she should take care of before worrying about dating…
Oh. And David. A woman with short black hair can become a woman with long, blond hair. It’s called cutting and dyeing. Just a though 😛
Sorry–no ninjas means I can’t be bothered.
Huh. So now I’ve watched the short with sound.
The acting… is pretty bad, and the voices are kinda obviously dubbed and out of sync. I could deal with them pretty easily as long as I imagined Sonya as a female Tommy Wiseau.
The whole repeating “I can do better” thing felt more forced with every scene. With the first two, she was saying it to her friend. Ok, that sorta kinda can work. The third time though, she says it to the guy who proposed to her. Who… who does that?
The dialogue was terrible. Particularly bad were the people Sonya was talking to about “doing better”; it’s like they had red pillers operating them like a puppet (which they pretty much did). The first scene is hilarious knowing that the film-maker was the dude. “How could you not want to date him? He’s strong and kind and buys puppies for orphans and has women lined up around the block wanting to be with him!”
The ending? I skimmed it the first time and watched it without sound, so watching it for real turned out so much more bizarre than I thought it would. She goes and hugs her grandchild and son and his wife, they chat good-naturedly about her love life, she doesn’t want to get serious, and then… they just fade out? And she’s served imaginary people drinks and cookies? What?
Ok, past the surface reactions. I have an extremely strong suspension of belief, so once I put the bad acting and bad writing into the “The Room”-bad bin in my brain, I started seeing the characters as actual people interacting. I started seeing Sonya as a woman that was afraid of commitment, rather than a woman that was arrogant or picky. Her expression during the proposal scene was almost one of horror, and the way she was rejecting each guy was with really stereotypical things (“he’s too short/too boring/too old/too poor?”). It definitely wasn’t a portrayal of a woman too confident in herself to settle second best; especially at the end, her body language was steeped in insecurity.
Yes, this was a short made with an agenda. Maybe the guy wanted to show that all women who don’t get married when they’re young inevitably break down mentally as well as physically, but I just couldn’t get that message from the movie itself. I saw a particular woman interacting, with no grand moral about all women or message except pity at her situation. The “I can do better line” was so forced that my brain just ignored it, or treated it as another example of an excuse Sonya was using to avoid relationships that she really did want.
“Lust in the Time of Heartache” was so over-the-top goofy that I couldn’t take anything in it seriously. This one actually came close to portraying flawed people interacting with each other, albeit in a superficial Soap Opera way. (I had to laugh at the proposal guy. “You’re too old.” “:O… But I could give you anything you want! You are tearing me apart Sonya!”)
The result was something I interpreted in a very different way that just reinforces to me how alien the redpiller mindset is. I’m sure where I saw flawed and struggling human beings and an increasingly insecure and lonely woman, redpillers saw betas and gammas getting trod upon by a wicked feminist harpy that got her just deserts.
*boggles*
As a man, I don’t see why you’d want a woman to settle for you because she can’t do any better. Don’t you want someone who wants you?
Guy #2 made me really uneasy for some reason. He seemed the most like a “Nice Guy ™” that would snap at any moment when rejected, at least until he walked to the bar and drama’d all over it. Did anyone else see that jaw clench?
How did he afford to get Aubrey Plaza to play the lead?
Yeah, Kirby, he even looks a bit like a newer Patrick Bateman…
Which is to say, pretty handsome, actually, but creepy as fuck.
Is it just me, or is this projection? Dying alone, cut off from friends and family, nothing but regrets to keep you company — that seems like the natural end of a PUAs career.
Hell, Roosh looks like he’s halfway there already.
@ contrapangloss – D’oh! That didn’t even occur to me. Guess I’m cleverer than I thought!
Humph. Needs more ghosts.
@Soup or Man?
He’s kinda got the “fake geek guy” aesthetic doesn’t he? Take a conventionally attractive dude and put big goofy glasses and a sweater on him?
@Sir Bodsworth Rugglesby III:
It’s not just you. Actually that struck me as really odd; why is a dude who’s life revolves around one-night stands and short-term relationships making a movie about a person who refused to settle down and is now alone and sad? What if his short actually worked and women all over the world refused to date anyone who wouldn’t end up marrying them?
Kirbywarp, I suspect he would have no issue at all in lying about wanting to marry to get his dick wet, as they say. And if she falls for it, it’s just because she’s a stupid slut.
So its ‘make them afraid so they lower their standards’? Trouble is of course that it is not that scary being ‘on your own’ because not being in a LTR is not end all of life, AND, as the manosphere is so keen on going on about ad nauseam women get pregnant all the time without having a LTR, and contrary to their belief it is perfectly possible to raise children as a lone parent, or even in other family set ups quite bizarre and extraordinary to the average manospherian.
I had an online spat with a man (re dv) the other day, and as soon as I mentioned raising my sons on my own it was ‘you’ll teach them to be white knights’ and ‘I might have guessed’. Just because lone parents struggle more does NOT mean we are all raising criminals and lowlifes! Or indeed white knights!
On a completely unrelated note I just held my breath to get rid of hiccups – it never works, but always hopeful – and it worked! Tip: hold your breath until you feel like you are going to burst!
Could I ask what is so wrong about raising white knights?
My dad always used to push my ears upwards as I slowly drank a glass of water. If you laughed it didn’t work.
I have no idea if it actually works often or not, but I remember it being pretty reliable.
I got about halfway through the video before giving up, but…are they actually mad that a woman rejected a man for being too old for her? This is the crowd that rejects women who are younger than them by five to ten years for being too old. The hypocrisy here, man.
Also, I can’t imagine anyone turning down a proposal the way that she did, unless maybe the relationship wasn’t actually that serious and it really seemed to come out of left field.
My hiccup cure: take a glass of water, put a put of lemon juice in it (it doesn’t work for me without this!), and drink while holding your nose closed. Singing along with Emilie Autumn’s Opheliac and trying to get it right tends to work, just because off the impressive diaphragm control she’s got!