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‘Firefly’ fave Morena Baccarin lands ‘Deadpool’ female lead
Well then. I was already pretty excited for Deadpool, and that was before the movie added fanboy (hi!) favorite Morena Baccarin to the mix.
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Confirmed: Neill Blomkamp’s next movie is his take on the ‘Alien’ franchise
What a difference a week makes. We’ve gone from Neill Blomkamp being all like “Fox would let me make that Alien flick I pitched” to Neill Blomkamp…making that Alien flick he pitched. Dope!
Amazon greenlights full ‘The Man in The High Castle’ series order
I watched about ten minutes of Amazon’s pilot for the adaptation of The Man In The High Castle. I more or less hated it. Definitely more. But it’s getting a series order, anyways! My IMPORTANT and SEISMIC INFLUENCE ignored.
Kodi Smit-McPhee cast as Nightcrawler in ‘X-Men: Apocalypse’
Kodi Smit-McPhee is the X-Universe‘s new cinematic Nightcrawler. Apparently he was in Dawn of the Rise of the Beginning of the Ape Planet, but I don’t remember him.
Pretty Gnarl: XB1 retail consoles will become dev kits this year
Are you like me? Well, that depends. Do you want to create an indie game where the protagonist must consume pixelated cans of Diet Dew in order to shit laser beams at bouncing pixelated Mark Millar fans? Well, if you are!, now you can create this game for the both of us. On XB1. With your store-bought console.
Mars has bizarre plumes that scientists can’t explain. IT AWAKENS.
Oh, we have done it now. All our fucking around on Mars has awoken It. And it’s beginning to vent its Hate-Force, before rising up out of the Martian sands.
Hope dies: ‘The Last Guardian’ trademark abandoned
Abandon all hope, ye fellow Shadow of the Colossus and ICO fans. It looks like the totally-not-vaporware game The Last Guardian that was set in the same universe (or some shit) is dead.
Monday Morning Commute: I’m Not Crying, You’re Crying
I fucking hate February. I hate its ashen skies. I hate its frigid air. I particularly hate this February. Record setting amounts of snow. Unfathomable cold. And I guess I’m just not coping with it well. The Better Half is away and instead of being a productive, healthy member of It All, I’m ordering Domino’s Pizza and wondering if I can hack elastic bands into my overpriced Name Brand, Fancy Pants leg-warmers.
The February Funk must be conquered, though. Rode out to its logical conclusion, the hopefully more endurable Ides of March. And this is a list of the stuff I’m begging to help carry me through this week. The Monday Morning Commute, as they say.
Hackers stole hundreds of millions from banks in leet malware heist
On and on and on and off we just unos and o’s! I just wanted to quote El-P, I’m not really sure if that opener fits. Just sort of like, you know. Hackers have stolen “hundreds of millions of dollars” in a totally gnarly malware heist. But it wasn’t noticed at first, because numbers in a computer mainframes are now what constitutes worth in this post-tangible dystopia. And I love it.
