“What’s the difference between Game of Thrones character Cersei Lannister and failed presidential candidate Hillary Clinton?
“One is an entitled narcissist who quietly supported her lecherous husband (whom she clearly loathed) when it was politically convenient, then insisted it was her turn to rule (even though it wasn’t), chose boot-lickers, ass-kissers, and elitist bankers as her advisors while alienating more competent and better-liked people who might have helped her, exacted petty vengeance on imagined enemies, escaped justice and the judgment of the people by destroying her main rival—the charismatic, income-inequality obsessed populist—with an explosive cheat, and was left confused why so many people in her country would rather be ruled by a complete political unknown who tells it like it is.
“The other f**ks her twin brother.”
The real, historical Dunkirk was an epic. The movie version is hardly epic.
Moreover, it’s presented completely without context. No Churchill. Not even a swastika. Just another war-is-hell flicker—with boats, and water and drowning.
Via Sgt Mom at Chicago Boyz
Been rehashing the episodes of The Expanse, since I own them now. Taking them in sequence from the first to the most recent, the
12th 13th of Season 2. Liking the characters more and wondering how far the SyFy channel will take the show.
Like as far as the the sixth novel, Babylon’s Ashes, which I just finished? It’s about the Belters war against Earth and Mars. Pretty good. No spoilers here. Wondering what’s next in the novel series, more on the colonized solar systems, I presume.
This Matthew McConaughey space story is a good one, discounting the time talk which gets a little mystical at, uh, times. And confusing. But if you just roll with the punches, it carries you along nicely. Even the almost three hours passes swiftly.
Loved the school principal and teacher emphasizing the rewriting of textbooks to eliminate the Apollo missions, including the landings on the moon. Settled science and politics, as it were. For the good of the people, don’t you know.
Roughly a year after watching the first season of this syfy concoction, I have embarked on season 2. It has three more episodes than 1.
The graphics, the hardware and the CGI are still cool. And the actors the same—even to the introduction of Bobby Draper, who is comelier than my mind’s eye view of her from the books, but that’s show biz.
Still worth the pittance it costs, $2.99 per 40-minute episode. And I see that it is making enough money from its 600,000 fans to go into production for a season 3. All to the good.
I finally finished watching all there is (so far) of Game of Thrones, that is up to the end of Season 6. I had to laugh at the explosive demise of the High Sparrow and Co. But I will miss Queen Margery.
Also appropriate was Arya’s dispatch of Walder Frey—a final Stark salute.
All of which is sufficiently different from the books, but no matter. As long as I can keep both plots separate in my head I’ll be okay.
Now July needs to hurry up and get here. Although I have a problem. I don’t want to subscribe to HBO but how else to get the episodes? Thru Amazon?
I’ve only seen the book version. It seemed inevitable after Snow, almost inexplicably, decided to lead an army of Wildings to Winterfel. Oath breaking, at the least. Treason at the worst. So it was plain that his brothers of the Night’s Watch would at least cashier if not actually murder what some think is the series finest character.
But because GRRM takes so long to crank out another book in the series (none since 2011’s Dance With Dragons), speculation as to what this death means has also become inevitable.
So is Jon dead as dead usually goes in the novels? (Remember Jaime’s dead mother “returning” to him in the Sept?) Will Jon’s brothers neglect to burn his corpse and so he becomes a wight or even a dreaded White Walker? Will the Red priestess resurrect him? Or has his warg’s soul already entered the body of his faithful dire wolf Ghost?
Until the appearance of Book 6, whose working title is The Winds of Winter, the answers are up for grabs. What say ye, o faithful fans?