Done.
What? Oh…what?
DONE YOU PUNK SUCKERS.
[update: WHY IS THERE NOT MORE FANFARE? There should be trumpets or something.]
Done.
What? Oh…what?
DONE YOU PUNK SUCKERS.
[update: WHY IS THERE NOT MORE FANFARE? There should be trumpets or something.]
I always hate hearing when a comic book doesn’t work out.
This is a response to Kieron Gillen’s Astonishing X-Men spinoff, S.W.O.R.D. and Rick Remender’s reimagining of the Marvel Sorcerer Supreme concept, Dr. Voodoo, both getting canceled with issue 5.
TV shows get canceled left and right, and it can be very frustrating. And when it comes to comic books, it probably should feel the same – a story with lots of potential cut down too quickly – but here’s the difference: Read more »
THREE CHAPTERS LEFT OH MY GOD I AM ALMOST FUCKING DONE!
More freelance film dramaturgy
This is the movie that I’m talking about here–the three-hour miniseries adaptation that the BBC did in 2006 [EDIT! Actually, this was the Sky Broadcasting Network; I do not understand how British TV works], not the book. I streamed it off of Netflix and here’s the thing: it wasn’t very good. But it does bring up some interesting questions/points about the nature of adaptation that I think are worth discussing.
I’m not going to skewer it (though I could, and it would probably be hilarious) because I like Terry Pratchett and so I consider all adaptations of his work to fall under the “Heart in the Right Place” exemption. Considered criticism to follow.
Five chapters.
Five fucking chapters left and I’m DONE.
I would like to see more dancing in the movies. I don’t know if this is an odd seepage of Bollywood conventions showing up from time to time (I’m not exactly Bollywood-schooled, so if anyone would like to chirp up, now’s the time), but I
like it, and would like more.
Both of this weekend’s movie selections, Gamer and 500 Days of Summer, were made incrementally better (not necessarily “good,” mind you; just “better than they had been in the moments before the dance number”) with the inclusion of a dance number out of nowhere.
February. February will see the publication of the first short story I ever sold.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
BLACK GATE 14, SUCKERS!
(Will write another post later; have a thing this morning.)