Category: media
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A war story on the downs — review of Watership Down, part 1
After having seen Netflix’s Watership Down miniseries, I’ve recorded some thoughts on it, and the book it was based on, which is a beloved longtime favorite of mine. Part 1: “A war story on the downs” – The nature of the story in general – An overview of the three main characters from the book…
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Apparently only dudes in Westworld are complex enough to have darkness
I’ve been watching Westworld on HBO, and I intend to watch it through to the end, but I’m not very satisfied with it. I mean, besides the fact that I’ve always had a huge mental block against sympathizing with robots as characters, as I still basically think they’re always going to just be things, it’s…
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Captain America’s Winter Soldier hair
No, this isn’t me making good on my threat to rhapsodize over each of Chris Evans’s individual attractive features in turn. Okay, there’s a little of that in here, but I swear I have more of a point. This is about costume design. If you’re like me, and you are closely attuned to the tiniest…
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The relative importance of tone
Tone tends to be very important to me when it comes to whether or not I can become absorbed in a given piece of media. By tone, I mean the overall feeling and vibe a piece gives off, plus the attitude they take towards their story or subject matter. Embracing the right tone for the…
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That je ne sais quoi
In Mad Men, a television show that I would not say I like but still totally fascinates me, a recurring theme is the idea that things either ARE, or they AREN’T, the notion that some stuff just doesn’t have that je ne sais quoi to make it what it is supposed to be. An example…
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How Bojack Horseman is revolutionizing the Unlikeable Tortured Protagonist
You may have heard me talk of a weird little Netflix show about anthropomorphic animals that’s been getting a bit of press lately by the name of “Bojack Horseman.” More than once I’ve heard people express bewilderment at the appeal of an odd little work like this cartoon, and I confess I was there myself…