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Obviously: ‘Jurassic World’ confirmed as planned trilogy
Obvious news is obvious. But, uh, here, enjoy it, those of you silly enough to like Jurassic World. Seriously though, who knows, maybe the sequel will be better. Jurassic World was in development hell forever, and one can hope that’s what led to such a horrid, mutant script.
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‘Headshot’ Trailer: Iko Uwais of ‘The Raid’ goes full ‘Taken’ Ass Kicking Mode
Iko Uwais, total ass-whupping extraordinaire of The Raid is back with his next movie. Headshot. I’m down.
‘Flash’ movie casts Billy Crudup as Barry Allen’s father
Billy Crudup is getting his second shot at the DCU (sort of), after partaking in Zack Snyder’s fecal-flecked Watchmen adaptation. Cruddy is joining the Flash flick as Barry Allen’s father.
‘Alien Nation’ is being remade by Jeff Nichols (‘Midnight Special’, ‘Take Shelter’)
Man, I’ve never seen Alien Nation. But from what I’ve gleamed about it, I would fucking love it. What I *have* seen are some of Jeff Nichols works, and he’s fantastic. Those two things considered? They, they have me excited for this.
Alfonso Cuaron’s next movie is a Mexican Family Drama filming this Fall
I like Alfonso Cuaron a lot. I thought Gravity as okay, at best. Great spectacle. Forgettable in every other way. Wish I was stoned when I saw it. Thus, I’m pretty excited that the auteur has his eyes on his next movie. Nay, has it completely lined up, and ready to film this Fall.
Weekend Open Bar: A Fury’d Mess
Weekend’s half over, and I’m just opening the bar. C’est la vie of a loser blogger with a moderately busy life and a poor sense of discipline. Crazy week. First week of the semester. No gentle ascent into the warm, welcoming arms of academic banality. No ma’am. No sir. Instead. Picture it. A rocket-ship. My ass gently dolloped onto the top of said rocket-ship. Instead. Picture it. Said rocket-ship rocketing into the atmosphere, my poor, sad flaccid dong-dong burning up. My hair a fury’d mess. My nipples chaffing under the duress of embracing former-Earth, my throat. Oh, my throat! A bloodied, shredded mess as I howl at the enormity of the next fifteen weeks, laugh at my general enjoyment of this madness, scream at my own anxiety and depressing encircling my brain-piece with their gnarled claws.
I’m here, though. At the Weekend Open Bar. I’m here though, hoping you’ll join me at said bar. Come hang out. Come tell me what you’re up to throughout this half-over Weekend. What are you eating-playing-reading-drinking-worshipping?
Space Swoon: This Nebula is a High-Excitating Blob
Seriously, astronomers call this nebula a High-Excitating Blob. Space ain’t just awesome, apparently it is fun.
Views From The Space-Ship: A Dog’s Tale
Yeah, I know I’m posting this on a Saturday. I wanted to say, initially when brainstorming this formless goblet of digi-diarrhea that I was lazy this week. Truth is, I’ve been considerably busy, between work, social commitments, and surfing the infinite miscellany of bullshit that is our culture. But I’m here! It’s Desktop Thursdays. A look into my world, both digital and physical.
Namely? Just my dog, and my wife being harassed by me.
Feel free to share your own looks in the comments section.
Alan Moore announces he is retiring from comics (again)
I don’t really buy that Alan Moore is retiring from comics, but if he is? The Grand Shaman-Wizard of the Sequential Art World has earned his vacation. Say what you will about the dude – brilliant, blow hard, reject the binary and dub him brilliant blow hard — motherfucker is seminal. We’re all still surfing the ripples of Watchmen for better or worse (for worse).
