#September2019
Chuck Palahniuk’s novel ‘Invisible Monsters’ being adapted for TV by ‘Legion’ writer Jennifer Yale
Chuck P, baby! Used to be my absolute fucking favorite. And still, he’s close to my heart. That’s despite him being a bit edge-lord, a bit grumpy pants. So, how do I feel about Invisible Monsters being adapted? Cautiously optimistic!
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Chuck Palahniuk publishing Adult Coloring Book through Dark Horse Comics
Chuck Palahniuk is publishing an adult coloring book. Take that for what you will. Through Dark Horse comics. I will not buy it. For myself. But maybe I will buy it for my wife.
Adaptation for Palahniuk’s ‘Lullaby’ has hit Kickstarter
Man. I love Lullaby. So much so, that I’m weary of an adaptation. Rationally, I know a crappy adaptation won’t mar my enjoyment of the source, but emotionally I’m all like, please don’t fuck this up.
Palahniuk’s ‘Snuff’ becoming TV series
Chuck’s book about a woman trying to break the gangbang record (and die from it, I think? I haven’t read it in so long) is coming to TV. Uh. Somehow.
Views From The Space-Ship: ourneuronsarestarmaps
Welcome to another edition of View From The Space-Ship. Your unfortunate opportunity to view the world through the eyes of an over-caffeinated, bi-polar subversive educator whose friends who are too talented, wife is too brilliant, and life is probably too good for him. Per usual I invite you to share your own views of the world.
Chuck Palahniuk adapting his own ‘Lullaby’ for the screen. F**k yeah
I can dig this. Love Lullaby. Dread adaptations. Love Chuck. So, the good sir penning the script to his own adaptation gets me a bit excited. Palahniuk’s involvement drives me past any of my hesitations regarding adaptions of beloved works.
James Franco bringing Palahniuk’s ‘Rant’ to the movie screen
Palahniuk’s Rant is frankly — fucking brilliant. And frankly, and I am loathe to use this term usually — seemingly unfilmmable. So while part of me is excited another book by My Favorite is making it to the big screen, the rest of me is a high-pitched, piano wire screech of barely audible anxiety.
Chuck Palahniuk’s ‘Fight Club’ sequel heading to Dark Horse Comics
Chuck Palahniuk’s Fight Club sequel is happening. Love it or hate. It’s coming down the pipe, and all of us Ikea Boy Dick Lord haters can either smack of acceptance, or rage. After deep thought, fanboy stroking, and contemplation, I’m going to roll the dice. Palahniuk’s pitch seems interesting, and the talent around him is considerable.
Monday Morning Commute: Vinegar & Wine.
Servin’ a life-sentence on Spaceship Earth is a tedious, painful, agonizing wonder.
Why’s that? For one thing, there’s the fact that everyone you love will die. Your best friend. Your kid sister. Your longtime mistress. Your high school math teacher.
Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead.
Along the way you’re guaranteed to deal with inevitable body-breakdown. Maybe you’ll abuse your body. Maybe somebody else will fuck it up. Even if you think you’re unscathed, the sands of time are wearing away at your flesh-vehicle’s gears. Every single day. Every single moment. Until when, you ask?
Until they’re so smooth that they don’t move shit.
But alas! There’s hope! Even those of us who’re agin’ more like vinegar than wine have a fightin’ chance at experiencin’ glory! Not only are we fortunate enough to have been imbued with consciousnesses, but we get to live in a hyperreal future! Are things royally fucked up? Sure! But we live in times in which anything is possible!
So if you start to feel a chill as an existential shadow lurks over your shoulder, spin around and blast that motherfucker with a science fiction repulsor ray!
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Welcome to the MONDAY MORNING COMMUTE! I’m goin’ to show off this week’s strategies for keeping me pleased with existence. I suggest you liven up the party by entering the dance circle that is the comments section.
