The Yankees will most likely win the World Series in a very short time and as a Phillies fan, I feel the need to say the following:
- the Yankees are still a bunch of stupidheads
- the Phillies are still great
That is all.
I still love you, Phillies. I’m so grateful for this season, even if it didn’t end quite the way I hoped it would. Reaching the World Series twice in a row is so much more than what I thought was even possible two years ago. So thank you.
Next year!
(posted by Nathaniel James).
Where In The World Is Carmen Sandiego by Sean Altman
originally by Rockapella
Favorite line:
“She put the Miss in misdemeanor when she stole the beans from Lima”
Carmen Sandiego is such a badass.
Dead Snow
2 words: Nazi zombies.
It takes far too long for the zombies to really show up (it’s at least halfway through the movie before there’s much of a showdown) and so the first half of the movie is boring and pointless. But when the zombies do show up, it is as ridiculous and awesome as the phrase Nazi zombie suggests.
Over the weekend, I saw Scream for the first time. Even though I had never seen it before, it reminded me of my childhood because it is so incredibly 90’s. I think Scream may be the definitive movie of the 90’s for me.
Cliff Lee is my current imaginary Phillies boyfriend.
Mac from Veronica Mars (Tina Majorino) starred in Waterworld as a child? Weird.
So the above is a poster for a German film called Die Päpstin, or literally translated, The Pope-ess. It’s basically one of those stories in which girls triumph over adversity, disguise themselves, and become Pope, in spite of everyone’s expectations. Usually I’m down with that kind of thing, but this movie is terrribleee. It’s schlocky and kitschy, which usually is hilarious enough when left on its own (especially the scene where the Bishop gets beheaded, or one of the brothers in the convent almost finds out her secret because he sees her menstrual blood coursing down her leg—I managed to muffle a laugh with my scarf), but more unforgivably the schlock lasts 148 minutes. Not even the sight of the guy who played Faramir in Lord of the Rings making out with a monk can justify the length. The last time I watched a film with intermission was either Lawrence of Arabia or Gone with the Wind, and Die Päpstin isn’t exactly on that level.
If I were Catholic, I might be legitimately offended—not just because of the scene in which the blood of the miscarriage stains the papal robes as she collapses on the stairs, but also for the complete lack of merit. My God, they cast John Goodman as a Pope! What were they thinking?
Ha! This sounds hilarious. I’m imaging a sort of nonsensical version Tamora Pierce’s Alanna books except featuring a plucky girl trying to rise in the hierarchy of Catholic priests instead of a plucky girl trying to become a knight. The idea that nobody would notice that the pope is female is so absurd that it just might be a stroke of genius.
Well, I’m not gonna lie: my original entry had “Usually I’m down for that kind of thing (hey, I went through an obsession with Tamora Pierce when I was younger)” so along the same wavelengths. Except - this is just kind of waaay worse, for some reason. Maybe it’s the ridiculously graphic violence.
The best/worst part, though, is that they manage to work in a love interest for the Popess, a man who was creepily once her guardian and then fell in love with the girl he’d raised alongside his own daughters. Even after raiders came and separated the two forever and ever, they still managed (coincidentally, you know) to meet up in Rome, by which time she’d become a cardinal or monk or abbot or whatever and he was a high-ranking soldier. He then became her man-mistress. Suffice it to say, the miscarriage was his lovechild. The overwhelming conclusion at the end was that the past was a sucky place to live, and not just for women.
For some reason, the idea of a pregnant pope offends me far more than a female pope. She’s supposed to be celibate! I realize this makes no sense, as there were a whole bunch of terrible popes in actual history who were quite lecherous, but I suppose I feel like a female pope should be better than that. She should be a kickass female pope! Not one who has sex!
Although to carry on the Tamora Pierce analogy, an older love interest who was once a guardian figure for the female protagonist is reminiscent of Daine and Numair. I found it creepy then, too.
Tegan and Sara - Hell.
New video to promote their new Sainthood album and fortune teller origami. As always, they have the best hair.
Love them.
So the above is a poster for a German film called Die Päpstin, or literally translated, The Pope-ess. It’s basically one of those stories in which girls triumph over adversity, disguise themselves, and become Pope, in spite of everyone’s expectations. Usually I’m down with that kind of thing, but this movie is terrribleee. It’s schlocky and kitschy, which usually is hilarious enough when left on its own (especially the scene where the Bishop gets beheaded, or one of the brothers in the convent almost finds out her secret because he sees her menstrual blood coursing down her leg—I managed to muffle a laugh with my scarf), but more unforgivably the schlock lasts 148 minutes. Not even the sight of the guy who played Faramir in Lord of the Rings making out with a monk can justify the length. The last time I watched a film with intermission was either Lawrence of Arabia or Gone with the Wind, and Die Päpstin isn’t exactly on that level.
If I were Catholic, I might be legitimately offended—not just because of the scene in which the blood of the miscarriage stains the papal robes as she collapses on the stairs, but also for the complete lack of merit. My God, they cast John Goodman as a Pope! What were they thinking?
Ha! This sounds hilarious. I’m imaging a sort of nonsensical version Tamora Pierce’s Alanna books except featuring a plucky girl trying to rise in the hierarchy of Catholic priests instead of a plucky girl trying to become a knight. The idea that nobody would notice that the pope is female is so absurd that it just might be a stroke of genius.
thecount / thecameraislying / browncoats
1st 30 seconds of Castle
“Didn’t you wear that like five years ago? Don’t you think it’s time to move on?”
YOU NEVER MOVE ON FROM FIREFLY.
Never.
This is kind of the greatest thing I’ve ever seen.
I love Castle’s willingness to be meta, to refer to Nathan Fillion’s past roles. And any time Nathan Fillion is on my tv in the Captain Mal costume is time well-spent.
Go Phillies!
