That’s Strange!
I know you all already knew that Benedict Cumberbatch will be playing Dr. Strange in the movies. And I know you’ve probably already seen the pictures from Entertainment Weekly.
And you know I don’t care, because I have an excuse to have a picture of Benedict Cumberbatch here, so ha!
At least he looks more like a Dr. Strange than he does a KHHHAAAAAAANNNN!
Happy holidays, y’all!
Merry Christmas to all my readers who celebrate it, and Happy Day Off to all my readers who don’t!
I hope you all have had a great year!
And may your houses not burn down from keeping the lights on all night.
‘Splosions galore: I finally saw Fury Road
A holiday tradition of mine is to wrap presents while watching a movie while my daughter is at her dad’s house. For several years, it was Returner, and then it was Hot Fuzz, and this year it was Mad Max: Fury Road, and my presents look just terrible because it was SO EXCITING.
During this part, I might or might not have peed my pants a little, it was so exciting.
I mean there were explosions here and explosions there and THE WORLD’S LONGEST CAR CHASE and character development, which was weird, because why would you even need character development with ALL THE SHOOTING GOING ON? Also, there was some sort of Truck of Rock Music that was powered by guitar riffs, which was AWESOME, and people fighting on swaying poles, and CHARLIZE THERON IS A GODDESS AND I LOVE HER.
Tom Hardy continues to do nothing for me, though, I’m sorry.
Anyway, it was really awesome, I and regret not going to see it in the theaters, but I will be seeing the new Star Wars some time after Christmas, and you can read all about my impressions here, but it’ll probably just be SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, because, yea! New Star Wars movie!
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Vote for me, or don’t!
Microfiction Monday is hosting voting for their 2015 Best-Of Anthology. If you vote for my story, “The Drowning Pool,” I could make it in!
Here’s a link to the voting: http://microfictionmondaymagazine.com/2015/12/15/2015-print-anthology-voting/
And here’s a link to the story:
http://microfictionmondaymagazine.com/2015/04/06/microfiction-monday-32nd-edition/
And here’s a picture of a dog looking hopeful:
Awwwww!
Of sailors and boredom
So, a long time ago, Herman Melville wrote this famous novel about a whale and obsession and sailors and all that and called it Moby Dick, as if it couldn’t be more obviously about penises.
“Heh. Penises.”
Anyhoo, it’s one of the great man vs. nature stories filled with metaphor and brilliance and it just bores me to tears, I’m sorry, I can’t stand it.
I do, however, love W. Francis McBeth’s band piece, “Of Sailors and Whales,” from whence I stole this post title.
And now it’s a movie! Except it’s a movie about the true story of Moby Dick, and it stars Thor (I think?) and Cillian Murphy (I’m positive), and there’s a lady whose only line is to tell her husband to come back safely, because this movie couldn’t be more obviously about penises.
“Nuh-uh, it’s about whales!”
The gist of the plot seems to be that a whale attacks their ship because whales are jerks, and then they try to survive on lifeboats while the whale continues to try to murder them, because whales are SUPER-jerks, and for some reason, another sailor points his gun at Probably Thor and tells him to admit he’s afraid and he says: “I will not.” But seriously, dude, it’s okay to be afraid of the Murder Whale, jeez. It’s not like people are going to think you’re less of a man or whatever.
Man, whales are such dicks.
And if you want to kiss your second mate, Cillian Murphy, well — no one could blame you for that either.
He’s just SO BEAUTIFUL.
So there you have it. A movie about whales. Definitely whales.
Hollywood Hates Me 