“2012 has been an incredible year for Letters of Note, with over 30 million visits to its 900 letters. Of those featured in the past 12 months, the 15 most-read are as follows, beginning with the most popular:”—Letters of Note: Best of 2012. Absolutely one of my favorite, never-miss sites.
Hey, I’m a big fan of X-Men! I have a question: Can you please explain me how Jean Grey got the Phoenix? It’s with her since she was born? I’m a fan of X-Men, but I never head a X-Book before.. it’s hard to find here in Brazil. I’m a fan of the whole story, but I never had the chance to read any, just made a research and got a lot of information. Sorry for my english.. and thx lol it might be a little confuse to read
Hello! Nah, don’t worry about it, I read it fine. To be honest, I’m still pretty confused myself. The writers keep trying to retcon the Phoenix Force storyline and with AvX and what not, it seems as if they’re losing sight of the PF’s origins in the first place. From what I understand though, Jean and the PF were separate entities. In the issue where she saved her teammates in the space shuttle, her powers were pushed to its limits. Somehow, the PF recognized her extensive potential and since it only sought out telepaths (at that time, at least) as its host, it chose her. She actually died as the shuttle hit the water (i think it was from the radioactivity) but the PF resurrected her immediately and it gets all complicated and loophole-y from there… But that’s basically it I guess… she was an Omega-level mutant and the Phoenix Force chose her as its host.
The pitch was simple: “John Belushi, Dan Aykroyd, Blues Brothers, how about it?” But the film The Blues Brothers became a nightmare for Universal Pictures, wildly off schedule and over budget, its fate hanging on the amount of cocaine Belushi consumed. From the 1973 meeting of two young comic geniuses in a Toronto bar through the careening, madcap production of John Landis’s 1980 movie, Ned Zeman chronicles the triumph of an obsession.
This is an amazing article, and supports John Roderick’s contention that every 70s movie is MADE OF COCAINE!
I started to think retrospectively about Hypercritical and why I liked it so much. John has demonstrated that it is often far more satisfying to understand why you like something than to just blindly hold an opinion. I began the process of re-listening through the entire Hypercritical catalog, all 158 hours of it. My goal was to be able to clearly describe why I love the show so much. The result is a critique methodology that I’ll rather overbearingly refer to as The Hypercritical Way.
While going through the archives I figured I’d also keep notes of all my favorite moments and combine them into a short highlights reel. This ended up around 20 minutes.
“Less is not necessarily more. Being a child of modernism I have heard this mantra all my life. Less is more. One morning upon awakening I realised that it was total nonsense, it is an absurd proposition and also fairly meaningless. But it sounds great because it contains within it a paradox that is resistant to understanding. But it simply does not obtain when you think about the visual of the history of the world. If you look at a Persian rug, you cannot say that less is more because you realise that every part of that rug, every change of colour, every shift in form is absolutely essential for its aesthetic success. You cannot prove to me that a solid blue rug is in any way superior. That also goes for the work of Gaudi, Persian miniatures, art nouveau and everything else. However, I have an alternative to the proposition that I believe is more appropriate. “Just enough is more.””—
“One of the best things about the general dearth of women in science is the fact that if you *are* a lady scientist and you find yourself in the midst of emesis-like situation with your head precariously close to a toilet in a workplace environment, odds are pretty good that no one else’s nether regions have been there since the last time it was cleaned.”—
“I almost never get sick, so obviously this is not happening.” (The logic is unassailable. I think I just swallowed a hair or something.)
The Emesis Nemesis is apparently another name for the Dusky Metalmark butterfly.