Friday, May 29, 2015

Why is this photo so cursed?!


So you may remember me griping about how this photo got taken down for absolutely no reason a while back.  I reposted it, barely got any notes on the new post, and just shrugged my shoulders in grumpy defeat.  But to add insult to injury, today on my dashboard I get to see my photo... but it wasn't reblogged from me.  Nope!  Some jackass stole it and reuploaded it to their Halloween blog without credit.  UGH.  Why the hell do people have to steal my photography?!

in case anyone dares to doubt me

Sunday, March 1, 2015

Stupid Facebook

Wow, Facebook... what the hell?!  I was trying to post this lovely article by Amy Walker on my newsfeed when Facebook decided to flag it as possible spam or something... o_0



Um... is there some reason you're suspicious of blogspot posts now, Facebook?  Or is it something else?  :\

Ugh... at least I was able to get the Captcha on the first try for once.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Constantine (Spoilers for Episodes 1 and 2)

As some of you might know, I am terrible about keeping up with TV shows.  I DVR them and then watch them like a year later.  I am still a season behind on Teen Wolf.  And I'm pretty sure there's some new My Cat From Hell hanging out on the DVR.  So for me to be on episode 2 of Constantine is a pretty impressive feat.  I might even finish getting caught up this week (if our cable and internet stop having outages).

Well, of course with this being a show about John Constantine, I have some thoughts.  Opinions, really.  Strong opinions.  But I'm only two episodes in so I don't have an overwhelming amount to say yet.

Firstly, why are they pronouncing his name that way?  I can understand the Americans bollocksing it up... but shouldn't John himself be pronouncing it with the long "i"?  That struck me as really weird.

The first episode was solid.  They must have blown a fortune in special fx.  It was downright movie quality.  I don't expect the future episodes to keep up with that (for one, they'll most likely concentrate on just one monster-of-the-week anyway), but just knowing that they'll be using quality special fx when they do use them and not some hokey shit is a relief.

The story was pretty good.  I would have liked to know a little more about Jasper but there wasn't much room with all the introductory stuff going on.  Liv was a good character.  I actually liked her a bit, but I'm also insanely glad they went with Zed instead.  Having a naive kid as a sidekick would have completely changed the tone of the show.  Not that you couldn't make a good show out of that... but that show wouldn't be Hellblazer.  You could see it towards the end middle/end of the episode how a show like that would have gone... the wide-eyed ingenue constantly interrupting the flow in order to marvel at something, be skeptical, have questions, get kidnapped, etc.  The focus of the show would have shifted to her experiences because she's "relatable" or some nonsense.  It would have been dragged down into "family friendly" land and never recover.  Yeah, no thanks.  I want to see the world through John's eyes and get in his head.  I don't need another character to bridge some non-existent gap between us.  So good on them for bringing in an adult like Zed instead.

Random thought: "Zed" is really just the letter "Z" in the British alphabet.  So now that our lovely Mary Martin is an American, shouldn't she be calling herself "Z" or "Zee" instead?  Or why not make her a British ex-pat if they wanted to keep the name?  It just doesn't make much sense.

But back to episode 1, my only complaints were some pacing issues, acting issues, the way a particular line was said.  Minor quibbles really for a brand new show where everything and everyone is still gelling. Also, thank god Chas lived.  I, and every other Hellblazer reader, would have flipped their shit if one of the most important (and long lived) people in John's life had gotten killed off in the first episode.  And he's an actual adult this time and not Shia LeBouf!

Episode two was a bit different.  There was some awkward teasing of a future romance between John and Zed, which felt like the writers just crammed it into the script after the fact.  Which would make sense if they had originally written this script with the Liv character in mind.  There were a few parts that felt like they were meant for Liv.  Mostly I really like John and Zed together.  I think they work well as partners.  But I'm not really feeling them as romantic partners yet.  I think perhaps the way it was scripted was just too hamfisted.  I know in the comics Zed was instantly attracted to John... but like there are ways to portray an instant attraction believably and this just wasn't one of them.  It wasn't just a lack of chemistry, but  was full of complete and total awkwardness.  But platonically, I think they're fabulous together.

There were moments at the coal mine where the cinematography made me think of MacGyver.  It reminded me that this was a weekly tv show in the strongest way possible.  But other than those few moments, I remained immersed in the fantasy world.  Still, it gave me the uncomfortable worry that the show might become just another generic supernatural show, albeit one with a Constantine flavor, rather than a TV adaptation of Hellblazer.

The Coblynau (Knockers, really) were a really great pick.  Interesting lore that has ties to Pennsylvania and the UK so it makes perfect sense that John would know all about them and that they'd be in an American mine.  Kudos to whoever researched that one.  This part of the plot was thoroughly enjoyable.

The storyline about the Romani woman... not so much.

I don't understand what a Romani woman would have to do with (primarily) Welsh spirits.  Why not make her Welsh?  Maybe some sort of Celtic druid?  I mean... something to tie her to one of the cultures these things actually come from.

And then the line: "There's nothing blacker than gypsy magic."

FOR FUCK'S SAKE, REALLY?!

Look, I haven't read every Hellblazer book out there yet.  I've only read a little bit with Zed, and that was the newer stuff where she's older.  But I think I've read enough TPB's to say that John Constantine is NOT racist.  This line made me cringe so fucking hard.  I can't even.

AND... not to distract from the racism of the line, but it's also terribly inaccurate drivel conjured up by old timey racists and xenophobes and perpetuated by modern media.  John Constantine, Mr. anti-capitalist anarcho-punk chaos magician himself, would not actually believe such bullshit.  One of the things I appreciate about the comic book is that the (magic) tech is usually well-researched and doesn't just play into cliches about what non-practitioners believe thanks to wildly inaccurate TV shows, movies, and books.  John should be the one correcting these stereotypes and inaccuracies, not perpetuating them.  This was just painful.

And to MAKE IT WORSE... the show heavily hinted that the Romani wife was abused by her husband.  It was never shown on screen, just implied by the way she cringed and shrunk in on herself as the husband demanded food and used his body posture to intimidate her.  And more than once it was stated that there was a blackness or evil rising up that was twisting things.  John knew that she was being twisted and manipulated by this evil... that it was using her rage at her abuser to provoke her towards evil magic.  And I'm pretty sure he got enough hints during the bathroom scene to know she had been duped and abused by this asshole.  Which is why the ending where he lets her abuser's spirit drag her down into the earth is SO FUCKING DISTURBING.

Look, even if she was for sure a lost cause and needed to be dealt with "permanently", you should have picked a different fucking way.  This ending was so stomach-turning.  It's a complete insult to anyone who's been the victim of domestic violence. 

Epiphany does not approve.

I was going to end this on a positive note, but now I'm quite upset again and don't remember what it was.

I'm not giving up on the show yet... I have about 5 more episodes DVR'd I believe.  I'm hoping there was enough outrage that it knocked some sense into the writers.  I guess we'll see.  I just really hope they the powers-that-be don't give up on John Constantine/Hellblazer as a franchise.  Because I absolutely believe that the real John Constantine from Hellblazer would be a hit with viewers... but if this show doesn't pan out, it'll be because of racism, sexism, and bad writing; not anything canon from the comics (because the so-called "offensive" shit that happened in the comics wouldn't make it to network TV anyway).

Anyway, it's time to watch another episode.  Let's see how this one goes.


Edit - My friend asked me how I would have resolved the episode.  That's a fair question.  And easy to answer.  There was a ton of completely innocent miners (and other not-as-innocent people from the mining company) that she killed with her magic.  John could have called upon them as a group to take their vengeance.  Same basic plot, but nothing to make me want to rage-quit.  There was absolutely no need to call upon the abusive husband specifically. 

As my friend pointed out, John fucks up a lot in the comics.  Buuuutttt... his fuck ups get called out or bite him on the ass.  There is always a sense that the comic writers are aware that he did a bad thing.  But there was absolutely no sense of that in this episode.  I feel like the tv show writers were not expecting this to be offensive at all.  (This isn't an HBO show, after all).  I will gladly eat my words if the writers punish him for it in the next episode or two (ie the ones that were filmed before fan feedback).  But I wouldn't count on it.  I'm 99.999999% sure this episode was a one-off, monster-of-the-week sort of thing and that the writers were completely oblivious to the sexism, misogyny, and racism they conveyed, not just in John's actions but in the depiction of the wife character herself.

Ya know, I think it says something rather negative about our society that we can have a storyline approved where the main character facilitates the revenge of an abusive husband upon his battered wife with no negative consequences or judgment, but everyone freaks out at the thought of him smoking (though that appears to be a non-issue now) or being bisexual (not holding my breath for this to get addressed).

Sunday, October 5, 2014

Punk

I need to make a playlist of punk music to cry to.  It will consist of Against Me!, The Menzingers, The Ataris, Hot Water Music, and Jawbreaker.

Monday, September 29, 2014

Cat TV

My cats are so lazy.  Other people's cats go crazy when you bust out the laser pointer.  It's actually entertaining.  Mine get smart to it and just lay down, while lazily putting out a paw like Daria.


But don't even think about stopping.  If my arm gets tired and I decide to put the toy away before they're ready, the cats will immediately start meowing and pawing at my chair.  Spoiled brats.


Emmy is still meowing at me as I type this, and jumping on and off my chair.  Ugh...



Today was National Coffee Day so I actually got dressed and went through the drive-thru.  Not that there's anything wrong with the coffee I make... but I've gotten quite bored with it since I've basically been a shut-in for the past two weeks (due to the bronchitis).  Plus, I was originally attempting to go to the grocery store, but I just didn't have the energy for that much.  I hate going even when I'm well.

I almost called the doctor last week, but then I got into a fight with mom and said to hell with it.  Not that I needed an excuse... I've been trying to avoid all things medical until I get my insurance sorted out.  This whole healthcare.gov thing is the biggest bunch of bullshit I've ever dealt with.  I've been dealing with this shit for 2 months now, getting the runaround, just to have my state finally make a determination and volley me back at the federal government.  Seriously?  WTF.  I've dealt with gallstones, an infected toe, bronchitis, a major allergic reaction all over my body, and another unrelated rash all while waiting for my goddamn insurance.  If I had anything serious, I would be dead by now.

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Sick and tired... and cats

Emmy has learned that she can get my attention by jumping on and off my chair.  I am doomed.

Seriously, I've been fighting the worst case of bronchitis for like 2 weeks now, but the cats do not care.  They want soft food and playtime.  Lots and lots of fucking playtime.  Emmy will wear out Estel pretty quickly, then turn to me when he takes a nap.  (Lazy ass cat.)  I don't know what she expects me to do when I'm this sick, but she will bug me for hours at a time.  Maybe I should just pretend to sleep like Estel?

Seriously though, she's starting to get destructive.  She'll put her claws all over my chair.  Anything she can do to get my attention.  But she's not like this when I'm not around.  She literally only does this to get my attention.  The same way Estel paws at Tyler's dresser when he wants my attention, or taps me on the arm.  I'm going to end up with a destroyed computer chair unless I can figure out a way to wear her out without wearing myself out.  Why isn't Estel shouldering more of the burden, damn it?  Also, when am I finally going to feel well again?  :(

Friday, September 26, 2014

Halloween Cat: our newest fluffy edition to the family

Ember

A little over a month ago (Thursday August 7th, to be precise), we found a fluffy ball of fur hiding under my car along with her twin sister and Yellow Cat. We had just got home from target with random groceries, including Snickerdoodle mix, and were stepping outside for more bags when we noticed the cats.  Yellow cat and the twin immediately ran out from under the car, but Emmy stayed behind.  The other cats peeked their heads around the fence one last time as if to encourage her to follow them, but she seemed glued to the tired she was hiding behind.  We went back into the house for a ribbon and some kitten food, which allowed us to coax her from her hiding spot.  She loooooooves ribbons.  I nicknamed her Snickerdoodle for the time being.




After playing with her for most of the evening, we left some food and water for her and then went back inside.  But my heart was tugging.  I hated leaving the poor baby out there.  I posted on facebook to see if any of my friends would like to adopt her and I got a bite.  That was all the excuse I needed to bring her in the house.  I woke up the boyfriend and told him to fill up the extra litter box while I lured her with some food and ribbons.  She was inside in two seconds, and that was pretty much it.  My friend called me the next day and said her husband wouldn't let her have the kitten (allergies), so I pretty much considered Ember to be ours.  We kept her in the mudroom until she got a clean bill of health from the vet, but we did open the door for hours at a time to let the cats get used to each other.  They took to each other quickly.  It was less than a week and our new concern was keeping them away from each other until Emmy was tested.



Now we have two happy cats.  Estel loves having a friend to play with, and they're teaching each other things.  Emmy taught Estel how to make toys slide across the kitchen floor.  And Estel taught Emmy to fear plastic bags... OK, so you can't win 'em all.



Emmy loves to play so much that she exhausts both me and Estel.  She won't sit on my lap yet, but she'll happily lay on the floor and let me pet her until my hand is about to fall off.  Near as we can figure, she's about a year old now.  She grew a little after we first found her so I'd place her as a Virgo or Libra.  My mom thinks she looks like a little owl. :3