While I have noticed occasional problems with picture quality and focus, this theatre remains one of my favorites because it is the best one in Portland for movie hopping.
Star Wars Episode 3. Evil Dead? Bourne? I think a case could be made for Indiana Jones. And as you don't specify trilogy, Harry Potter 3 would fit the bill.
I stopped watching at the end of the astronaut season. I like Rory a lot, but Amy is... a horrible person? And not entertaining for me to watch? And I would probably still watch the show if it was Dr Who and Rory?
So, yeah, I didn't like Amy, and that was part of it. But also, shit didn't make sense. I know that Dr Who never holds up especially well to scrutiny, but if you are going to base a season around having some incredibly convoluted time travel and causality tangles, make sure it is rewarding for the viewer to pay attention.
Also also, I am sick of the Daleks, I am sick of the cybermen, and the Ood, and them just rehashing the same villains over and over again.
Also also also, every single week shit boils down to saving all of humanity if it's a small episode, and all of space and time usually. Which is boring. There are no stakes anymore. There are no times where I feel like "HOLY BALLS SHIT JUST GOT REAL." Have some actual small episodes. Have half a season where it is just the doctor getting cats out of trees so we can cleanse our palette.
My reaction to the detractors for this Kickstarter is the same as my feelings when Backspace needed to raise funds a few months ago. Backspace has hosted a number of events that I've been associated with, and because they were for arts and small press causes, they agreed to do it for free. No other venue of their size supports the creatives in Portland like Backspace does, and Reading Frenzy is the same way. They cut deals to struggling artists, and organize shows and readings for people who would otherwise not have this sort of opportunity. They could charge for this, but they don't. Is that bad business? Kind of, yeah! But it also helps to foster a creative community. And it is entirely reasonable for a store or a venue to occasionally pass the hat around among the community that they have helped.
Earlier this year Backspace hosted a fundraiser for the Portland Zine Symposium. Hundreds of people came, things were read, music was played. The cost to the organizers? Like 80 bucks to pay the sound guy for his time.
Does Backspace make questionable business decisions? Yes! But at least a subset of those business decisions are them being nice to local artists who couldn't afford to hold events of that caliber anywhere else in the city. If a place is failing because they are too nice and generous, I don't think it's unreasonable for them to put out a hat when things are tough for them.
I bet it was totally an accident that he wrote a blog post that objectified female comic book characters, and that the pictures for females were super sexualized.
Unrelatedly, here is a picture of the main character from the video game he made: http://stuffpoint.com/lollipop-chainsaw/im…
The day broke and dawn worked its way through the mists of Jantzen Beach. Three adventurers surveyed the land before them. The ground was hard and blasted as far as the eye could see. No tree grew here, nor blade of grass. In the distance lay a great pit, the ruins of some great structure now cast down. Twisted girders poked at the sky like dark teeth, and the adventurers wondered how such a vision of Dagorlad had found its way into their world. It was a barren land, far from home, and to lay eyes on it caused the hearts of the three to go heavy.
"This quest is a fools errand," said William, eldest of the three. "We should not have come here. This cursed place will swallow us fore we find the shelter we seek."
"Not so," said Erik, the most obsessed with Farscape of their band. "We must persevere. I have heard tell that the dining halls of this place rival those of even Rivendell, and that their food is sweeter to the tongue than even the lembas of Galadriel."
"Look!" shouted me, the winner of the breakfast contest, "There, to the east!"
They raised their hands to their brows, shielding their eyes against the assault of the dawning sun. It hung just over the horizon, a half globe of yellow piercing the black and gray of the landscape that surrounded them. As they focused their vision a second object became clear, sitting just below the sun. It too was yellow, and the sight of it warmed their spirits.
"Behold," said me, "The sigil that we seek."
It was the shape of a shield, laid on its side. It sat raised above the bleak landscape atop a great pole, and while the pole was made of the black metal that marred so much of the terrain the sign itself glowed as if the light of Anor itself rested within it. It was a beacon to the weary travelers, one that spoke of a warm hearths and hearty meals. As the three adventurers walked towards the Denny's each smiled that even in a realm so blasted and desolate they might still find a place such as this, something good in the world, something worth fighting for.
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