It would have to be the actual money in the scenario. So some, I dunno, the American finance sector as a whole?
It would have to be the actual money in the scenario. So some, I dunno, the American finance sector as a whole?
Now, I have this image of a Spice Navigator floating along and flipping happily in his tank like a playful dolphin, until a klaxon sounds as a technician pours the level just passed the line on a sustaining vial and it sinks listlessly towards the floor of its tank irretrievably depressed by how wrong the world has…
That issue is one of my favorite single issues of all time. Defenestration Man taking pity on 2 dimensional chalk batman and drawing him a batcave under Wayne Manor is so awesome.
B+ is where GoT fandom tends to live, though. Running into someone who wants to even go so far as to interrogate the role the books play with regard to the genre beyond 'they're low fantasy to Tolkien's high' or 'it's a deconstruction' is like running into a unicorn.
Well, in the initial seasons what it was was a chance to actually see people doing storytelling.
I think what it's really missing is Tywin - who's the real lynchpin to the whole system.
I suspect he was also trying to tie the Lannisters to the crown system in a way that would be impossible for Tywin to avoid.
China Mieville's take on that is the best:
Curtain's flutter, Bruce turns, startled, and sees nothing BUT a window
It's not either or, it's after before.
It's important to Ned's character, but that's far less relevant in this context.
In some ways I think failure serves its message better than success would have.
The whole season? Was your soul so clean pigeons regularly flew into it?
That sounds like the most amazing day before an incredibly uncomfortable and economically damaging meeting with HR ever!
Based on the performance of Hulu in this regard I must be way the fuck more into sea turtle based charities than I could possibly have imagined.
Watching the Good Wife on that thing every week is the punishment God sends me for not getting my kids to bed before 8.
Really damn sad.
One of the greatest gifts my parents gave me was this song. Whenever they had determined that their limit had been reached this disk was pulled from its sacred cover and from the first touch of needle to vinyl to the conclusion of the rite at the last scratch we would clean and dance.
If by cry you mean weep gasping for air as though drowning - then yes.
My memories of it are very harsh, so there's at least some consensus.
Yeah, I find it extremely unlikely HBO would replace Netflix for me. Then again, I would have dropped Netflix in a hot second had the Quikster thing gone through. So I'm either dumb or just an exception altogether.