Note: here be spoilers for Diana Gabaldon’s Outlander series.
In the introductory post to this series, I mentioned that I was new to romance as a genre in part because I had some internalized-misogyny-type snobbery about it for a long time. Even so, though, in practice I’ve always enjoyed romantic stories, which is why cross-over type novels were on my radar a long time before standard romances made it into my world. Cross-overs from historical fiction, in particular, are things I’ve been reading for a long time and pretending they weren’t romance novels because they had, you know, research behind them.
Thor: Ragnarok is out on Blu-ray today, which seems like a good time to revisit this fall release with a few thoughts on the film. After two viewings and time for reflection in between, it’s finally somewhat easier to position a critical response to the November blockbuster from Marvel Studios than it was at the time of release, but an ultimate sense of ambiguity remains. Yes, it was fun, yes I left the theater feeling oddly disappointed–both are true.
Well kids, I don’t know about YOU, but I am thoroughly excited about the trailer for Westworld S2. This series was the best surprise of last year, and believe me, I am full of longer-form thoughts about it.
CNN seems to have some ominous news for those of us in the Northeastern US (or perhaps this is news for another realm altogether?) this morning, with this juxtaposition of images and headline on their homepage. Stormy, with an 80% chance of wights?
A conversation with the fabulously versatile painter Heather M Morris.
I first encountered Heather M Morris’s work a couple years ago, when I stumbled by chance upon her show at a coffeeshop in Somerville, MA. I made certain to find and view every painting on display before I left, and was enthralled by her skill at capturing not just the likenesses but the personalities of the genre characters she chose as her subjects.
We know what characters are: the fictional personae that populate our pages and screens. We know what actors are too: the paid professionals who portray those characters on screens and stages. A squishier grey area in the middle is populated by two (frequently overlapping) concepts: the actor’s “public persona” (the image they project when they are in the public eye as “themselves,” which is not entirely unperformative) and the “actor text,” or valance of associations from prior roles that tend to attach themselves to performers.
Working in a store that carries toys of any kind comes with a fair amount of dealing with kiddos. Adding to that, for the most part, comics have been viewed as a medium for kids for a long time. Perhaps when comics were sold for a dime at the rack beside the register, it was easy to count on the fact that you could hand it off to your kids. Captain America would never do anything bad. Superman is the ultimate good guy. You can trust them with your kids. Even then, though, comics had a tendency to get a little… unsuitable for kids.