If I were Mark Zuckerberg’s mother, I wouldn’t want to see the movie The Social Network with any of my friends. Even if my son were a 26-year-old billionaire, his lying, stealing, deceitfulness, and wickedness, especially to his best college buddy, would embarrass me. (This is assuming the movie is factually correct!)
Mark invented Facebook (well, he didn’t exactly invent it; it was someone else’s idea, which he brought to life behind their backs).
The movie is disturbing because there are no heroes, only victims. The girls Mark dated are victims. To quote the girl who breaks up with him in the first scene: “You’re going to go through life thinking that girls don’t like you because you’re a geek. And I want you to know, from the bottom of my heart, that that won’t be true. It’ll be because you’re an asshole.”
Mark’s friend, Eduardo, is a victim, because he believed Mark was a friend.
The Winklevoss twins, fellow Harvardites (Harvardtonians?), are victims because they took Mark at his word when he said “count me in,” after they revealed to him their idea for a social networking site. (At least they collected $65 million from a lawsuit.)
Mostly, Mark is a victim…of himself. He may be a “genius” (whatever the heck that means), he may have created a cultural phenomenon, and he may be a billionaire (I mentioned that already), but if he’s nearly as insecure, humorless, greedy and vindictive as the movie portrays, he needs to use some of his billions for a live-in therapist.
Older people have repeatedly asked Jesse Eisenberg, who plays Mark, how he could play such a mean-spirited character, according to an article in today’s New York Times. But young people don’t react the same way, Jesse said. They think Mark is just plain cool.