It must be love, love, love.

Part of me knows that I should not even be writing about Uwe Boll. If everybody stopped writing about Uwe Boll, stopped talking about him and stopped giving his movies any attention, even the negative feedback, maybe he would just go away.

But the interview on Wired got me thinking. Boll has a point there. He isn't the new Ed Wood. Ed Wood is enjoyable and loveable. And Boll has yet another point, namely that Ed Wood and his career were heavily romanticed after his death, and we see him through rose-coloured glasses. This is not just due to the Tim Burton movie, though.
It is just so easy to romantice Ed Wood. He had this immense enthusiasm, but sadly no talent, no budget and no good actors hat his disposal. He struggled to make movies against all odds, and they were bad movies in every sense of the word, but Ed Wood was at least following his dream. I get the impression of unconditional love from his movies. Yes, this is an oversimplification of this man's life and career, a romanticed image that formed during the decades after his death. It doesn't matter.
How will we remember Uwe Boll? An arrogant, untalented bully, an immature jerk who spewed verbal insults at his critics. Who made videogame adaptations that made the fans of the original games cringe in pain. Who had money, good actors and special effects, and still made abysmal movies. Who made abysmal movies, but still managed to get money for more projects.

While Ed Wood can be made into a symbol of the spirit that should drive Hollywood, Uwe Boll can be considered a symbol for everything that is wrong with the industry.
A capitalistic, greedy, unartistic production machine that ruins everyhing that it touches, enabling crap to clod the cinemas while good low-budget projects have to struggle for attention, leaving nobody satisfied except for the investors and the creators (given that all they care for is profit, of course).

That aside, I just cannot decide with Uwe Boll. He can't be serious, can he? He must be doing this on purpose, creating this persona of the dumb, arrogant jerk? But why? How can he live with himself, and is this really the way he wants to be remembered?