“When everyone is special, no one is.”
That line from The Incredibles used to sound cynical.
Now it sounds like a job description.
Every student can download a template.
Every junior can slap a LUT on a render.
Every tool screams “democratization” while quietly erasing the craftsman.
So we build bigger explosions.
Add more particles.
Push more pixels.
Trying to shout through a crowd where everyone is already screaming.
But spectacle doesn’t scale.
Not really.
Spectacle, like silence, is rare by design.
You don’t remember how many dragons flew.
You remember the one that landed and waited.
You remember silence. Tension. A shadow across a soldier’s face.
You remember when everything held its breath.
That's the thing about VFX.
It’s not about making things look big.
It’s about making moments feel real.
The illusion was never the point.
Belief was.
So if you’re still here, still comping, tracking, tweaking, and fighting for that 1-pixel shift, just know:
You’re not chasing attention.
You’re rebuilding trust.
In a world that forgot how to believe,
you’re the one reminding them:
Magic was never real.
But wonder always was.
And some of us still earn it.

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