I wasn’t terribly impressed, but that’s almost entirely due to what I thought was a lackluster, paint-by-numbers score. The actors tried their best, and I can’t fault them, but there’s only so much one can do with songs that are boring and predictable. Minus about two thirds of the score, it would have been a better…

So... Nellie Bly, instead of being a reporter, in a day and age where women didn’t do that, and instead of doing gritty undercover investigative journalism, again, in a day and age where *women didn’t do that,* is going to be a damsel in distress. Charming. Just absolutely bloody charming.

THE GUESTS OF HONOR POOPED ON THE WHITE HOUSE FLOOR

Why do people not report these things? I reported sexual harassment issues once. I was young and stupid, and thought that if I politely asked to be reassigned because my boss kept on insisting on giving and receiving unwanted backrubs, making it very clear that I wasn’t trying to make trouble, things would be all…

I swear, Max is the Bureau’s designated ‘kick me when I’m down’ shlimazel. He’s the one who did literally everything this week— he had the guts/moral imperative to jump into the hell freezer, he took notes on how to navigate the plastic curtain maze, he made the compass... while Leroy whined about not getting free…

They did a rather good job recreating the ship as it actually would have looked. All those little period-authentic details are quite nice. Yay, filmmakers that did their homework!

I don’t even remember the point when ‘Santa’ switched from ‘real guy with reindeer’ to ‘pleasant holiday story,’ so obviously it wasn’t traumatic. It just quietly became a game— my folks did the whole thing where Santa used different wrapping paper—and nobody was being deceived or fooled, and nobody was meant to be.…

Not meant as an insult. I just meant that they took an absolutely stellar piece of dialogue from the Sandman issue and used it, lock stock and barrel, in a completely different situation. I’m glad they did, too, because I saw that exchange as being the heart of Lucifer’s storyline— and to some degree, the heart of the…

That bit about ‘I never made *anyone* do *anything* is a straightup steal from the Lucifer chapter in Gaiman’s ‘Sandman,’ and I loved it. I’ve just started watching the show in these last few weeks, and I really appreciated that they took one of the most insightful bits of the Lucifer legend (as embodied in the…

Methinks that it would have been a much smaller deal for Reed if he wasn’t playing Papa Bear who guards his cubs. In other words, homeless teenage outcasts who turn small-time robber are only a problem when said outcast is putting the moves on his daughter. If it hadn’t been the wanted poster, it would have turned out…

Yes. There’s that quote that’s been floating around the net— something to the effect that after it being politically incorrect to use the N-word, they began dogwhistling. And when the new euphemism became too transparent, they’d switch to yet another one.

And I’m going to reply that anyone who recognizes the name (as opposed to going ‘Angsting-par-whuzzaaaat’?) probably already knew what went in which jar! <grin>

Ironically, canopic jars were for the other organs; (liver, stomach, lungs, and intestines, iirc,) and the heart was left in place inside the body. So we’ll need to come up with a fifth god to put on the lid of any heart-jar. :)

I always think about the lulav/etrog symbolism when looking at the four human characters. (The etrog is a citrus fruit, the lulav is a wand made of palm, myrtle and willow; both are used in the Jewish holiday of Sukkot.)

Mostly, it means, shut the *&$% up and do what I tell you if you want to see the dawn. Joshua was a brilliant strategist, but let’s not forget that his entire purpose in the story was to carry out a war of extermination against the Canaanites. ‘Nice’ wasn’t in his lexicon.

I was at a street fair. Saw a vendor with displays of ‘Civil War Bullets’ and ‘Colonial Era Horseshoe Nails’ and equally mundane antiquities. He also had a couple of Roman coins, in extremely poor condition, which were charmingly mounted in their shadowboxes via the good offices of hot glue. (!)

As regards the child— what actually happened to her isn’t really important. *She’s* not important as anything but a plot device, a reason to set off the series Javert. He says himself that he doesn’t know and doesn’t care who actually killed her; her death was, inadvertently, caused by a mutant, and therefore all…

As for the first one— it’s David S Trumpkins... and he’s finally scary!

Oooh! This gives me the *best* idea. Instead of hiring real musicians to play on the flights, which could get expensive, (and besides, not everyone likes country music,) we’ll install karaoke machines, and everyone can pick their own favorite song with which to serenade their fellow passengers! Who’s with me? /s

As regards ‘HERE COMES DA JUDGE,’ I heartily approve. Nothing says ‘edgy’ and ‘cool’ like jokes that were dated beyond comprehension when my grandfather and his buddies referred to them back in the ‘80s.