Picoreview: Frozen 2: It met my expectations.
I have a post-Thanksgiving plan. It does not involve eating sensibly, because let’s face it, we’re heading into the time of year where I basically survive on fudge and Christmas oranges, and that doesn’t seem super likely to change. o.o
It does involve pilates and yoga. My goal is just to gain more core strength than I currently have. That shouldn’t be hard, because at the moment I possess the approximate core strength of an un-set bowl of Jello. I have a whole set of Exercises (wow, it took me literally a dozen tries to spell that correctly) For Jello People. They work. I know they do, because I’ve used most of them in the past. My CRAZY GOAL is to NOT GET SICK & do them more or less daily from Monday thru the end of the year.
Some of it is not actually core-strengthening, per se. It’s “attempt to loosen my hips and spine up”-ening. My massage therapist friend made many horrified noises while she was trying to change me from a log back into a human being earlier this week, which does impress upon one one’s log-like-ness…
I have a 5-minute yoga routine which makes a Noticeable Difference within 3 days of doing it daily. (Every time I do this, usually at night, when she says “this is probably your first downward dog of the day” I think “You’re not wrong.” :))
There’s also this set of stretches, which, o my sweet purple potatoes, I have done once and
1. they are good stretches
2. i am far too fat and far too stiff to do them with ANY kind of grace or comfort but i guess that’s the point of doing them, isn’t it the stretches that I have not done yet but CLEARLY need to incorporate into my day at least once, ideally 2-3 times, but DEFINITELY once
And for thingy stuff, like, impacty stuff, this body-weight only workout from Arnold Schwarzenegger’s website is very, very good. I strongly recommend not starting with 4 reps of the whole set unless you’re already in reasonable condition, bc otherwise YOU’LL BE RUINT FOR DAYS!
I can’t currently find my “pilates for people who are too weenie to do beginner pilates” list/post right now but I’ll post it when I do. It’s also actually quite good and if done regularly strengthens weenie people up to being able to do beginner pilates. :)
On the one hand I’m probably in no danger of doing all four of these on any given day. OTOH it wouldn’t take more than half an hour to DO all four of them, so…I should work toward that, probably. But especially just…stretching and core strength, because oi.
Picoreview: Terminator: Dark Fate: This is the sequel I’ve been waiting for since I was eighteen years old.
Look. I’ve got a lot invested in Linda Hamilton, okay? She and Ron Perlman taught me to love both poetry and my name. She remains the single physical icon I would emulate if I…had a personal trainer and an unlimited budget and a massive feature film promoting me…;) I love her. I’ve thought for a long time that I love her more than her acting skills are worth, but actually, having watched Dark Fate, I’m not at all sure about that anymore. She’s better in this than anything I’ve ever seen her in, and that’s partly because the role is well written, partly because she’s old enough to be out of fucks, and partly because, tbf, she’s been in a fair amount of awful stuff. :)
But Dark Fate is straight-up the movie I’ve been waiting for since 1991. It’s the first Terminator film since T2 that understands who the hero of these stories is, and honestly, to me, that’s everything. I was trying VERY HARD not to go in with high expectations, because it’s been 28 years and a lot of bad movies (and one pretty decent tv show, even if I’m an outlier who does not care for the actress who played Sarah Connor in that show), and really there was absolutely no way Dark Fate could live up to my hopes.
And I would be lying if I said it met my expectations. The truth is that it exploded my expectations immediately and left me wide open for just seeing what the hell happened next. I had a tension headache at the end of it, okay? I was all in.
The opening night audience applauded when Hamilton made her entrance. (The second time I saw it, the woman beside me fist-pumped violently.) At the end credits, the woman I was with on opening night seized my arm when Mackenzie Davis’s name came up on screen and she blurted, “Is that her? Is that the name of my future girlfriend?” (I assured her it was. :)) She and Hamilton played off each other like oil and water, they were great. The third woman in the film, Natalia Reyes, whose journey parallels Sarah’s in T1, probably did a better job than Hamilton did in the role 35 years ago. They were all terrific, but Hamilton holds the film together and I was there for it.
Gabriel Luna, as the new Terminator, actually has a chance to act, and dear stars up above that man is charismatic. Holy moly. HOOOLEEEE MOOOOLEEE. And Arnie, who is actually a very funny man, gets to be deadpan funny in this, which is honestly all I could ask for from him.
But it’s Hamilton’s show, and she knocks it out of the park. I’ve seen it twice and hope to see it at least two more times before it’s out of the theatre. It kills me that it’s not doing well at the box office, because I really, truly think it’s the best Terminator film in decades, but being good doesn’t necessarily mean able to overcome, what, three other sequels? and a tv show? At the box office. Yeah. I’m really hoping positive word of mouth will give it legs, though.
(There appears to be two kinds of responses to it. John Scalzi and me are on the “holy shit YEAH” side and other people are…not. :))
I dunno. Because of the polarized responses, I feel like it’s hard to say OMG GO SEE IT to everybody. But at the same time…OMG, GO SEE IT! :) :) :)
A big ol’ galaxy. A whole load of aliens. One unlucky human, thrust into the middle of their war…
I’m running a crowdfund to do an 8 page comic book (unless we hit our next stretch goals, which might make it a 12 or 16 page comic book)!
Starshot is what happens when I want to write a space adventure like Farscape or Guardians of the Galaxy, and what happens when a friend points me at the AMAZING Katie Longua, whose bright, delightful style is exactly right for this all-ages comic!
We’ve just hit our THIRD stretch goal, which includes cover art prints for everybody who gets a physical copy of the comic, and now we’re aiming for the stars with a mega-goal of another €1000 for 4 more pages, or €2000 for EIGHT more pages of story!
Wanna meet the characters? OF COURSE YOU DO!
So this is what the script says, for the character design:
Beth is crouched on the floor, looking up at four very angry aliens: a MONSTER, a PLANT, an ANIMAL and a HUMANOID.
KLIC is obviously the kind of creature that would prefer to eat your face first and ask questions second. It hisses a lot.
MAG is a Quite Small plant-based life-form who could look as human as Zhaan or as plant-like as Groot, or anywhere in between. They have a very large club to hit you with.
TRAFF is an exceptionally dashing creature: Disney’s Robin Hood, except not a fox. Girls want to date him. Men don’t understand why. He have a very large laser-shooting sword to slice you with.
XENDRA looks essentially human, perhaps with pointy ears and suspiciously excellent hair. And a very large gun to shoot you with.
aaaaaaaaaand finally, OUR HEROINE, BETH!
I’m really excited about this project, which is going to be GREAT FUN! Artist Katie Longua will be working on it in November, and we expect to deliver the print editions by March 2020! Come join the fun! #TheStarsAreOurs
I’m trying to get flu shots for Young Indiana and myself. This should not, you would think, be particularly hard. (You would, in fact, perhaps THINK that the schools do them, but they don’t.)
It’s super easy for *me* to get a flu shot. I can just stop by any ol’ pharmacy and do that. But Indy isn’t old enough to get a shot at a pharmacy, so I made us appointments at the GP for Thursday afternoon. “It’ll be €25 each,” the receptionist said.
“We both have asthma, which puts us in the risk group. It’s supposed to be free,” I said.
“Oh,” she said, “the shot is free. The €25 is the nurse’s administrative fee.”
Okay. Fine. Whatever. Then this morning I decided, mmm, it’d be better to do them on a Friday, so that if Indy’s knocked on his ass from it, he has the weekend to feel better instead of dealing with feeling bad at school. So I called up to cancel the Thursday appointment.
“We’re very sorry,” a different receptionist said, “I don’t have you down for an appointment at all.”
“Well,” I said cheerfully, “at least we won’t miss the appointment then. Can I reschedule for this Friday or Friday next?”
“I have 11:30am Friday next,” she said.
Obviously that’s not gonna do, since, y’know: school. But the nurse isn’t available on Friday afternoons! Isn’t that great?
Honestly, this should not be that hard. And yet here we are.