MAN ON THE RUN
In which I speak of gods and warm toast, while the doc attempts to convince me RAM was a good album:
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MAN ON THE RUN
In which I speak of gods and warm toast, while the doc attempts to convince me RAM was a good album:
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Predators serves as the aesthetic argument against slop. It looks and moves completely convincingly - that's not the problem. It is that there is nothing beneath the movement.
This is what it'll look like. This is what it'll FEEL like. Like nothing at all.
So it is nothing new - humans are entirely capable of creating slop - of aiming towards a perfect, but empty, surface.
TL:DR it is slop. There is no expression beneath the surface text. There is no 'there' there, and nothing for the brain to hook on to - thus it forgets an event of 'watching a movie' even happened as, technically, no event actually did.
So I was always confused by 2010's PREDATORS - a seemingly fine sci fi action movie that just... erased itself from my brain every time I watched it.
So I watched it (yet) again to get to the bottom of it. I did!
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Eye-oh-NIGH-ann, right?
S1 Ep03 The Hole Of The Leviathan
In this episode I meet a lovecraftian monster, and have a chat about the meaning of life.
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Season 1. Episode 3: The Hole Of The Leviathan
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Feeeets!
My bud's new story has the deep magics of being impossibly effortless to read.
Also fruity foot sex.
Anyway - they got to me.
I'm not too much of a fan of the surface prose style. A bit too prone to tangents, to easy exposition dumps rather than fully developed scenes, giving off a whiff of being written almost in real time.
But this, rarely for me, didn't really matter because the underlying world was so powerful.
That relentless moral heavy complexity makes when the expressions of love and care happen really mean something. They really break through.
Compare this to the mostly jolly Harry Potters - I never really felt Harry's parents' sacrifice. it was just back story to make Harry 'special'.
It is never interested in you ENJOYING all the magic stuff - the stakes are too important. Even most horror movies kind of want you to enjoy the fantasmagoria. Not here.
That lack of a simple, clean metaphysics of evil means there is no comfort in 'being a goodie' here. These aren't comforting books, but ones only interested in the weight of moral action.
And, it makes it clear, the war zone is all around us. Certainly in my reading the books are all about privilege, class and the terrible bargains we make to gain advantage.
And, further, it makes it clear that EVERY act of evil is done purely to try and protect your kids, and we all do it.
It is not the pat feel-good adventuring hero larks of many, and it is not edgy feel-bad in a teenage goth nihilism way.
It is more an exploration of 'caring in a war zone', and of pushing out the idea of the responsibility that comes with power out to the very edges of the world.
I've been reading the Scholomance trilogy by Naomi Novik and it has hit me hard.
A wizard girl tries to survive wizard school - which has a 60% mortality rate.
Yes, it is technically a YA wizard-school dark academia type thing - but it is far heavier, far more morally serious than others.
How fresh was the banana?
S1, EP02: The Worry Dolls
A lot of people have sheepishly admitted that they use The Lost Cat to go to sleep to, but honestly I find myself quite proud of the reputation. Comforting? Relaxing? I’ll take it!
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You're welcome.
This is the very first episode of The Lost Cat, released all the way back in 2014, and it would be best to see it as a pilot episode. A very good start to what the series would very soon become.
I’m re-releasing my audiodrama The Lost Cat onto youtube, one a week, give or take, and I am using this as an excuse to write a few words about the stories and the making of them as I go.
I hope you will join me as I go.
I must admit i find some delight in the absolute hate-on us nice left-ish cinephiles have for Emereld Fennell.
It is like she is a greek myth come to life, where she can attain remarkably unlikely levels of success but only at the cost of being absolutely LOATHED.
But doctor, I wrote the terrible books!
Dammit, you're gonna make me read a book. ;)
This is giving me unlikely ideas of what happens in the second half of Wuthering Heights.
"it was like a great shadow, in the middle of which was a dark form, of man-shape maybe, yet greater; and a power and terror seemed to be in it and go before it. […]
‘Ai! ai!’ wailed Legolas. ‘A Balrog! A Balrog is come!’"
Well, gosh.
