Judges and Courts sometimes figure things out quite well...
Kudos.
The defendant in the “Adam Sandler downloader” case has had another win, in a long-running a case over whether or not he downloaded the movie “The Cobbler”. The original case against Thomas Gonzales of Oregon was thin from the get-go: Cobbler Nevada, as copyright owner, got Comcast to identify Gonzales as the lessee of the IP …
Granted, not the greatest thespian. Not a great challenger to Steve McQueen, Tom Hardy, Peter OToole et al. Never starred in a Kubrick, probably won’t be in the next Fincher, Villeneuve or even Tarantino.
But if it was him or a Tranformer movie, I’d know my pick. Ditto the latest installments of a certain Disney franchise. Click and Spanglish were even halfway clever but most of his movies, even if quite lowbrow are fine as formulaic un-intellectual comedies.
Seems kinda snooty to always pick on him. There’s plenty worse stupidity on the screen nowadays, including many that take themselves way more seriously.
But if it was him or a Tranformer movie, I’d know my pick.
It could be worse. Last summer I went to a drive-in movie theater, and they'd changed the bill at the last minute. I ended up accidentally having to sit through the Mighty Morphing Power Rangers. All I can say is that I was very glad I had lots of alcohol to hand. Compared to that, an Adam Sandler movie is f*cking Citizen Kane.
'Seems kinda snooty to always pick on him. There’s plenty worse stupidity on the screen nowadays, including many that take themselves way more seriously.'
Tell that to the person (who ever that is). I don't think it's the Reg that orchestrated the legal farce.
I got an email from a firm apparently given access to my records by BT.
Something about Fast and Furious four being downloaded from my IP address.
After being informed by the rest of the house that:
a, they'd got it already
b, they'd got subscriptions to site so why download
c, 'fuck off, that one's shit
I ignored the email and still haven't had the joy of informing someone that I share my IP address with anyone else with a BT login who could even be my neighbour.
"I ignored the email and still haven't had the joy of informing someone that I share my IP address with anyone else with a BT login who could even be my neighbour."
I thought these cloudy WiFi sharing things were supposed to offer up a different IP address to external users so that you are not responsible for policing what unknown users do on your connection.
Does this mean that anyone running a teeny tiny tor exit node is safe from accusations based on IP address?
If this were to be followed in the UK, would it also cover people who have a BT and allow a bit of their connection to be used by the BT cloud thing that is cluttering the 2G wifi round my way?
Flywheel, you've just given me an idea. Hack IoT toilets to create a botnet that downloads Adam Sandler movies over and over consuming all available bandwidth, bytes stored to /dev/null. This would a) save any poor sod from accidently downloading 90 minutes of Sandler arse gravy and b) what better receptacle for the job?
I think the lack of need for NATting is one of the things preventing IPV6 wider adoption, myself. Maybe not the main thing, but it's there.
I'm super grateful that it's kinda hard to see my LAN through it, and really, little to nothing here needs to be directly accessible by the net at large. Responses to HTTP(s) requests - via NAT - are more than plenty.
Understandable mistake- turns out the video that guy had downloaded was "The Gobbler". Despite it featuring numerous cocks (#), Sandler isn't in *that* particular film.
The guy apparently claimed "I might have downloaded The Gobbler, but I draw the line at anything featuring Adam Sandler."
Anyway, I guess one could say that the company's case is a load of...
(puts sunglasses on)
...nonsense.
YEEEEEAAAAA..... whatever.
(#) Of course, a heartwarming tale about a lonesome turkey's attempt to get along with his friends is inevitably going to include plenty of cocks, as well as a supporting cast of hens. What else would a film called "The Gobbler" be about, after all?