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Jul 24

karl urban as: cupid
xena: warrior princess (2.16)

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Air Line

warrenellis:

Jetstream days.  Packing and re-packing.  Emails about strange scientific experiments, conversations about hackable implants, being poisoned in China, cyborg lawsuits and the alternation of power.  Drinking an energy shot designed and tested by US special operations forces.  Documents raining in to be read, rewritten, signed and sent.  On a plane tomorrow, for two weeks of beige supermodern…

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 Black Swan (2010) - Directed by Darren Aronofsky

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taiey:

Martha Jones character meme

One crowning moment of awesome: The Woman who Walked the Earth.

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Lea Seydoux, Catherine Deneuve, Marion Cotillard, Kristen Stewart, Lupita Nyong’o and Mia Wasikowska - 2014 Cannes Portraits photographed by Benoit Peverelli 

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doctorwho:

bbcone:

"Clara tell me - am I a good man?"
The new Doctor lands, Saturday 23rd August on bbcone.

Surprise, the series 8 trailer is here! Head on over to BBC’s youtube channel to watch.

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kellysue:

jesselane:

Matt and Kelly Sue

Hey, I’m hijacking this fine illo by Jesse Lane to post SDCC schedules.  
Mine: 
My SDCC schedule starts with the IMAGE PANEL at 11:00 on Friday in Room 23ABC.  Next up is a ticketed signing at the Image Booth (2729). Details about how the ticketed signings work are here.  As soon as that’s over, I’ll be RUNNING over to the steps out front between Halls C & D for the Carol Corps meet up.  I’ll be there, Nakki will be there, I dunno who all else.  YOU?  I’ll have swag and be available for hugs and duck face selfies and whatnot until about 3:00, when I have to head to the Marvel Live booth.  From there I go back to the hotel to get dolled up for the Eisners.  (Fraction bought me two new lipsticks yesterday.  I’m mortified by how much I love the Kat Von D liquid lipsticks, y’all. But they’re really, really good. I have Underage Red, Backstage Bambi and Bachelorette.  Oh, and the crazy pink one. Armageddon, I think?)Saturday starts with Breakfast with the Valkyries.   Then another ticketed signing at Image at noon, followed IMMEDIATELY by a signing at the Marvel Booth (2329) at 1pm.  Then meetings, then home.  Then crying, hugging my knees and rocking back and forth.  
Fraction’s: 

If you wanna say HEEYYYYYYY, on Friday from 11-12 is the IMAGE PANEL in room 23 ABC. Me and Kel and Chip will be there and many many more.Then from 12-2, roughly, at the IMAGE BOOTH there’s a ticketed signing. That’s a me-and-Chipper affair.Then at 4 I’m doing the #HowardCon show with Bendis, Jim Lee, and Scott Snyder. That’s a small town hall style thing, I’m told; I don’t know if they’ve released where it’s going to be so if you’re into that kind of thing, search that hashtag some.We’re presenting at the Eisners on Friday evening, Kel and I, so we’ll be there that evening. She will look dynamite in a [hot pink] floor-length stunnah; I will look like a hobo someone paid in lunchmeat to act as my assassination decoy.Then on SATURDAY from 11-12, same deal, a ticketed thing at Image. I’ll just look like me then. Other than that I’ll do my level best to swing by the Fantagraphics booth, as it remains a singular thrill to buy Fanta stuff in advance of its publication, especially if it’s LOVE AND ROCKETS related, and even more so if it’s from Los Bros theyowndamnselves.

kellysue:

jesselane:

Matt and Kelly Sue

Hey, I’m hijacking this fine illo by Jesse Lane to post SDCC schedules.  

Mine: 

My SDCC schedule starts with the IMAGE PANEL at 11:00 on Friday in Room 23ABC.  Next up is a ticketed signing at the Image Booth (2729). Details about how the ticketed signings work are here.  As soon as that’s over, I’ll be RUNNING over to the steps out front between Halls C & D for the Carol Corps meet up.  I’ll be there, Nakki will be there, I dunno who all else.  YOU?  I’ll have swag and be available for hugs and duck face selfies and whatnot until about 3:00, when I have to head to the Marvel Live booth.  From there I go back to the hotel to get dolled up for the Eisners.  (Fraction bought me two new lipsticks yesterday.  I’m mortified by how much I love the Kat Von D liquid lipsticks, y’all. But they’re really, really good. I have Underage Red, Backstage Bambi and Bachelorette.  Oh, and the crazy pink one. Armageddon, I think?)

Saturday starts with Breakfast with the Valkyries.   Then another ticketed signing at Image at noon, followed IMMEDIATELY by a signing at the Marvel Booth (2329) at 1pm.  Then meetings, then home.  Then crying, hugging my knees and rocking back and forth.  

Fraction’s: 

If you wanna say HEEYYYYYYY, on Friday from 11-12 is the IMAGE PANEL in room 23 ABC. Me and Kel and Chip will be there and many many more.

Then from 12-2, roughly, at the IMAGE BOOTH there’s a ticketed signing. That’s a me-and-Chipper affair.

Then at 4 I’m doing the #HowardCon show with Bendis, Jim Lee, and Scott Snyder. That’s a small town hall style thing, I’m told; I don’t know if they’ve released where it’s going to be so if you’re into that kind of thing, search that hashtag some.

We’re presenting at the Eisners on Friday evening, Kel and I, so we’ll be there that evening. She will look dynamite in a [hot pink] floor-length stunnah; I will look like a hobo someone paid in lunchmeat to act as my assassination decoy.

Then on SATURDAY from 11-12, same deal, a ticketed thing at Image. I’ll just look like me then. 

Other than that I’ll do my level best to swing by the Fantagraphics booth, as it remains a singular thrill to buy Fanta stuff in advance of its publication, especially if it’s LOVE AND ROCKETS related, and even more so if it’s from Los Bros theyowndamnselves.


Dawn of the Planet of the Apes

Dawn of the Planet of the Apes

I have two essential reactions to Dawn of the Planet of the Apes.

First is that I have lost the ability to not-see issues of representation in my fiction. I spent a great deal of time wondering why on Earth the human lead, Malcom, could not have been a woman of color. I couldn’t think of a single story-related reason for it.

I also noted, with tired resignation, that for a story set in…

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Zoe Saldana interview with Amanda de Cadenet about feminsim

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whoistorule:

miss america chavez talks to kate bishop the way han solo talks to princess leia why isn’t everyone on board this ship w/ me i don’t understand

image

that’s some formative otp shit right there

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Jul 23

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Everybody gets the “crap I wish I’d thought of that!” thing if you’re in a creative field, I imagine, it’s one of those buttons wired into our brains, but Mieville’s writing doesn’t so much push that button for me as take a sledgehammer to it until the plastic shatters. I think it’s because he has the absolute disregard for conventional plausibility that I strive for, and he does it without ever once blinking, which I think is the trick. People will accept almost any weird thing, as long as its A) kinda neat and B) you never admit for a minute that it’s completely absurd. You start “Perdido Street Station” with a beetle-headed woman, and you immediately think “I dunno, I’m not gonna suspend my disbelief for THAT, and by about twenty pages in, you realized that the author doesn’t apparently care if you do or not. There is no effort spent to tease you into letting down your guard with careful rationalizations of the history of the noble talking whatsits, all the standard fantasy stuff to make sure that you’re not rolling your eyes or weirded out or troubled by the strangeness of it. Be troubled! This is troubling shit. You’re either seduced by the fabulous weirdness of it all, or you can get bent. It’s fantasy that’s actually fantastical—not in the sense that anything gets used as a deus ex machina, (terribly far from it!) but in the sense that the world is just full of weird stuff. It’s Alice in Wonderland meets Upton Sinclair’s “The Jungle” meets hell. And it doesn’t blink.

And now, to trot out a variant one of my favorite rants, god, I wish more people would do that. God, I wish *I* would do that. All the infinite possibilities of fantasy, and instead we get ten thousand rehashes of a quasi-Western European culture with elves, fairies and telepathic wolves, and magic systems so stratified and carefully explained, so that nobody ever gets the idea that the author is using magic as an excuse for stuff, that they have all the exuberant joy of a rectal exam. Given an infinite canvas of potential oddity, we spend our time recreating Pern, Valdemar, and Middle-Earth with different hats. Strange is like a lost art. Trying to think of books that are genuinely bizarre and fantastical gets me the aforementioned Mieville, Clive Barker’s Abarat, King and Straub’s “The Talisman,” maybe Gormenghast, to a lesser extent Gaiman’s “Neverwhere”…and…um…some of the fantasy bits in Tad William’s “Otherland” which was science fiction anyway. Stories where the laws of physics were different, where the world is a gigantic house, or where an archipelago was made of islands of different times of day. Whereas if I made a stack in my living room of books where a young girl bonds telepathically to a horse/dragon/wolf/tiger in a quasi-European society, the fall from the top would probably break my neck.

Ursula Vernon (via fuckyeahursulavernon)

seananmcguire:

Apparently, I am full of viperfish.
NEAT.

seananmcguire:

Apparently, I am full of viperfish.

NEAT.