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On Saturday I bought a tie-in Dark Horse comic based on the new Conan the Barbarian movie, and was immensely amused to discover that it pretty much centred around the villains, as though the movie's plot were basically re-told from the POVs of Khalar Zym and his witchy daughter Marique. I mean sure, Tamara and Conan showed up, but only whenever their plots intersected with Zym's quest to revivify the Mask of Acheron/his dead wife. It was like somebody at Dark Horse had seen the movie, decided they liked Stephen Lang and Rose McGowan but nothing else, and written fanfic to fit! (Supplemental stuff in the back also heavily implies they modelled the Acheronian designs on Mayan-Mexica culture, which is pretty cool.)
"Naturally" enough, I've also continued the Millennium re-watch on my own, clocking two or so episodes a night. I'm on...disc three of Season One, though I may have to go back and force myself through "The Well-Worn Lock", one of my least favourite entries. Thus far, I've noted the first occasion on which Frank Black seems to encounter someone who may or may not be possessed, the welcome fact that Catherine Black's work as a Victims Services counsellor is afforded at least as much (and as little) respect as that garnered by Frank's semi-psychic profiling consultant's expertise from the resident hard-asses of the Seattle Police Department, and that almost every episode contains one establishing show of the Seattle Public Safety Building being rained on. Two great female Millennium Group guest stars thus far, played by CCH Pounder and Lindsay Crouse. And Frank keeps on proving that he's just not a dude of action with gun in hand and a kung-fu grip--sure, he'll put himself in harm's way (over and over), but his real arsenal lies firmly in the realm of analysis and communication. Then again, he can mostly stare people down, anyhow, or frighten them to death with his voice. But seriously, I think he really does spend more time getting the tar beat out of him than any other contemporary "cop" show lead...fits with his 20th century Job aspect, I guess.
Be assured, however, that I am still writing, in and between having to do stuff like arrange for my new glasses, shop for food and make sure Cal goes to school, etc. "Chess and Oona in Hell" is in its final stages, thank Christ. Then on to everything else!
In happy news, meanwhile, Melissa and Jordan made the top two on So You Think You Can Dance Canada; Jordan won, of course, because she's younger, and hot as hell. But Melissa did six full numbers in the "best of" finale, proving she was worthy of every standing ovation they gave her. I'm well-pleased.
Amended to add: Interestingly, "The Well-Worn Lock" absolutely showcases Catherine's work--Bletch and Frank are really supporting players, and she (along with the primary victim in her case) is the lead. But that's off-set by the subject matter, which I find unbearably sad.
"Naturally" enough, I've also continued the Millennium re-watch on my own, clocking two or so episodes a night. I'm on...disc three of Season One, though I may have to go back and force myself through "The Well-Worn Lock", one of my least favourite entries. Thus far, I've noted the first occasion on which Frank Black seems to encounter someone who may or may not be possessed, the welcome fact that Catherine Black's work as a Victims Services counsellor is afforded at least as much (and as little) respect as that garnered by Frank's semi-psychic profiling consultant's expertise from the resident hard-asses of the Seattle Police Department, and that almost every episode contains one establishing show of the Seattle Public Safety Building being rained on. Two great female Millennium Group guest stars thus far, played by CCH Pounder and Lindsay Crouse. And Frank keeps on proving that he's just not a dude of action with gun in hand and a kung-fu grip--sure, he'll put himself in harm's way (over and over), but his real arsenal lies firmly in the realm of analysis and communication. Then again, he can mostly stare people down, anyhow, or frighten them to death with his voice. But seriously, I think he really does spend more time getting the tar beat out of him than any other contemporary "cop" show lead...fits with his 20th century Job aspect, I guess.
Be assured, however, that I am still writing, in and between having to do stuff like arrange for my new glasses, shop for food and make sure Cal goes to school, etc. "Chess and Oona in Hell" is in its final stages, thank Christ. Then on to everything else!
In happy news, meanwhile, Melissa and Jordan made the top two on So You Think You Can Dance Canada; Jordan won, of course, because she's younger, and hot as hell. But Melissa did six full numbers in the "best of" finale, proving she was worthy of every standing ovation they gave her. I'm well-pleased.
Amended to add: Interestingly, "The Well-Worn Lock" absolutely showcases Catherine's work--Bletch and Frank are really supporting players, and she (along with the primary victim in her case) is the lead. But that's off-set by the subject matter, which I find unbearably sad.
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Date: 2011-09-12 11:35 pm (UTC)Sort of makes him an old-school noir hero, too. Marlowe gets pounded at least once per novel, often twice.
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Date: 2011-09-12 11:37 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-09-13 01:01 am (UTC)Sigh. I have to wait for Wednesday with
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Then again, he can mostly stare people down, anyhow, or frighten them to death with his voice.
That is totally a Hexslinger kind of talent.
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