Posted on 10/02/10 08:38 PM
Languid techno formulas, obnoxious troubleshooting ideas, and revolutionary Friendster cheats flood Mark Zuckerberg?s busy head. Stern looking and strinkingly skinny, Mark has the talent of a mini-Einstein, a ruler of geekdom at Harvard University. Many do not recognize the Rebook-wearing, pajama-stealing and bum-looking student at such prestigious grounds, but many do recognize his creation of the savvy Facebook. In David Fincher?s gloomy and grainy The Social Network, a young billionaire is scrutinzed with an extreme social-based enivorment where outcasts growl for pretty girls and school campuses drool for swashbuckling parties. Socially awkward Mark and his interpretation of power is taint because of his definitions of acceptance, motivation, and sacerfise.
Oastracized and isolated, troubled Mark tries his best to be accepted by programming a virtual network. Ironically, his perception of interacting with others is equivalent to a profile pic and a realtionship status on screen. Beneath an Ivy-leauge and fancy foundation, Harvard dives deeper into the college definition of fitting in. Mark swears himself to be invited in exclusive disco nights and the secretive Pheonix Club. Insufficed with his own idea of interaction, Mark realizes that the only way to open new doors and VIPs is the invention of a revoltuionary idea. Hacking into the school?s system and outlining Facebook?s fate, Mark finds himself into more distance because of his latest creation; still running his mouth about geek-things and robotics, Mark cannot find the answer to the never-ending formula of how to socialize with others. He drives the idea of builidng an empire towards a deadend since the na´ve dream of ?distinct and cool and fun and hot invitations?? is much too eager and silly. While he encodes a drainy equation when updating a site about socializing, Mark cannot apply ?liking? and ?tagging? into his own personal wall.
For Mark, the dangerous seedling of motivation grows chatoically. While his Facebook creation goes viral and wild, buisness deals, advertising ideas, and more contracts contribute to his obsessed and claustrophobic nature. Mark is ?in a word, paranoid and blind like a workaholic gone wrong?? because of his feeling to be recognized. His appearance is bright and cunning, but inside, a dissatistication abrupts his success on making the second-most-visited site. The feelings of having to tweak and fix Facebook?s glitches overflows his own social life; soon, his eagerness to become the next popular Bill Gates is struck down because of his monster creation. Throughout his expierences, Mark consistently ignores his mawkish colleagues, meticulous schoolwork and fellow students to dedicate Facebook?s evolutionary process. Absurdity and ridicule suck the film?s style simply because of Mark?s counterpointed beliefs of interacting via web versus via face-to-face.
Once his obsessive rubber band snaps in the cold, Mark narrows his choices of spreading Facebook?s name with selfish sacerfises. His one and only friend, Eduardo constantly massages Mark?s stressful neck with his new ideas of buisness, CEO deals, and programming filters. Though, once Mark encounters womanizer and tycoon Sean Parker, the pathway to a sin-free and happily-ever-after Genesus explodes. Stressed about his co-workers? liability, unsurprisingly Mark pulls a nasty prank on his best bud just to expand Facebook?s global empire. Sean?s swindle skills implant inside Mark?s narrowed mind that simply screams for more smart buisness deals and formal meetings. Inside his love life, Erica dumps Mark because of his inconsistent measures of knowing the line between selfishness and self-image. Just for Facebook?s popularity, Mark costs Eduardo?s CFO position for dirty Sean and loses a clingy crush for ?thinking all for yourself?You?re a nerd, yes, but you?re mostly hated because you?re an asshole.?
Friending someone, tagging one?s photo, and writing on a celeb?s wall is not the universal framework Fincher tries to assay. Inciting and interlocking, Facebook?s creation is part of Mark?s damaged background during the painful process of trying to pull popularity?s strings, being engulfed by an idea that contrasts his own personal life and losing everlasting friends just to replenish a will-be-epheremel phenomanon. Mark may win the big fat lottery, but empires eventually destruct and destroy. For the youngest billionaire, gaining power is merely realized by biased and blashemy components that only revolves around them. But there is always a point of sanity and settlement even for a tangled and egocentric CEO like Mark.