TALICIA SENT THIS TO ME AND IT’S MY NEW FAVORITE THING!!!! Now that that’s out of my system, we can forge ahead with business for the week. The analysis for the week… I’m not going to lie, I’m …Continue reading →
So this week marks Valentine’s Day, which, honestly, is just a sanctioned excuse to buy candy. Even better: the day after the holiday, we can get it for half price. Win for everyone. This week, in honor of …Continue reading →
The title has absolutely nothing to do with today’s trailer. Or maybe it does, if peripherally. The trailer for the latest installment in the Star Wars franchise dropped during the Superbowl, and every football fan who fancies themselves a sci-fi nerd had something to salve their crushed spirits – that is, if they were a Patriots fan or disappointed that Justin Timberlake didn’t have another wardrobe malfunction to make the halftime show interesting.
Now, we get to see the backstory for the smuggler turned resistance fighter who zoomed into our hearts in the Millennium Falcon with a wookie for a co-pilot. I don’t really have much to say about it. I’m sure that’s disappointing for those of you riveted to my hard-hitting commentary, but it’s late and my boyfriend keeps trying to show me videos on Reddit. Suffice to say, that the trailer makes me a little suspicious as to if they will try to show some tragic backstory with a lost love, which kind of takes away from the tough-talking rogue who fell for a badass Princess Leia. Somehow, I liked it better that he was just a scoundrel indebted to a Jabba the Hutt mob boss and was motivated by profit. No doubt there was good in him, or he wouldn’t have been won over to Luke and Leia’s cause. But I don’t know if there was any idealism in it. He just liked them in spite of himself and was always up for giving the reigning authority a good poke in the eye. And then he fell in love…
But maybe I’m just too jaded. Or too sleepy to get terribly worked up over it.
Hey, apparently, there’s a big sports thing going on today. Zero. Fucks. Given. This week, we’re headed for some Netflix. Not quite at the Netflix and chill level yet, peeps (I’m owed at least one more pizza. I …Continue reading →
Ever have one of those weeks where you set out to be productive but then Netflix releases something and you just sort of sit, transfixed, like bug drawn to a zapper? One minute, you’re you. The next minute, you’ve just …Continue reading →
You’ve probably already seen the trailer for the upcoming movie about Sarah Winchester and her infamous mansion. You may even have visited it for yourself. I’ve never personally witnessed it, but I’ve been fascinated by it ever since I saw a documentary about it years ago (I forget the name of the production). Legend has it that Sarah was haunted by the spirits of those murdered by the very instrument that was said to have won the West – such “winning” came at the bloody expense of the Native American tribes doomed to stand in the way of Manifest Destiny.
As a result, there’s a lot of social commentary to unpack here, and I’ve found one such article that has done it better than I could. Was Sarah was building her house to appease the spirits who haunted her now that she had inherited her husband’s $20,000,000 stake in the Winchester fortune? That’s obviously the theory that is dramatized for the upcoming film starring Helen Mirren. Others assume she was merely keeping carpenters and artisans employed out of a sense of noblesse oblige. Her reclusive and eccentric nature coupled with a nation grappling with his legacy of violence helped fuel the stories of a cursed woman. In my opinion, such a story would have been a powerhouse in the hands of someone like Guillermo del Toro; his early movies are a master class in using ghosts to portray collective national trauma (the linked video is well worth a watch). However, it doesn’t look as though that will be the approach. Jump scares and a terrorized Sarah Winchester a la Insidious or Poltergeist seem to be on the menu. Hopefully, I’m wrong. The subject matter and leading actress are enough reason to draw me to the theater. But I would have liked a telling that left me unsettled and sad. Because we have yet to exorcise our nation’s ghosts.
I had intended to do a Saturday Short yesterday, but I hosted a children’s sleepover party the night before. Plan as you might, you’re never fully prepared for preteen girls scarfing cupcakes. Lately, I’ve been trying to get …Continue reading →
I’ve reached the point in the season where half the time, I’m sick, and the other half, I’m not interested in piling up with layers to go anywhere. So basically what I’m saying is that I’m not planning on leaving …Continue reading →
As I type this, you region is most likely pulling itself out of the downward spiral that was the temperature drop this week. Feel free to bitch about the weather – it was fucking cold this weekend. I think we’re …Continue reading →
So last week, I was going to post, but then my grandmother died. It was not a fun way to spend Christmas. I’m still not 100%, but that will take a little bit. In the meantime, we’re going to move …Continue reading →