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Cinder Maid's Dad is a Pushover

Final blog of our 10 posts in one day extravaganza! And it was exactly as stressful as I thought it would be! But a bunch of stress now means slightly less stress later, like balancing a check book of bad decisions and stupidity mixed with a healthy dose of mental illness. This time I read through a bunch of short stories all revolving around magic and girls of obscene beauty but very questionable family relationships. I feel like there was supposed to be a moral there but I didn't really get it, it just seemed like if you're gorgeous, kindly old magic creatures will make you look even better but usually with a stipulation cause that kind of magic can only last so long. Going into it, I had some idea of what to expect but I did not realize magical forces were so generous with their time and effort, they help these girls out a minimum of three separate times so they can marry rich because that's what attractive people do apparently. Though if I was attractive, I'd

Salmon is for desire

I want to put something witty and funny here, but I'm still reeling over the fact that our main character's fiancee left him for his great uncle. Like, this presumably desert creature, left a frog, for a prehistoric fish. Or maybe I'm just running on questionable amounts of sleep and it all makes perfect sense. Who knows? Not me. Right of the bat it was rather evident that the Aquatic Uncle would focus on generational gaps between traditional and seemingly more progressive generations with the story being an allegory for the seemingly constant divide between the old and the new. I'm like crazy tired, so I was really following this story up until the point where I wasn't. It seems like the frog was happy living a progressive life, and he figured his fiancee, so far the epitome of evolution in this story, would be the same. Then she meets the great uncle and seems to actually enjoy talking and arguing with him on certain points. And then she progressively starts

Catching intergalactic rides? In this day and age?

I'm prefacing this one up front, nothing I type or say can ever be as inherently interesting as the actual source material cause I have yet to ascend to that level of wittiness. Or maybe I have, but that's as unlikely as me finding a backwards 2 symbol, I tried, and none of them looked right. The funny stuff! After that last downer, some satire is honestly really appreciated. Of course to anyone reading this, there probably isn't much of a time difference between you reading that post and then this one. And surprise, it's cause there isn't. But talking about the state of affairs of things I actively think about stresses me out and gives me health problems, so we're gonna just shove that feeling painfully deep down and keep going! You know, I'm not sure why I'm doing the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, when the best slice of media I've ever seen, Red Dwarf is totally a viable option. Actually you know what, I'm talking about Red Dwarf

Hewlett Packard and the Warlock's Monolith

You know, nothing really compares to that feeling of watching items get crossed off your to do list. Love me that small rush of dopamine of knowing I've completed something, no matter how insignificant. Harry Potter! Honestly I could probably just end this post right there because everyone seems to have an opinion about the series and I'm just really late cause my mother was convinced of the "witchcraft" inherent in the books. But had I been allowed to get into it earlier in life, it would probably have had the same impact on me the way Abarat did and that's really saying a lot. So Harry Potter is so renowned that summarizing like half of the first movie just makes me look a fool. It felt really strange watching it though because while I knew that the kids were separated into houses, it didn't really click just how strong the divide was. Something in the movie cemented to me that being in a house other than Gryffindor really wasn't that great.

Level 1 Monster Boyfriend: For Beginners

Look, we actually have a movie entry for once! And it's the quality movie adaption for Interview with a Vampire by Anne Rice and boy howdy, we all know I'm about monsters. Even if vampires are entry level but whatever! No one cares about my opinion on the internet and that can be really great sometimes. The movie follows the general newfound "life" given to Louis by the vampire Lestat and their ensuing years together as a couple along with their "adoption" of a girl named Claudia. The three spend 65 years together seemingly at relative peace but Claudia mentally begins to outgrow her child like body, resentful at Lestat for having changed her so early in her life as well as keeping secrets of the vampire world hidden from her and Louis. After an ensuing fight, Louis and Claudia part from Lestat to Spain. As someone somewhat resentful of puberty's effects on me, for a brief moment I wondered if I would feel for Claudia and in the end I really did. No

Cold Murder Hills

Honestly, I think my winning selling point is how great my titles are for blogs. Like I'm not saying they're the best, but they're pretty damn good. So the Hobbit! The only Lord of the Rings related novel I will ever read despite adoring worldbuilding. So the basic premise of the Hobbit is pretty much just the heroic journey with Bilbo Baggins as our hero and how he gets dragged into helping some dwarves steal back their gold from a dragon. But like damn, he starts off so unwilling to go out of his comfort zone and he's supposed to be our everyman. You know in retrospect, I tend to find most main characters un relatable but I digress. A wizard shows up at this man's door promising adventure and wealth beyond imagine, a well respected wizard too, and the man just says no. Closes his door on his face and acts like he's not home. Like yeah he might die potentially, but it's not like he has anything else important going on his life. After a good hearty din

Body Horror 2: Electric Boogaloo

Right, we're half way through our wild rush to finish these blogs cause I love making life for myself far harder than it needs to be. Especially in schoolwork. So, Frankenstein by Mary Shelley. Everyone's seen enough movies that reference Frankenstein to know that some scientist creates life out of mashed together body parts, nothing crazy or outlandish nowadays. But after reading Frankenstein, what always strikes me is how wrong the depictions of the monster are now. Henceforth I'll be referring to the monster as Adam because he felt the name suited him and I think it does as well. So Victor and his rich self strolls into university trying to do alchemy and his professors wisely tell him that science is the new wave and he would be great if he applied himself. And Victor, thinking he's hot shit tells his professors he knows what he's doing and proceeds to start grave robbing and accidentally brings life into this world like an irresponsible teenage parent, whic

Interracial Space Hijinks!

Hot dog, hot dog, space opera! A term that still confuses me because for the longest time, I really thought it might be an actual opera in space. But of course, nothing ever makes sense and writing is weird. But whatever, Saga, a space opera comic is honestly a gift to my constantly diversity and interracial deprived self. As per usual, the plot is ultra complex but to really simplify it, a couple each from different warring planets fall in love and have a child, becoming wanted targets on their respective planets. The story follows their daughter from birth and is currently ongoing so wink wink nudge nudge. From what I've gathered, the story seems to be a text book example of a space opera, forbidden love blossoming between two supposed rivals, intergalactic war, intense drama and intrigue, and you know, takes part in space. Alana and Marko were originally soldiers and met when Marko was a prisoner in the prison Alana looked over. They fell in love and before he was to be ex

Sensation Engine

Look at us slowly trucking along as I fall asleep at my laptop in spite of all my upcoming deadlines and stress induced nightmares. Living the dream man, living the dream. So, cyberpunk. This genre always kinda confused me so please bare with me as I struggle to make sense of things and get my memory straight (HA!) So it just now occurred to me that the Fifth Element, a movie I adore would qualify as cyberpunk, but I've already made up my mind and Remember Me deserves more recognition anyways. So Remember Me is a game about memories, in particular a world where people can delete painful memories and proficient others can remix memories to their whim. Of course, it wouldn't be cyberpunk without things advancing to the point where the future is awful and so the story is set many years after the introduction of the sensen or sensation engine so humanity has already found a way to mess it all up by the time of the main story. A few people have become addicted to getting rid of t

The Ocean in Minnesota

So we all know who Clive Barker is because of his Hellraiser series, but not only did he write that, he also wrote this, Abarat , and it's fully illustrated by him with oil paints. I know us art kids are all about illustrations so that should already be a nudge in the right direction for some of you. Abarat follows the adventure of sixteen year old Candy Quackenbush in a rural town in Minnesota. Frustrated with her life for being seen as too imaginative and dealing with an abusive father to her family, she skips town one day in the middle of class before stumbling upon of all things, a light house. And we're not talking like the kind of rural town on the edge of a lake or anything. I mean, they are thousands of miles from the nearest ocean and this lighthouse is in a field in the middle of nowhere. She makes a friend in a horned creature with multiple heads and together they summon the ocean to Abarat and nearly drown since they don't actually have boats or anything and

Body Horror: Swinging between the lines

Wow! Boy I sure hope all three of you are excited for these incoming blogs because I have not one, not two, not even three, but ten different blogs to post. The reading on all of them was done in advance, this semester's just been kinda eating at my soul like a rat under a heated bucket. Anywho, let's jump right in with my boy Junji Ito and the ever infamous Gyo. So, I'm already a huge fan of Junji Ito and while initially I was going to talk about a different manga, this one just felt right for the topic. The best way to simplify the story would be fish with legs mixed with the fallout of Japanese Imperialism and while they seem like opposite sides of the spectrum, they come together beautifully. There is something rather horrific in knowing an airborne pathogen is spreading wildly as rotting corpses from the sea continue to invade land on legs that seemingly were not built. And while at first it causes an understandable uproar, especially the sharks that still actively

Bloodchild

1.   As aformentioned on this blog, I'm always a fan of xenophilia and diversity so I rather liked the story. Having read Octavia Butler's novel Dawn , I was already comfortable with the relative situation as it seems to be a common theme in her work; one of aliens and humans interbreeding. Personally though, it always seems like the humans detest the breeding process or find it revolting in some way. It would be rather nice for once to see it going rather smoothly so that the drama doesn't come from problems between the breeding aliens and their human partners, but rather from other humans reacting to the chosen human's decision. I adore the concept, just not the execution. 2.    I feel like on some level I couldn't really emotionally connect to the story. Maybe it's that I'm female and giving birth is already expected of me, or internal organs, worms, and blood don't really stress me out, but I can't relate to the feeling of being horrifically