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April 2, 2022
The FIRESTARTER remake trailer.
You know what? I’m going to allow this. The first FIRESTARTER movie sucked*. Maybe this one won’t.
*Good book, though.
#commissionearned
Book of the Week, Something More Than Night.
From the description of Kim Newman’s Something More Than Night: “Raymond Chandler writes detective stories for pulp magazines, and drinks more than he should. Boris Karloff plays monsters in the movies. Together, they investigate…” annnnd that’s when I bought the book.
Okay, that’s a lie: I bought the book when I saw ‘Kim Newman,’ and I realized that I didn’t recognize the title. But if I hadn’t seen the author, the description would have done it for me.
My mini-review of MORBIUS.
Short version: …ehh, I’m not sorry I watched it.
Slightly longer version: I totally understand why the critics hated MORBIUS. It’s a formulaic popcorn movie with a slightly rushed and weak ending. They should have made the love interest a hell of a lot more unnervingly chill about her dude becoming a blood-sucking half-vampire. And the end credits made precisely zero sense.
But, honestly, Jared Leto makes a good Morbius and that’s all you need for future ensemble movies, anyway. I like going to movies. I don’t begrudge the time watching this. That will, as they say, have to do.
April 1, 2022
‘Another Irish Drinking Song.’
I don’t care, I’m seeing MORBIUS tomorrow anyway.
I know that the critics hate MORBIUS. I mean, really really hate it. But the audience is giving it a much better, and even decent score; and it’s doing all right in previews revenue. It has been a ridiculously long week, and I want to watch a popcorn movie. I don’t need it to be ARRIVAL, just something that will let me turn off my brain for a few hours.
#commissionearned
04/01/22 Snippet, RESCUE.
Time to start polishing off some of these backlogged stories!

They spent that first night sleeping on the hard deck, using whatever they could scrounge for pillows (nobody needed a blanket when cruising the Arabian Sea). Toilets were a couple of buckets. Food wasn’t even considered, but that changed the next morning; the hatch opened, to reveal two pirates brandishing their rifles and saying — well, Ted didn’t recognize the word.
But the ship’s cook did. He got up, pretty creakily, and staggered his way to the hatch. When he got there, the pirates stopped him with an outstretched palm. A bunch of what Ted very privately thought of as ‘foreigners shouting at each other’ followed; it ended with with the cook turning back – to point right at Ted.
Later he’d wonder why he was still ready at that point to stand up when people with guns were pointing at him. But he knew the reason why: it was because this was still Old Ted. Old Ted still thought that nothing really bad could happen to him, if he followed the rules. New Ted knew better.
But that would be later. For now, Ted hesitantly moved forward, stopping the second the pirates gestured to him to stop. He had never felt less heroic in his life.
04/01/22 Snippet, THE THING IN THE AIRLOCK.
Back to this! Figured out how to make it work better, too.

Tobias looked at the wreck of the impromptu morgue. Although it was more filth than wreckage: very little was actually broken. But the entire room was covered in a thin film of something disgusting enough to require skinsuits. And even then he was wondering if the stench was getting through the air filters.
“Anything missing besides the corpse?” he asked Ward.
“Just Oates’ personal effects,” the doctor replied. His hands writhed, like he subconsciously wanted to scrub them down again, and again. “Whoever did this popped off the storage door on their way out, and grabbed her stuff. Means less than you think, though.”
“Oh?”
“We don’t have much in there besides Oates’ effects.” The doctor’s voice went grim. “If it’s useful, somebody living needs it. If it’s not, we break it down for spare parts. The fabricators are always hungry.”
Tweet of the Day, Let’s Not Be Too Hasty Here, DC edition.
I know it’s April Fool’s Day – but I’m not saying no. To a TV show, at least. Or maybe even just a poster?
Nobody asked for this. Literally no one. #BatMite pic.twitter.com/HJA4l1EFur
— DC (@DCComics) April 1, 2022
Via @JoePCunningham.
Item Seed: Securis Victoriae.
I don’t know why I think about things like mystical British throwing axes while I’m in the shower, but apparently I do. At this point I just roll with it, honestly.
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