…it seems our washing machine and dryer are running every. damn. day.
Some of Those Boys…
I Scored 8
The average American has only been to 5 of these places, how about you? pic.twitter.com/o7T1EcfyOL
— John (@johnfelico) June 18, 2022
Sigh.
Nightmare Fuel
Exactly.
And Yet, Here We Are
And Still About 74 Million People Would Vote For Him Again
Be Careful What You Wish For, You Orange Fucking Turd Cancer
365 Days of UNF: Day 169
Triptych
You Know You've Looked
I Tell You It's Impossible!
And Then There's This…
I've loved Disney's foray into the Star Wars universe. From The Mandalorian to The Book of Boba Fett (an absolute surprise as I was not expecting to enjoy it at all since I've never been a big fan of the character), these journeys are what the last six feature films should have been. They pay loving respect to the original trilogy and don't beat the viewer over the head with overwrought CGI effects. For the most part, everything in the effects department is practical, and it shows.
You can tell that the team behind these new stories are first and foremost fans of the franchise and pay it the respect it deserves.
That's why I was looking forward with great anticipation to Obi-Wan Kenobi. And yet…now that I'm one episode from finishing this first season, I'm left disappointed. Yes, the sets and the effects are what I've come to expect from Disney, but the story itself has left me disinterested. I hated the prequel films, and while I understand that in context revisiting the events of those three films are necessary to tell this story, it's left me cold. I know that when I find myself fast-forwarding through the stream every few seconds, I am not relishing the experience.
And my final gripe (Get of my lawn!)…why is so much of this story (and to be honest, a lot of things I've seen broadcast recently) filmed so darkly? It's like the lighting levels are designed for viewing in a theater; not in someone's living room—and most certainly not during the day. Even at night I find myself turning off the room lights to see everything that's happening on screen.
So that's it. I really wanted to love Obi-Wan Kenobii, but I just can't…at least not in its present incarnation. Will I keep watching and even watch a second season? Of course—because I keep hoping (though it may be in vain) that it will get better.
UPDATE 6/26: So I finished the season. I missed fully half of what happened in the last episode because it looked like it was filmed at night under a moonless sky. I literally could not see anything that was happening on screen. The television might as well have been turned off.
The Man Who Fell To Earth
I have to say I'm enjoying this Showtime sequel of the classic 1976 film of the same name. To be honest, I never "got" the iconic Bowie film, seeing it in the theater when it debuted; even rewatching it last year left me…unmoved. But this continuation, this sequel to the story…that has captured me. I love the casting (c'mon Chiwetel Ejiofor, how can you not?), the sets and the story telling. I especially like the way the series has paid homage to Bowie himself by not only naming each episode after a Bowie song but also sprinkling Bowie Easter eggs and references to the original movie throughout.
I just finished Episode 7 "Cracked Actor" of 10 and it left me screaming, "More! More!"
A truly engaging series. Highly recommended.
There's Something About a Guy in a Shirt and Tie…
It's Friday, Bitches!
365 Days of UNF: Day 168
365 Days of UNF: Day 167
Featured Photographer
You may see these pop up as blog headers now and then. They were shot by my friend JP on his road trip through the midwest recently (used with permission).
No Lies Detected
STOP. THIS. MADNESS.
We've All Been There
Marge Has Her Priorities
Who Wants Cake?
That Explains It!
Logan McCree
I remember when Logan's ink was so deliciously radical. Now it seems…commonplace.
Has anyone read The Fourth Turning? Normalization of tattoo and other body art is one thing specifically cited as being an indicator that we are indeed deep in the throes of that generational changeover.