Oh, man, I'm jealous that you're getting to read Nemesis Games for the first time. It's seriously my favorite of The Expanse books so far, and it kinda blew my mind while I finished it recently.

Movies: The Revenant: OH, FUCK OFF. Excuse my language. Such a waste of time. Go read the book; every time the movie makes a boring decision, it's because Inarritu had a great scene that he could've made and chose not to (or, y'know, whatever that church dream scene was). But it wasn't just that it was a bad…

Pretty much that. I generally have little problem with characters being likable, etc, (James Ellroy is my perennial favorite author), but…I dunno. There was an in-your-face-ness that made me really uncomfortable, and it's not what I'm looking for from Tarantino. It distracts me from the tension, the homages, the…

Movies: Hateful Eight was my least favorite Tarantino, but still totally worth the 70mm.

Yeah, fair point there. (Also, I've never seen Zoe Bell being as cute as she was here.)

So…this is probably my least-favorite Tarantino.

The unpleasantness of his character will almost certainly keep him from it, as good as he is.

Nothing but Star Wars for me. Loved Force Awakens (especially how it juggles and shuffles a bunch of stuff from ANH), and Poe Dameron's my spirit animal (is there a line-reading that Oscar Isaac can't do better than almost anybody?).

I FINALLY got that joke.

Oh, man, don't write off that Crossed+100 arc he did. While I'm one of those people who just can't read the regular book, he wrote an arc that's just…wow. One of the best things I've read by him since…well, maybe Promethea?

Books: Wrapped up John Scalzi's The Android's Dream last night. It is…a summarily silly book, probably the silliest Scalzi's written. It felt like he wrote it from the end backwards, a lot of the characters don't feel very fleshed-out or anything; it's funny, but forgettable.

Movies: Went and watched Spectre. That…was pretty meh. I'd die for the next Bond movie to not have anything to do with a dark secret in anybody's past, and the villain this time is…I like Christoph Waltz plenty, but probably not as you-know-who. Still, both of the Bond vs. Bautista scenes were great action scenes.

I'm super-jealous. Slade House is probably one of my favorite books this year.

Two Dots is great until puzzles get way too insanely hard without just the right set-up, and then you start plunging money down a hole to finish them, even though you swore you would never be the kind of idiot who would put money down the drain of freemium games, and then you have to delete it so you don't waste more…

Books: Literally just finished David Mitchell's Ghostwritten, which, while a first work, is a pretty skilled first work. Some of the sections (the Tea Shack lady, the radio DJ at the end) are heartstoppingly good. Next book: Neuromancer.

What an utterly awful movie. I have a really hard time when I've figured out pretty much every stroke of a movie looooooong before the movie ends. Charlie Hunnam was embarrassingly bad (watching him try to think over a formerly broken sink was honestly hilarious; I couldn't stop myself from laughing), and the script…

Yeah, but (according to the publisher) it's mmmmmmmaybe 120 or so pages of text. Like House of Leaves, it's as much about the topography of the page as the text.

I just can't even listen to Harmontown anymore, because I feel like I'm vaguely culpable in him…not getting the kind of help he needs (in the Harmontown doc, he talks about the podcast being his therapy bc he can't do the regular stuff; at least now, it sounds like he is, which might be sliiiiightly more helpful, but…

Books: Reeeeeeally slowly reading David Mitchell's first book, Ghostwritten. It's solid, but…I'm not super-far into it, mostly because of…

I'm at New York Comic Con, it's my second day of the con (there was a ticket snafu, namely that NYCC's servers kept crashing when they went on sale, boooo), so yesterday was spent being a tourist because I've never been to New York before.