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Punishing Dirty Laundry

Courtesy LionsGate

I’m going to go out a limb and post my initial reaction to a short film from San Diego’s Comic Con, which I will link you to right here.

Holy. Shit.

I haven’t said a lot about Marvel’s character of Frank Castle, a.k.a. the Punisher, since way back in 2010 when I wrote about our heroes and their booze. I happen to think he’s somewhat underrated and incredibly interesting, not to mention a blast to watch in action. Without the cash, high-profile secret identity, or superpowers of other members of Marvel’s mighty pantheon, Frank takes his crusade against crime to the streets in a very straight-forward, brutal way. He opts for firearms, but isn’t above using edged weapons, bows, explosives, traps, industrial equipment, or even his bare fists to get the job done. There’s a rawness to the Punisher, and as much as he might seem to be emotionless at times, to me he always seems to be operating on anger bordering on unstoppable homicidal rage, tempered only by the memories of his family and the innocent people that he does, in fact, protect.

They’ve tried to adapt the Punisher the big screen several times. The first attempt was back in the 80s, and was little more than some shallow attempt to use the name & likeness to cash in on the Death Wish series and similar franchises of the time. Dolph Lundgren got the title role, and while he may be a physically intimidating presence, he acts about as well as a lumpy side of beef with a crew cut. Once Marvel became the cool comic kid on the block again, in 2004 Lionsgate took another stab at it with Thomas Jane in the lead role. It mixed elements of current books with a dichotomy of aesthetic that some found jarring, while others had trouble taking a villainous John Travolta seriously. 2008 saw the release of Punisher War Zone, which again was lead by a different Punisher, this time Ray Stevenson of Rome fame who would go on to become Volstagg the Voluminous in Thor.

I am of the opinion that while both 2000s Punishers are equally valid interpretations of the character, War Zone feels closer to the comics while Jane’s Punisher has more emotional weight and innovative ideas. Pretty much War Zone’s answer to everything is “shoot it”. I’m all for shooty action, but the non-shooty bits with Detective Soap and Frank’s relationship with non-criminal humans feel too short. Meanwhile, Thomas Jane is seen quite often outside of shooting situations. The violence comes in quick bursts outside of the inevitable tragic massacre that is part of his origin and the extended sequence at the end. Finally, Frank does things with phone surveillance, laundered money, and a portable fire hyrdrant that shows him as more than a mook with some guns and a grudge.

This is why I think the short film Dirty Laundry works well enough to get the Holy Shit reaction.

Don’t get me wrong, I like Ray Stevenson. But Thomas Jane just nails the slow burning buildup of Frank witnessing crime after crime. He conveys a great deal while saying very little. He’s taciturn without being stoic, if that makes any sense. Again, violence happens quickly and with unflinching brutality, and as we approach the climax of the film, the building tension is palpable. And hell, it’s got Ron Perlman in it.

Hey, guys at Marvel, writers and directors and producers: Can we get more of this, please? Imagine what this could do for Daredevil. Some tension-building set pieces, maybe a mention of the Kingpin, Hell’s Kitchen by night, and BAM, Man Without Fear. I’d also love to see a short of Doctor Strange visiting an older woman or a child who’s been possessed, and he needs to some astral projection to kick the demon or whatever out of the victim. And you can’t tell me Hugh Jackman wouldn’t be behind donning the sideburns and hairdo for ten minutes of badassery in a backwoods bar or a Pachinko hall or something.

But over and above all the pie-in-the-sky speculation, I’m really happy with how this short turned out, and hope to see more work of this nature, especially if Thomas Jane’s Punisher is involved.

Welcome back, Frank.

Writer Report: Have A Plan

Bard by BlueInkAlchemist, on Flickr

So while I continue to come to grips with the pulp science fiction yarn I want to spin, I may have started on a sequel to Cold Iron. On the one hand, it may be a bit presumptuous to already be writing a second story in a series when the first hasn’t been printed yet; on the other hand, Cold Iron ends in such a way that, if it works, people will definitely want to read more, and I know I definitely want to write more about these characters.

I know that writing isn’t always about the fun stuff. There’s hard work ahead. I do have stories I want to tell that may take some elbow grease to communicate properly. And yet, sitting down with a blank document in front of me, words for the sci-fi come in drips and drabs while the urban fantasy just flows out of me. I know it isn’t all good stuff, and there will be edits and cuts in the future, but I still have an easier time with that than I do with other stories.

Maybe I can use this. Reward myself with ‘breaks’ of the urban fantasy after getting myself through a bit of other work. As long as I’m always writing, I’ll get where I’m going eventually. I just have to be patient. I’m not waiting for the muse to strike or anything, but I do have to keep the words flowing in general, even if specific ones haven’t hit their stride yet.

Not sure what else there is to say on the situation at present. I think the cover of Cold Iron is ready. Means big things in very near future. Stay tuned.

That Darn Cat

Spark

Meet Spark.

Spark is a cat I adopted a few years ago when I moved out of my parents’ house. Living on my own proved to be a bit lonely, and I knew a friend who had been made aware of a cat coming from a broken home. The poor guy had been between a violently divorcing couple, so I took the little sweetheart in. I named him after a character in a webcomic because I’m a huge nerd, and at the time my taste was less refined than a raw lump of coal.

He’s proven to be a pretty good pet. He has a tendency to get his claws stuck in furniture, but I try to keep his foreclaws trimmed so he’s less of a threat to me and the upholstery. Before I adopted him, he’d been fixed, and he’d also suffered from a urinary tract infection. So no worries about him getting a leg up on female cats. Oh, he tries, when his step-sister Damsel goes into heat, but he gets about as far as the “get on top” portion of the feline mating ritual and ends up just looking confused.

Maybe that’s why he’s such a jerk sometimes.

Spark doesn’t just love attention. He craves it. Particularly from me. If I’m not home by a certain time, or I’m away for a weekend or something, the first thing he does when I walk in the door is start whining. He, like me, is a creature of habit, and if I don’t immediately drop everything to sit in my desk chair so he can hop in my lap and knead me while purring like an outboard motor, he’ll pitch a fit. But that’s not his jerkiest behavior. His jerkiest behavior is related to something he loves more than attention.

I fed the cats a little wet food every morning, to compliment their bowl of dry kibbles. Spark, in particular, loves it. And if I don’t get up when His Majesty is hungry, he can be a real pill about it. This morning, for instance, at around 5 in the AM, Sir Whines-A-Lot pawed at me until I woke up. He looked me in the face and meowed. I told him politely to let me go back to sleep and rolled over.

He wasn’t having any of that.

He pawed. He nuzzled. He purred in my ear as a way to keep me awake. On and on this went until my alarm started going off at 6:40. Basically, the little orange bastard made it a point to keep me awake for more than an hour and a half before I got up and fed his ass.

And after a twelve and a half hour day at the office, I could have used more sleep, not less of it.

I guess days like this are a peril of pet ownership. And I do love my cat quite a bit.

He just infuriates me at times to the point that I have to write up a filler blog post about it.

Congrats, Spark. You’re famous. Now get off my lap. I need a shower.

Constructive Communication

Art courtesy mitchclem.com

Given the debacles of the last week or so, and the ways I’ve seen back-and-forth going on several issues, it is past time for me to voice a gripe I have with certain behaviors people exhibit here in the wilds of the Internet. I will avoid naming names, but since without context I may as well be pissing in the wind, here’s an example of what I’m on about.

In the process of a competition, someone said something that, intentional or no, could be misconstrued as insulting, belittling, perhaps even bullying. Hindsight being what it is, and seeing as the source was representing a group directly linked to the competition, the source went about finding a way to make amends. The recipient, on the other hand, took umbrage. While this is a reasonable response, what followed was a very public tirade, a multi-tiered response that looks from the outside to be a very vehement and unwarranted counter-attack, and a great deal of self-victimization, blowing the initial incident far out of proportion.

Now, what was initially said probably should not have been said. That is a point agreed upon all around. But this was like responding to the accidental shooting of a civilian with an all-out, nationwide nuclear assault. “Kill one of my people, will you? Well, how about I kill a billion of yours!” Not exactly an appropriate means of conflict resolution.

What irks me is the passive-aggressive way this and several other conflicts have evolved. If someone is causing you grief, or you take issue with what they said, why not confront the person directly? It wasn’t myself personally who was involved with this, so I really have no stake or cause in naming names, but come on. Didn’t Malcolm Reynolds say “The next time you stab me in the back, have the courage to do it to my face”? Where’s the courage, here? Where’s the balls?

If all you do in response to an insult, perceived or actual, is make yourself out to be the wounded party in public, rather than confronting the source and ensuring intent and communication were clear, you come off as whiny. Needy. You don’t take responsibility for what’s going on, simply letting others either take the blame or come to your rescue. Sure, you might get a few new Twitter followers out of the deal, but is a bunch of half-cocked white-knight anonymous types really the kind of people you want being aware of your every move? Think about that.

It’s the same thing that bugs me about people who post on forums with the clever closing line “I’ll just leave this here”. No. Don’t just leave it there. Explain yourself. Make your case. Don’t hide behind a gif image or someone else’s rhetoric. I hate that shit. Yeah, sure, I thought it was cute and clever a while back, but you know what? It isn’t. It’s too easy. It’s cowardly. And it needs to stop.

I know it may seem hypocritical to not name names or cite any other specific instances, but this is not an instance of going after person A or sticking up for person B. This is just general, well-intentioned outrage at a mode of behavior that is becoming way too prevalent. Coded messages on Facebook, rhetorical questions asked over Twitter, stonewalling actual inroads for discussion… it’s like this sort of passive-aggressive baiting is becoming the lingua fraca of the Internet.

Remember the whole “Be polite, be efficient, be prepared to kill everyone you meet” thing from the Iraq invasion some time ago? Or, if you prefer, the SOP of the Sniper from Team Fortress 2? That still applies. Be polite when you approach someone you feel has offended you. You never know, they might have spoken out of turn or did not think their words could be hurtful. Is it so difficult to give someone the benefit of the doubt? Also, don’t mince words. Get to the point, and make your case. You’ll be much more broadly and well received if you behave like an adult instead of a petulant, whiny child. And as for the last? It goes with not mincing words. Say what you mean, and if something pisses you off, say so. Stand by your feelings, but don’t let them run the conversation. It’s like the aging man with the shitty tattoos at the top of this post says:

“Either have your phasers set on KILL, or motherfucker, don’t show up.”

Passive-aggressive bullshit is the STUN setting. It’s lightweight, kindergarten playground bullshit. It’s not constructive communication. It isn’t mature. It’s getting fucking disgusting.

Knock it off.

Thank you.

Writer Report: Traction

Bard by BlueInkAlchemist, on Flickr

Starting a brand new story is proving more difficult than I thought.

I’ve tried to start Captain Pendragon and the Planet of Doom twice, now, and I’m struggling, likely because there’s a part of me that knows this sort of thing has been done before. I’m trying to shake off the negativity and nay-saying, and focus on getting the thing started with a nice, sharp hook and adequate characterization rather than something resembling an info dump. I may try putting an old-fashioned quick prelude on the first page, like a newsreel or the opening of Star Wars, to get the reader in the mood and cut to the chase almost immediately.

I’ll take a stab at that over the weekend. Today, I’ll be carving out some time to put some finishing touches on Cold Iron. I want to make sure the narrative’s coherent. The characters feel solid, and I think there’s a good flow to it, but the progression of events should be at least somewhat logical. I just need to double-check that.

Not much else to report. Some unfortunate news of the morning leaves me somewhat enervated and a little irked.

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