Short Observations

One: I write romance, obviously. I read romance. It’s a major part of why I buy Bioware games. Obviously it’s a plot I like–but more than half the romance subplots in non-genre films are like sand in my underwear. They don’t need to be there, and they kind of make everything in their vicinity more irritating.

Like Ocean’s Eleven: first of all, Danny, leave your ex-wife alone. She filed the papers. She’s moved on. If she wants to get in touch, she’ll let you know. Second, dating your ex doesn’t make Bennett a bad person. Apparently he is for other reasons, but, what, is a divorced woman just supposed to join a nunnery? Third, Tess, leaving him because he said he’d leave you if he got the money back–it’s hundreds of millions of dollars, and it’s not his, so I feel like that’s not an unreasonable decision, albeit the way he and Danny phrased it was icky as hell and I’d dump them both for that. Fourth, I don’t have time to watch Clooney and Roberts sit and stare at each other in the middle of an otherwise-awesome heist film. Ugh. At least they made Tess part of the con.

Two: The Tarot of Cocktails exists, and I need to buy it. Half the reason for cocktails is to give them weird thematic names, and this is a good set.

Three: Finished Season 2 of Mindhunter. Bill Tench might be my role model, honestly. Jim Barney isn’t bad either. Basically, I like anyone who tells Holden to shut up, because Jon Groff is the hotness, but the character’s interaction with other people is sixty percent saying things the wrong way at the wrong time, twenty percent insisting that he doesn’t need tact because he’s right, and maaaaybe the other twenty being a person. Basically, he’s the heroic version of the guys with anime avatars on Twitter, and I want to slap him in just about every episode this season. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT FOR LIKE FIVE MINUTES DUDE MAYBE CONSIDER IT SOME FUCKING TIME.

Props to John Douglas for being secure enough to let the character obviously based on him be an arrogant little twerp, and props to the show for having everyone around Ford call him on that. My “nobody non-obnoxious is named Holden” score is 2/0, for any future parents considering names.