If I were a generous person, I would give Ant-Man a passing grade for being not that bad. And to be honest, it ended up a lot better than I thought it would. Despite the incredibly awful trailer that made the movie look dark, brooding, and serious, Ant-Man was actually kind of fun and light-hearted. The movie more or less did a really good job with what it had to work with, which admittedly wasn’t a lot. So sure, I could give Ant-Man a passing grade. If I were a generous person.
But I will not be generous with this movie. I am angry with this movie. As someone who has read the comics, I cannot believe the huge disservice Ant-Man does to both Ant-Man and Wasp. I cannot believe that anyone at Marvel actually thought doing this movie the way they did was a good idea. And I also have a hard time believing that this was done for any reason other than that Wasp is a woman. While Ant-Man does a pretty decent job with Hope, Hank and Janet’s daughter—she’s practically the only female character in the movie unless you count the ants—the decisions behind Ant-Man are incredibly misogynistic and bafflingly so. And the movie would be bad enough from that alone, but Ant-Man is also one of the more racist movies I have seen in quite a while.
I’m constantly looking for new fantastical books to read and analyze for this column, and when one of my favorite authors recommended this book on her Tumblr, I took a look and thought, hey, this sounds like it could be really interesting. So off I went to the library to check it out. A Darker Shade of Magic, by V.E. Schwab, holds a complicated four worlds within its pages, stacked atop each other like a deck of cards. At the bottom of the worlds is a source of magic, and the closer the world is to the magic, the stronger the inhabitants of that world are. Yet despite this novel premise, the book falls short in several ways. Minor spoilers after the jump.
Not content to simply cancel our precious show, this week NBC did us dirty by quietly moving Hannibal’s U.S. airdate to Saturdays and not, like, announcing anywhere—even on their usually on-point Tumblr—that they were doing that. However, it stayed on Thursdays in Canada, so spoilers and gifsets were floating around Tumblr willy-nilly in the meantime. So now that I’ve finally actually watched “Digestivo”, what did I think? Hit the jump to find out. Trigger warning for Hannibal-standard content, as well as some pretty gruesome medical malpractice, gore, and dead babies (yes, I’m serious) ahead.
Greetings, Fantheon, it has been far too long since last we reconvened. Welcome to the third installment of The Wicked + The Divine Deity Field Guide, detailing brief profiles on the series’ deities and their cultural/historical roots. Though we still know virtually nothing about the elusive final goddess Tara, far too many divine goodies have been revealed to put off this installment any further. In that spirit, let’s dive right into the holy mess that we encountered in the last six issues. Please be mindful that the bio for Persephone contains a major spoiler for #11.
Checks off another box on my “My Influences on Steven Universe” list
Have your feels been adequately invoked, Steven Universe fandom? The end of the third Stevenbomb is upon us, and while I thought I was ready, there were so many things I just wasn’t ready for—example one being my home state getting a cameo in “Keystone Motel”. While shit is constantly going down in Beach City with only small ups on this emotional roller coaster, I keep holding out for the day where everyone can get a happy ending. Needless to say, one of my favorite things to see on my Tumblr dash are the AUs where Steven, the Crystal Gems, and the Homeworld Gems all somehow coexist together peacefully and Peridot is a huge MLG (that is to say a “major league gamer”). Clearly, I’m not alone in my desire for happiness to be the next invasion on Earth, so while today’s fic isn’t exactly the happily ever after that I’m willing to pay Rebecca Sugar five whole dollars to get, I do intensely sympathize with the author’s aggressively wanting good things to happen to everyone. Especially Lapis Lazuli.
I haven’t had a chance to talk about her on this blog yet, but Naomi Novik is one of my favorite authors and fandom personalities. She’s a founder of one of our favorite sites, the Archive of Our Own, and she’s also writing one of my favorite series, the Temeraire novels. So when I found out she’d written a new, standalone book, I leapt at the chance to read it. Uprooted, a story about a female magician fighting to save her kingdom, seemed like it would be right up my alley. And it was—well, kind of.
When I was a kid, the popularity of a children’s movie among my friends had very little to do with current attractions, and everything to do with what was available at the local Blockbuster. When one kid discovered a video there, all the other kids had to rush to go see it as soon as the previous one had returned the video. That’s how I watched The Last Unicorn for the first time at the age of 8 or so, even though it had come out years earlier in 1982. It was different from any “kids’ movie” I had ever seen before; more somber and arty. It made a distinct impression on me, and (in case you couldn’t tell from my WordPress profile picture) I’ve been obsessed with unicorns ever since.
The Last Unicorn tells the tale of a unicorn who is seemingly the last of her kind, and leaves her forest to find where all the other unicorns went. How does it hold up to an adult viewing? Having seen it twice as an adult, and having read the book upon which it was based, I can tell you that even though it’s not as phenomenal as I remember it being, it’s well worth seeing and I will always keep it close to my heart. It’s also become a bit of a cult classic, so it’s not just me who likes it. More below, including spoilers!