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"The Weeping Angels have gone from an incredibly creepy one-off villain into creatures that, like the Daleks before them, have lost any ability to inspire fear. They are only terrifying if they obey the rules that make them feel real … and these angels never do. They attack you in an instant if you blink, but Rory and Amy can look away from them for a good minute to debate how to defeat them without any dire consequences. They zap you back in time if they touch you, unless you’re River Song, in which case they just grab hold of your wrist and don’t let go. They always cover their eyes to protect themselves from being quantum locked, except when they don’t. They turn to stone when observed, but can cross a huge, vibrant city full of people with no problems. They only send people back in time when they are weak, otherwise they just kill them (a la Season 5), but when they’re superpowerful in New York, they stick to the back-in-time plan. And it’s lucky that there are no pictures of New York City landmarks, since an image of an angel is an angel and all."
— An interesting criticism of The Weeping Angels by FeministFiction, The Angels Take Manhattan Review (via neighborly)
Elementary significant objects/milestones
#locs #naturalhair
My Warrior Wonder Woman commission from Mike Kevan
favourite asoiaf characters; Catelyn Stark
“I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.”
– Did you ever call Dana “Ma’am”?
– I did once and it was awful.
#obligatory reblog #because #this is the moment where we see why they matter #where Garak is gearing up for a real bout of rage and bitterness and Julian just #says no #and in that instant the strength of his (naive-maybe-foolish-maybe-ridiculous) sentimental nature #—exactly what Garak has never allowed himself to want or need or even admire— #is also exactly what Garak needs #and Julian #who usually loves being the pupil in their relationship #demonstrates that he is both willing and capable of breaking out of that role when necessary #… #I think I tagged this extensively when it last appeared on my dash too #can’t help myself I love this scene #Star Trek #ds9 #Garak x Bashir
Today I have an article at io9 about adaptation vs. interrogation, Elementary’s first season, and the handling of two true Baker Street Irregulars! Spoilers for the first season, and also for bees.
…But now that its first season is over, we’re realizing this show understands the Arthur Conan Doyle canon — it’s just not afraid to ask questions. Here’s why Elementary is the Sherlock Holmes we never knew we always needed.- Elementary Demonstrates the Right Way to Adapt a Classic Hero
"Toast is when you take a piece of bread – What is bread? Bread is when you take some flour – What is flour? We’ll skip that part, it’s too complicated. Bread is something you can eat, made from ground-up plant and shaped like a stone. You cook it… Please, why do you cook it? Why don’t you just eat the plant? Never mind that part – Pay attention. You cook it, and then you cut it into slices, and you put a slice into a toaster, which is a metal box that heats up with electricity – What is electricity? Don’t worry about that. While the slice is on the toaster, you get out the butter – butter is a yellow grease, made from the mammary glands of – skip the butter. So, the toaster turns the slice of bread black on both sides with smoke coming out, and then this ‘toaster’ shoots the slice up into the air, and it falls onto the floor…
‘Forget it,’ says Snowman. ‘Let’s try again.’ Toast was a pointless invention from the dark ages. Toast was an implement of torture that caused all those subjected to it to regurgitate in verbal form the sins and crimes of their past lives. Toast was a ritual item devoured by fetishists in the belief that it would enhance their kinetic and sexual powers. Toast cannot be explained by any rational means.
Toast is me.
I am toast."
‘Forget it,’ says Snowman. ‘Let’s try again.’ Toast was a pointless invention from the dark ages. Toast was an implement of torture that caused all those subjected to it to regurgitate in verbal form the sins and crimes of their past lives. Toast was a ritual item devoured by fetishists in the belief that it would enhance their kinetic and sexual powers. Toast cannot be explained by any rational means.
Toast is me.
I am toast."
— Margaret Atwood, Oryx and Crake (via thesecondbreakfastclub)
