Charade silkscreen poster by David O’Daniel of Alien Corset.

Charade screenprint by N.E. for New Flesh prints.

While I fully support the idea of Charade being shown by revival houses with fancy local limited edition commemorative posters for the occasion,  it may well drive me into bankruptcy.  Or despair, if I only find out about them after their limited print run has been sold.  Or bankruptcy again as I try to buy the last remaining free market print on eBay.

˙sǝɔuǝɹǝɟɟıp ʍoɹqǝʎǝ ǝɥʇ ʇno ʞɔǝɥɔ ˙ɯןıɟ ʇuǝɹǝɟɟıp ɐ ɯoɹɟ ʎǝɹpnɐ ɟo oʇoɥd ɐ ɯoɹɟ sı ʇuıɹd ןǝıuɐp,o ǝɥʇ uı ǝʎǝ ןɐɹʇuǝɔ ǝɥʇ ǝɹns ʎʇʇǝɹd ɯ,ı :sd

Instantly DIE with winged swingers in your area!

I believe I first saw this in Jon Sung’s Twitter feed, and I loved the concept: Tribbles as an embodiment of spam, forever reproducing through your computer and printing out through your 3D printer and filling your house and your print queue with fluffy destruction.

Then I thought about Steven Moffat’s Weeping Angels.  If, according to the somewhat variable rules of angel engagement, “whatever takes the image of an Angel becomes itself an Angel,” then…

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…a digital image of a Weeping Angel, sent to your computer, would print itself out of your 3D printer.  The printout would also become an angel.

And then we’re all screwed.


oldauntamy:

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Anyone know the artist for proper credit?

Photographed by Leonid Tishkov & Boris Bendikov, Tishkov blogged about the series in 2009, and a second series with a giant star was also done, perhaps by other artists.

(Source: gestaltjournal.com)

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—”The Department”, A Bit of Fry & Laurie, Series 3, episode one.

I’ve had the Boston MFA plaque for this piece in my phone for four years now, intending to do more research on it. Here it is: Josiah McElheny by Judith Dobrzynski Josiah McElheny by Brian Gleeson Above image: Josiah McElheny by STML

I’ve had the Boston MFA plaque for this piece in my phone for four years now, intending to do more research on it.

Here it is:

(Source: mfa.org)

The Onion AV Club ran one of it’s idle, comment-grubbing “Photo Caption” contests for Jason Statham in Parker, and the winner was “Look at me, I’m a cowboy! Howdy, howdy, howdy!”  This was decrypted as a reference to a classic Far Side cartoon, which stopped me in my proverbial tracks.  Because while this was true (it’s the caption for the vulture picture immediately above), it was also the punchline that is my absolute favorite moment in all three of the Toy Story films.  And I never made the connection before.  It’s a little like having watched all the Cary Grant screwball comedies AND all the Marx Brothers films and saying that the best film of all time is Bogdanovich’s What’s Up Doc.

The Onion AV Club ran one of it’s idle, comment-grubbing “Photo Caption” contests for Jason Statham in Parker, and the winner was “Look at me, I’m a cowboy! Howdy, howdy, howdy!”  This was decrypted as a reference to a classic Far Side cartoon, which stopped me in my proverbial tracks.  Because while this was true (it’s the caption for the vulture picture immediately above), it was also the punchline that is my absolute favorite moment in all three of the Toy Story films.  And I never made the connection before.  It’s a little like having watched all the Cary Grant screwball comedies AND all the Marx Brothers films and saying that the best film of all time is Bogdanovich’s What’s Up Doc.

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Another Way To Breathe: Meet The Team: Hawkeye

kierongillen:

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 A trope of the genre is how the unpowered human can stand against the power of these walking gods. It’s the Batman Always Wins line – that by force of will and preparation, you can trump anything.

Looked with cold eyes, it’s utter nonsense. You can’t trick an A-bomb by hiding in the shadows. You need to turn anyone with powers into an idiot to pull it off. And that’s putting aside the fact that all the “normal” human heroes are performing stunts that are simply beyond anything any actual member of our species can do. It doesn’t make any sense whatsoever when looked at in a literal fashion.

Which makes it lucky that it’s not a particularly literal genre. It doesn’t matter if it’s realistic or factual. It only matters if it’s true. It’s a metaphor. It’s all metaphors.