After last week’s slow paced, but efficient outing with Game of Thrones, I was happily looking forward to the “Great Game” getting underway. I was content that now the pieces would be moving and that the writers had a sense of where to take the show, and for the most part, this week seemed to allow for that.
By J.J. Ulm
Logan isn’t the only X-Men story coming to screens this winter — not even the only one starting with an L. Over on Fox’s FX network (and on Hulu for you cord-cutters), a less famous mutant called Legion has his own series. Has Fox finally gotten its X-groove back? Or is it just the Generation X miniseries all over again?
Okay, I just wanted an excuse to remind people that was a thing.
(It had Matt Frewer in it.)
The titular Legion is a young mental patient named David Haller, who is either a paranoid schizophrenic, the world’s most powerful mutant, or a little of both. As far as the medical community is concerned, he’s the former, and it’s while locked away in Clockworks Psychiatric Hospital that he meets a Manic Pixie Dream Girl (and more on that in a moment) with powers of her own and realizes the voices in his head might not all be in his head.
David Haller is a name that comes with a whole lot of baggage, so X-Men and continuity nerds probably have questions. However, only three episodes in, I’m not sure I have answers, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to seek out spoilers to get them. (Okay, I did manage to get spoiled on them while looking up details of the show for this review, but I’ll be polite and not pass that on to you.)
Though there’s one you only have to see promotional photos to answer: No, sadly he does not have that magnificent Bill Sienkiewicz hair.
But it says a lot that more than a few details of David’s life are left as mysteries, even ones that you might assume if you know his comic book backstory. David is very much an unreliable narrator, and that bleeds into everything about the show, from its very, very non-chronological narrative to the hints of the 1960s that pop up seemingly at random among the otherwise modern technology and fashion. While most of the voices in his head are just other people’s thoughts he’s picking up through uncontrolled telepathy, he’s still not entirely sane. It gives the show a distinct look, both in design and direction, and actor Dan Stevens gives David a manic energy that suits it.
As an adaptation, it’s worth noting that Legion was originally based on the now-outdated Hollywood idea of Multiple Personality Disorder, now classified as Dissociative Identity Disorder. Each one of his multiple personalities manifested its own mutant power. It’s an interesting idea as superpowers go, but not up to current understanding of mental illness. The show reins this in quite a bit and keeps his powers more in line with schizophrenia.
The biggest weakness thus far is that aforementioned Manic Pixie Dream Girl, a to-the-letter conventionally attractive young woman named Syd whose powers are based on touch. A Roguelike, if you will. Rachel Keller does a commendable job in the role, but she’s so perfect I started watching whether the other characters were reacting to her to make sure she wasn’t another figment of David’s imagination. If they wanted to give David a love interest, they’d have done better with someone less vanilla.
Still, it’s a fascinating show that, like Logan, is well to the darker side of the superhero genre. Fortunately X-Men is a series that’s a little more suited to that than most, and it looks like, with Marvel giving them the green light to go in that direction, Fox is doing some great things with it.
The other day I noticed a pin had fallen off my bag — because I am the kind of dork who ruins her expensive messenger bag with pins, but who is also clumsy like a YA heroine and snags then on everything. It was one of my The Force Awakens ones, a First Order sigil I'd gotten along with a Captain Phasma pin — because I am especially a dork for Gwendoline Christie. I had one more I'd left at home, with a simplified Kylo Ren mask, but as I fingered the hole in the canvas on the bus ride home, the thought of putting another First Order pin on my bag turned my stomach.
It's all just a little too close to home these days.
On Tuesday, February 1, protesters gathered at the Supreme Court to oppose the Executive Branch's ultimate nomination to fill a vacancy held open since February 13, 2016.
President Donald Trump nominated Federal appellate judge Neil Gorsuch, a textualist and originalist who has participated in controversial decisions regarding the ACA, birth control, corporate regulation, the death penalty, and more.
Nintendo never wanted to be in the mobile game business. For years they dragged their feet against investors insisting they make something for the exploding smartphone market. But eventually they caved, and now that they’re here, they are not shying away from the things that have made mobile gaming an unapologetic money pit.
And Fire Emblem Heroes is exactly that, far more than any of Nintendo’s previous mobile games.
This should come as no shock to anyone – there are two of me. There’s Public Me, and there’s Real Me. Please don’t click away – I’m absolutely not about to make some overwrought Tyler Durden metaphor.
The narrow concrete walkway that led around the house opened into a newly grown green yard that sloped down just enough to remind Fran of home. He let out a peaceful sigh and imagined whiling his weekends away back here, nursing a beer and a cigar while Timmy cut the lawn and Kathleen played nearby.
He glanced at the neighbor’s yard and let out a jayses mary and joseph when he saw the old Goldwater sign. A sign like that would get you a right ass kicking back in Carbondale; he still remembered huddling with his brothers for warmth when the coal company got greedy. He still remembered how some of the southern cunts in his unit treated the black guys in Korea.
This election has revealed the true colors of many of my friends, family, and fellow Americans, for better or worse, some frighteningly worse. Still, I can only hope that somehow we will come together as a whole and work toward making this country better. Unfortunately I do not see that happening, at least at this juncture.
Living in a bellwether state is a special kind of hell. Here in Ohio, starting months before the election, you can't turn on the TV, load up a video stream, or visit a web site without getting either a Clinton or a Trump ad. Traffic is regularly backed up and buses are rerouted around Secret Service convoys. It's impossible to ignore.
When this year’s Democratic primary took shape I was ecstatic that a bold message on inequality, climate change, and a rigged campaign finance system resonated with large swaths of Americans. On other hand, Hillary Clinton had been present in the public sphere since my earliest formed memories, as First Lady then as my Senator in New York. I respected her, but considered her deeply yoked to some of the most toxic structures of the American polity.