So what about the Antlered Man in the Alana-Will-Hannibal sex scene? He got the invite to the orgy, but he rightfully replied "I am NOT going stag — don't even suggest it!" But then he shows up anyways…
So what about the Antlered Man in the Alana-Will-Hannibal sex scene? He got the invite to the orgy, but he rightfully replied "I am NOT going stag — don't even suggest it!" But then he shows up anyways…
Damn, I can't seem to reply to Dopehead's comment, so maybe he'll see this. I think I can respond to you as well.
What have they done to you, son? Misogynistic? Perverted? Because you want to see a woman naked? I've run out of words. Oh wait: sad.
Check my privilege? I raise you a "get some perspective". This isn't Saudi Arabia, last I checked (as much as I'm imagining certain segments of society wishing that to be). Jesus Christ. You speak as if I own a plantation or I'm royalty. Like most people I'm just some guy. Oh, and I am person of color of it makes a…
I haven't read this series, which is true of most recent comic titles with a few exceptions. My brother got me into comics. At the time, there were very, very few non-white heroes. I think my tiny adolescent mind was mildly shocked at a black Captain Marvel (West Coast Avengers?). Prior to that, the few black heroes…
I get what you're saying. I think you're right. I disagree with the others: "calibrating your artistic output". What the fuck does that even mean? Seriously. Think about that. Calibrating your work for your audience to make your work more commercially viable ("well, paranormal romance is in, so I guess this is what…
"Su-ko-tash?"
"Succotash, motherfucker! Succotash! Corn, tomatoes, lima beans! Goddamnit."
Years ago, I was working nights on this job in Alaska. I was having the hardest time sleeping. Really miserable. I finally broke down and took a swig from a bottle of cough syrup in the hope it would knock me out.
Milk and Honey is the bomb.
Joseph Curwen (knocking on the neighbor's door): Excuse me for the
interruption, I am your next door neighbor, Joseph Curwen. May I call
upon your charity? I am in need of no more than six drams of essential
Saltes, for which I am in your debt.
It deserved a C at best. The original was tighter: better performances, more tensions, greater scares. No fucking 3D. Fuck you, 3D. 3D is for fucking kids. It diminished the film.
Some of the CGI: fucking dumb.
Overall, INTERESTING ideas that failed to be fully realized.