so I’ve been reading Kate Elliott’s Spirtwalker Trilogy and it is the best, most realistic fantasy I’ve read in a while because the characters:
have to eat on a regular basis, think about eating, prioritize eating because they have a hard time thinking about other stuff when they’re fucking hungry
run out into the cold in the middle of winter and forget their cloaks and then actually get really cold and sometimes have to revise their plans so that they can get warmer clothes because if not they will get frostbite or chilblains or die
pee and sometimes use having to pee as a way to get away from people and collect their thoughts
tell dudes who keep trying to “protect them” that they should fuck off
“Beatrice, you have no idea of the cruelties of the world. I will protect you.”
“Legate, you have no idea of how condescending you sound. I’m not interested in your kind of protection.”
are naked when they shapeshift back into human form and run into a lot of inconvenience as a result
realize that attraction isn’t always worth turning the world over for
aren’t all white– aren’t even *mostly* white; almost everyone who is introduced is given a physical description with the protagonists’ guess at their ancestry and it seems that the migration routes that people have taken mostly make sense
don’t have a view of race that obviously mirrors the one we have today, it’s obviously constructed based on the powers at play in the particular alternate universe the story takes place in
often are inconvenienced by social custom and often are awkward at social customs
have important female/female friendships that tend to be central to the story
Seriously, it’s fucking great. I’m only a bit into Cold Fire, which I read a while ago but have forgotten by now, and I’m enjoying the crap out of it.
Bravo, on what can be
considered a perfect first season in what was one of the bravest, ambitious,
exhilarating & soaring first seasons of television of the last decade. Every
now & then shows come along that remind you why we obsess over television
on an intellectual, existential & emotional level. Why we read the re-caps,
why we listen to the podcasts, why we have these water cooler conversations.
Its life affirming.
Mr. Robot is a dread
filled, paranoid emotional odyssey gravitating around the trauma of a personal
family history set in the backdrop of our troubled and anxiety-filled state of
modernity. Before you pick apart the nods to Fight Club or American Psycho in
the not so subtle subtext, understand that it comes from a place of adolescent
nostalgia within the characters and is reflective of a much deeper, darker
yearning for understanding your personal arc better when it is filled with
nothing but pain and confusion. It is a much more meditative comment on dealing
with the trauma of your history being draped in darkness rather than answering
the question of who is Tyler Durden?
In these times we have to question whether our
technology, our media, our institutions are our gods or our demons & who
will be the prophets to expose them. The bigger question lies in whether these
mere mortals turned prophets should expose them, and as they make these choices
do they metamorphosis into god, the devil or the better of our angels?
This series has been
uncanny in dropping a pin on the state of current world we live in, it’s not
that Mr. Robot has been meditating on the zeitgeist of our collective angst and
ire to the state of modernity, its literally breathing it in and bleeding it
out, holding up the mirror to ourselves as we ache and aggravate within. We’ve
come to a point where we are joined at the hip to our technology, our media, and
our institutions. The trust we place within these vices leaves at a place where
we have lost sense of ourselves, our identity and are left to question who we are.
As we check our
Facebook, our Twitter, our Tinder, our Ashley Madison Account & book our
next Uber while eating that delicious pizza from Menulog we are left ask in
this blurred world on the Information Autobahn, Are we even real ourselves? Mr. Robot glorifies, perverts and subverts
this in the most dazzling and surrealist of ways. This is the show that we want
right now, but before that it’s the show we deserve. Where are our minds?
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