Soft of belly,
sharp of claw,
from my hand
some blood
you draw.
Sop it up
with a lick.
Now you have
a taste for Vic.
Glower, glare,
give me the eye
imagining
a person-pie.
Vicious killer
in orange fur!
I pick you up;
you start to purr.
A Lesson from Absurdist Academia
This is what happened to me recently at West Georgia Technical College in Carrollton, Georgia. No names have been changed because these are the facts. No libel or slander is committed because what is presented here is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. I post this as witness and warning to others who might seek employment at this institution. This post will not be deleted as it is protected by the First Amendment freedom of speech and freedom of the press.
The Man in the High Castle: Anticipating Season 3
Amazon’s amazingly relevant serial adaptation of Philip K. Dick’s classic novel, The Man in the High Castle, is slated to return on October 5th. My expectations have been severely diminished by revelations in a new teaser.
Spoilers ahead.
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Solo Flops & Confirms My Hypothesis
The failure of Solo: A Star Wars Story adds considerable weight to my argument that consumers of popular media crave original stories about original characters with original plots expressed in tight arcs. Sticking someone else in Harrison Ford’s clothes, in Harrison Ford’s ship, and with Harrison Ford’s Wookie simply doesn’t cut it. Originality counts.
The same lack of originality is what condemned Feig’s Ghostbusters reboot to a mediocre box office haul. Ditto Marvel’s efforts to wow fans by breaking lore in order to put new faces in old costumes–it simply didn’t work because it was a cheap gimmick that lacked vision.
Again, originality counts.
The Discrete Life
The Discrete Life
by Victor T. Cypert
estivation
precipitation
reanimation
mastication
procreation
dehydration
reiteration
An Observation about Advertising
So if you’ve listened carefully to science fiction movie trailers over the past 30 or so years, there’s a sound effect that’s used–a grand, sweeping, heavy bass orchestral hit that I can only express in writing as “BWAAA.” It’s grossly overused in SF movie trailers.
A Dark Song
Few films have ever moved me to tears, but this is one of them. (CONTAINS SPOILERS)
