Every time I hear this song, I want to write an epic space opera about an interstellar mining company’s rise and fall.
If I may use that fine Morrison-written, Porter-Dell-drawn, colorist-whose-name-I-forget-colored, Bruzenak-lettered panel as a springboard for my own musings…
Some people would kill to write Superman. I am a huge fan of Supes myself. But I wouldn’t kill to write him.
I’d kill to write Lois Lane.
Because Superman started out with so many advantages. He landed on the perfect planet for him. He was raised by perfect parents. He met perfect friends in Smallville. He grew up with all the superpowers you can think of. People automatically love him.
Lois Lane (the one I grew up reading about, anyway) grew up with none of those advantages, and plenty of disadvantages.
And she took the hand life dealt her, flushed it down the toilet, and kicked life in the teeth until it gave her what she damn well deserved. And she did it on her own. No Super-help.
If Lex Luthor symbolizes the worst in us, and Superman symbolizes our ideal selves, Lois Lane symbolizes the best we can truly be. She has his unshakable moral compass and his bravery, but she doesn’t have the powers. And she does what’s right anyway. And Superman stands in awe of that.
That’s the thing a lot of writers miss about the character, and it’s why the Superman/Wonder Woman relationship doesn’t ever end up working. He is not her hero; she is his.
How could you not want to write that character?
North Exit, Nishijin, Kyoto, Japan
I love how people think anime architecture is exaggerated.
Carter Burwell’s haunting theme from Joel and Ethan Coen’s noir masterpiece Miller’s Crossing, which you need to watch right effing now if you haven’t seen it.
“Film programme booklet produced for the London premiere of Fritz Lang’s Metropolis at the Marble Arch Pavilion on March 21, 1927. Not only a list of cast and crew, it includes eleven short pieces on the making of the movie, commentary from the director and cast, and numerous production photographs and film stills, many attractively arranged as modernist collages. One of the most interesting sections shows in parallel columns how a passage of film scenes was adapted from the novel of the same name by Lang’s wife, Thea von Harbou.” (source)
I have no idea when this is from, but I feel horrible for this man. He is so clearly unable to wrap his head around the very concept of Hatsune Miku, and so visibly struggling not to betray that to the audience.
I know i have little to no followers, but please help if you can. my family and I love our dog very much. she is very precious to me. we are all devastated.
SIGNAL BOOSTING THE F**K OUT OF THIS
I don’t live anywhere near California and I’m still boosting the hell out of this signal.