Showing posts with label stunt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stunt. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Liquid Mountaineering



The simple rule of the internet is don't believe your eyes, or - at the very least - take a second look. If you work for a media company, that goes double. But, just like Oprah got trolled about 9000 penises ("Oprah 9000" YouTube search), occasionally something plausible is taken as proof of something outlandish. Who doesn't want to believe some mild-mannered euro-dudes discovered they could run on water with special shoes and hard work?

That's exactly the moment when you have to stop and think about the amazing catch that ball girl made or people cooking things with their cellphones.

And remember... nobody fucks with the Jesus.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Highest Heights



One of my favorite films of 2008 was Man on Wire. While this BASE jump is perhaps less complicated to execute than the world's craziest tightrope walk, I'm no less impressed by the dedication, the disregard for authority, and the symbiotic obsession of being first and highest.

Also, check out last April's entry on wingsuits and the Ueli Gegenschatz lecture on TED. You won't be disappointed.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Inspiring Bicyclist



Whether you're fearing for his life or simply in awe of his talents, Danny MacAskill demands to be watched. Band of Horses playing in the background doesn't hurt either.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Skate-tris

Wouldn't you like to know what were these skateboarders were smoking when they decided to rig themselves up as neon Tetris pieces?

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Just Mob It



In the Age of Irony, the flash mob is a troublesome brainchild. Conceived to poke fun at hipsters and conformity, this mockery mob-ishness has been hijacked by those savvy Swedes as a tribute to the late King of Pop. For all the cheap jokes we've slung in Michael Jackson's direction over the years, it's easy to see that these people are dancing for anything but irony's sake. These performances are like human fireworks. They don't try to drag out the whole song; they get the point across in less than two minutes. And then, as if nothing had ever happened, they disappear into the crowd.

I could think of no better way to commemorate the strange man who gave us such ridiculously catchy music and some flippin' sweet dance moves.