For once, a book introduced me to my new favorite movie. It was actually a double whammy of finding two new treasures. At the only dedicated romance book store in Los Angeles, The Ripped Bodice, I was enticed by a sequel book launch event for Heroine Worship by Sarah Kuhn. Lured by the attraction of local comedians doing the reading, cupcakes, Japanese food truck, and a bunch of local talent, I decided to check it out even though I had not read the first book, Heroine Complex at this point. The event was a rousing success as it was super fun and memorable but also encouraged me to check out the first book.
Red balloon. Rain slickers. Clown. It, that iconic clown demon, has returned and is now terrifying and delighting audiences on the silver screen. Since it seems like balloons and raincoats …
Close your eyes and retrieve the memories of the the wholesome family show Sabrina the Teenage Witch from the mid nineties. The show where a half-witch/half mortal played by Melissa Joan Hart dominated the hearts of the ABC Family audience as she pranced about her room magicking various outfits upon herself as her talking cat, Salem, makes some witty remark. There was a laugh track, pastel colored walls, and a pair of sweet doting aunts. With eyes still closed, imagine darkness steadily falling upon this serene show. Then peel it back to reveal the horrors just behind it. That is the current era of Sabrina with The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina comics.
The reaction to ‘Wonder Woman’ has been astoundingly positive and has further solidified Princess Diana into legendary status. The movie exceed my expectations and there was definitely an appreciation for Wonder Woman, but the character that had perked me up was Lucy Davis as Etta Candy, the plucky secretary that had helped Princess Diana disguise herself into Diana Prince.
Everlasting love and romance can seem such a fantasy. Especially within the movies and books showcasing scandalous affairs and love struck tragedies. As much fun it is to imagine such passionate adventures, it takes a story like A Man Called Ove, by Fredik Backman, to simply say love and romance is here you ninnies so shut your slobberin’ yappin’ mouth and get some work done.
Everyone loves a good monster movie. Everyone has their reasons for loving a good monster movie. Some side with the monster, some root for the massive take down. There must be tons of analytical papers that look into a viewer’s relationship with monsters and why, despite not being realistic in any way, they feel real to us as we watch them on screen. We easily accept there can be such a thing as a Godzilla fighting Mothra or Werewolves, Frankenstein. Vampires, Succubi, and even Reptar.
Recently there was an article published from a big name comic giant (that has six letters and starts with the letter after “L”) that blamed low sales on comics featuring …