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October 25, 2021
I regret to inform you that Oliver Stone is doing a JFK assassination documentary.
The good news is, it’ll be on some platform I’ve never heard of. Which is probably because of the conspiracy, too. God, can we just declassify everything, already?
…Well. Actually, it’d be helpful if they did that in, say, ten years. I plan to publish PROJECT SHIVA some time in the next four years or so, and it’d be helpful to the plot if the real* reason for the JFK assassination doesn’t get confirmed by then**. Selfish of me, but there’s nobody else out there hustling my books for me, is there?
Moe Lane
*Here’s what really happened: Lee Harvey Oswald shot JFK, and then Jack Ruby shot him. The End.
**It’s only a minor plot point, but I’m proud of my particular JFK conspiracy because nobody ever does it: in the book, Oswald was aiming for Connolly, only he was a really, really bad shot.
Tweet of the Day, Time For Another Veil-Out, Folks edition.
It’s just not good enough to do your skin-changing out of sight, these days. You have to make sure than nobody sees you enter or leave your hiding spot. Don’t let this happen to you:
Just checking for her package @KFCradio pic.twitter.com/vzwrqkioZM
— Barstool Sports (@barstoolsports) October 25, 2021
H/T: @JoePCunningham.
10/25/21 Snippet, TINSEL RAIN.
More blending!
Patreon!When I got back to the office, Graciella was already there and going through paperwork from old Cases, just like I had told her to. She was deep enough in them that she started a little when I opened the door. “Oh, hi, sir! How was the Castle?”
I was surprised she sounded interested, but then I remembered how my new Sidekick was from the wild and woolly north. Familiarity hadn’t gotten hot and bothered enough to breed some contempt. Yet. “It was the Castle. Walls still doing what it’s there for.”
“Keeping out the riff-raff?”
“Nah. Making sure the hangers-on don’t become layabouts. Is that the file from the Wolfie Case?”
“‘Wolfie?’ Oh… right. Yeah, it is.” She looked at me funny. “Isn’t that dangerous?”
I went to pour myself a cup of coffee, and kept myself from wincing it when I took a sip. Graciella liked the stuff, but she made it a little too strong. “What is?”
“Making fun of a Dominion mage like that?” Her brow furrowed. “Especially since there’s another one in town now?”
“Ah. No, and for two reasons.” I sat, in the approved ‘Shamus about to expound’ posture. “First off, he was a fake. No mage can be killed with a bullet, so if you do kill one with a bullet then he couldn’t be a real mage. Ask anybody from the Dominion, they’ll tell you.”
I could feel the dubiousness coming off of Graciella over that, but she let it slide. “All right. What’s the other reason?”
“Oh, that one’s even easier.” I sipped more coffee gravy. “You can say whatever you like about a dead Dominion mage. They’re dead and gone, so who cares?”
Movie of the Week: MY COUSIN VINNY.
Added because MY COUSIN VINNY is a great movie generally, and an excellent movie whenever Marissa Tomei was on the screen. Seldom has an actress deserved her Oscar more. I also am given to understand that lawyers in general love this movie for the same reason philosophers love GROUNDHOG DAY, or linguists ARRIVAL: to wit, it ‘gets’ their chosen profession. I know everybody reading this has probably already seen MCV, but go ahead and watch it again. It’s fun.
October 24, 2021
I am starting to come to the conclusion that STAR TREK: LOWER DECKS might be… good?
It’s surprising me, too. STAR TREK: LOWER DECKS is definitely making fun of the franchise, but it’s absolutely informed mockery. And apparently done by people with an obsessive love of Star Trek, too. Emphasis on ‘obsessive:’ they’re drawing on everything they can find. Which is fine by me: this was my first show. I’m down for the deep cuts.
I will be signing MORGAN BAROD at Curmudgeon Books in TWO WEEKS! (11/06).
November 6th, 2021, from 1 PM to 4 PM. Location:
Curmudgeon Books
Marley Station Mall 7900 Ritchie Highway
Glen Burnie, Maryland 21061
I will be signing copies of my new post-apocalyptic fantasy novel MORGAN BAROD, and will have some of my other books, too! So stop on by! Say hi! Then BUY BUY BUY!
…Sorry about that.
My mini-review of DUNE. (See it in theaters.)
Short version: I understand that some people out there are bound and determined to pretend that there is no appreciable difference between watching a movie in theaters and watching it at home “with a good sound system*.” I feel a great and terrible pity for those people right now, because you need to watch DUNE in theaters for the first time.
Slightly longer version: it was a good movie. Good acting, excellent sets, the script was remarkably faithful to the book. Somewhat different aesthetic than the Lynch DUNE, but you knew that going in. As to which one is better: the question’s unfair. Lynch had to put the entire book into one movie, and Villeneuve is rolling the dice on whether he’s ever going to get to finish his story. I suspect that they probably would be content to sit together over a bottle of fine brandy, and toast each other for making good DUNE movies.
By all means, go see DUNE. In theaters. Save that HBOMax junk for the second viewings.
Patreon Microfiction: ‘Revolutionary Cinema.’
“Revolutionary” is where you find it. “Cinema,” too. And we don’t know which of our things our descendants will treasure.
Patreon!October 23, 2021
‘Nebraska.’
I got a lot more tolerant of this album when I realized it was bleak folk. And it doesn’t get much bleaker than this. This is the closest thing to a horror song that Springsteen has ever written.
