We interrupt your “regularly scheduled” (look, I’ll get to it, this shit is time-consuming, okay) Woke Charmed programming to bring you… more Woke Charmed. Only this time, it’s the theatrical edition. That’s right, I saw Wicked! And since I suffered, the rest of you have to, too.
So listen. I’m a millennial woman. I graduated high school in 2003. Of course I was in the Wicked fandom back 20 freaking years ago. Obviously. I’ve been waiting two freaking decades for them to make a movie of this thing. I waited patiently, so patiently, and what did they do? They cast Ariana Grande. So that was basically that for me. It was over as soon as it started. As an Italian of northern origin, I knew that she’s Sicilian, and as a millennial woman who had a younger millennial sibling, i.e. someone who was watching Nickelodeon shows during their heyday, I knew that she was a backstabbing puttana. And this was before all this shit happened, which not only brought the Sicilian whore down lower in my estimation but also brought one of the other major characters of this film down with her. Then Cynthia Erivo, whom I’d never heard of, got jealous that I had reserved all my hate for her costars and so she decided to shoot her big fat mouth off so that I could hate her, too. And finally, rounding out this cast of twats, they got Goat-Size Peter Dinklage into the mix. Needless to say, I was not interested.
Then, about two weeks ago, my local bestie joined me to see The Fifth Element, an actual good movie, in theaters for my birthday. Local bestie shall hereinafter be referred to as Tolkien Friend, for her fandom is All Things Tolkien, and she’s gone so far as to get a tattoo of JRR’s monogram. Tolkien Friend shares my disdain for modern media, so after the movie we went out to dinner and spent two hours complaining about how shite modern media is. My childhood got ruined with the new Star Wars movies, hers got ruined with Rings of Power, and we also talked about how Mythimom’s got ruined with the constant raping of Star Trek‘s corpse. In the midst of that, she brought up Wicked. Tolkien Friend, being a millennial female, had of course also been in the Wicked fandom as a teen. And, being the same age as Mythelina, she also was big into the Nickelodeon stuff as a kid and thus knew about Ariana being una sciattona Siciliana. She also heavily disliked Cynthia for losing her damn mind over a fanart. And she knew that the whole cast, basically, was trash, “Well, except for Jeff Goldblum.”
But Tolkien Friend had won two tickets in a raffle. So she asked if I wanted to go hatewatch it with her. “Not really,” I said with a grimace, thinking about how I already was behind on MLJ and I’ve got enough hatewatching to do.
“Yeah, I saw the play a few years ago and I don’t want this to ruin my enjoyment of it,” she said. And that, we thought, was going to be the end of that.
But then I went home and got on Elematrix and started TALKING TO MY ENABLER
This man, and don’t let him fucking lie to you, he encourages me to do this shit because he thinks it’s funny. He thought it was funny when I watched the first Woke Charmed, and he thinks it’s funny that I’m suffering through My Lady Pain, and he wants me to do The Acolyte and Wandavision for you all next because HE THINKS IT’S FUNNY WHEN I SUFFER
So what did he do?
“Mah boi Cataline says it’s good“
“Critical Drinker says it’s good“
“C’mon, Mythical, go see it”
So what did I do? I told Tolkien Friend, sure, why don’t we go ahead and use your free tickets and go see it.
So, where do I begin with this?
Already Tolkien Friend knew this was a mistake even as we walked into the theater. She says, “Did you know this freaking thing is 2.5 hours long??” and I admitted I did know that and then she became angry with me for suggesting this, because she was down with a 90 minute hatewatch, but 150 minutes is something else altogether.
I BLAME PAN ZAGLOBA
We go in to the theater, we sit down, and she’s like, “We’re never getting out of here.” Her rage was exacerbated by the fact that they didn’t even start the damn trailers until 10 minutes after when the movie was supposed to start. It was just commercial after commercial after commercial before that, all for Wicked shit! Tolkien Friend was like, “Why are you advertising it to us? We’re already here!”
I attempted to distract her with a nice, and by nice I mean loud and swear-filled, conversation about how this damn thing had a $500 million marketing budget. Not counting the $500 million production budget across parts 1 and 2. So they’ve already spent a billion damn dollars on this thing. So there’s no way it’s going to make a profit, because what are you doing with that marketing budget?!
Look, assholes, all you had to do was take the play and put it on the screen. That is ALL WE NEEDED YOU TO DO. This musical has been printing money on Broadway for TWENTY YEARS, you could have spent $15 on marketing and it would have made a profit, but instead you’ve been annoying us all for months by cramming this movie down our throats and blowing HALF A BILLION DOLLARS? YOU WILL NEVER EARN THAT BACK, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
Anyway, then the actual trailers began, and every time a new one would start Tolkien Friend would hold her phone up to me and show me how the time was just ticking past, ticking past. It was supposed to start at 4:30 and it didn’t start until 5:00, we knew there was no way we were getting out of there before 8:00.
Off to a great start.
So, the movie itself.
This is the thing. The Broadway musical is, like, two hours and fifteen minutes long without intermission. The whole thing. Not the first half. The entire damn play. This was “part 1.” It was just the first half of the musical, up to the intermission. That’s it. And it was TWO AND A HALF HOURS LONG.
And you know what I learned by having Wicked be stretched out for two and a half hours? I learned that, as much as I liked it when I was nineteen years old, the plot of this thing is paper thin. For what it originally was—a two hour family musical that tells you a cute, Disney Princess-caliber story complete with a romance and a happy ending—it doesn’t really matter that the plot doesn’t hold up very well under scrutiny. If you’re spending five minutes total on a plot point that’s only there to advance the story along, who cares.
But when you’re dedicating literal hours upon hours to it? Suddenly things start falling apart. You’ll see what I mean as we progress.
SPOILERS BELOW I’M NOT HOLDING ANYTHING BACK
The plot of this musical is: Elphaba is a nice green girl who winds up at Hogwarts. Why is she green? Well, her mom did the nasty with a traveling salesman who gave her some green elixir and whoopsie doodle. Why is she at Hogwarts? Well, she’s got a wheelchair sister who her father-who’s-not-her-father-because-his-wife-cucked-him is very overprotective of. The wheelchair sister got into Hogwarts. Elphaba doesn’t go to school, probably, because everyone hates her because she’s green.
First instance of “hi I have a question.” I know that it’s supposed to be a thinly veiled allegory for racism or whatever, but, like, there are combat veterans in the world who are missing half their faces. There are people who’ve been permanently disfigured in acid attacks. There are people who are missing limbs or who are only three feet tall like Fun-Size Peter Dinklage. And people might be like WHOA SHIT the first time they see them but they get used to it. But Oz isn’t like our world, okay? These munchkins and winkies are horrible, horrible people apparently. Because every time she meets someone in this entire movie, she’s like, “Yes, I’m green, yes, I’ve always been green, no, I’m not seasick, no, I didn’t eat grass as a kid.” And instead of going “ok” everyone is like
*point*
*laugh*
*jeer*
*scream*
*faint*
Every fucking time they see her. Like, calm down?? Honestly, does this even work as an allegory for racism? I don’t think there was ever, in the history of even the most Jim Crow towns of all Jim Crow states in all the Jim Crow south, someone who screamed or fainted at the sight of one of them awful coloreds.
Anyway, Elphaba isn’t there to go to school, she’s just there to babysit wheelchair sister. Wheelchair sister is annoyed by this, because she doesn’t need babysitting. Unfortunately, before wheelchair sister can send Elphaba away and try to go about her life like a normal human, the school’s headmistress or some shit is like “I’LL PUSH UR CHAIR, GIMPY MAGOO” and Elphaba’s all “nooooo she’s a strong independent gimp waman who don’t need no man (or woman) to push her chair” and goes thermonuclear with her telekinesis powers that tend to blow up the planet whenever she gets upset. Oh yeah, forgot to mention those.
So when she almost kills everyone in the quad with her powers, Professor McGonagall is like, THERE SHE IS, THE BRIGHTEST WITCH OF HER AGE, and races to quickly enroll Elphaba at Hogwarts so she can start giving her private magic lessons. This enrages the puttana, who specifically enrolled at Hogwarts to learn magic from Professor McGonagall.
So let’s talk about this figa. Do you see this?? They dyed her hair to be the exact same damn color as her skin, but they left her with those same BLACK, DEAD, SOULLESS EYES LIKE A DOLL’S EYES. Every single freaking shot she was in, if I could see her face I was recoiling in alarm. It’s bad enough that they put a Sicilian on the screen, and I know I may joke about Sicilians being subhuman, but she literally doesn’t look human. Every freaking shot. Tolkien Friend was noticing it too. She’s looking like Jeff the Killer in the background of 90% of the scenes she’s in, any time she’s sort of out of focus and it’s just this sort of off-white smear with BLACK DOTS in the face.
They gave Elphaba colored contacts to make her eyes green, even though this was not done for her costume on Broadway. So if they were messing around with people’s eye colors anyway, couldn’t they have at least done something to the puttana to make them less dark? Even if they kept them brown, if they made them a lighter brown it would have been less unsettling. And then you add to it the fact that she looks like she weighs about the same as Karen Carpenter circa 1981 and she is just incredibly, incredibly uncomfortable to look at in every single scene. Her acting’s fine. I never said that Sicilian whores can’t act. And her singing is great. I already knew she was operatically trained, she sang with Andrea Bocelli. Again, no one ever said a hooker can’t sing. But she is unsettling to look at.
Anyway, Professor McGonagall assigns the two of them to room together, and the typical early 2000s popular girl vs. unpopular girl bullying montage begins. Most of what happens in here is unimportant and uninteresting—this movie isn’t all that woke, so I’m not bitching about it for wokeness. The source material is too old, and they didn’t really deviate from it. Elphaba was kind of always the hippie leftie girl from The Princess Diaries or Legally Blonde only with Main Character energy, and Glinda’s kind of like Mandy Moore’s character in The Princess Diaries, only she turns nice (which actually happens in the Princess Diaries books, not the movie). The actors, although despicable, do a fine job, too. The complaint is this freaking PACING.
For example, they added a whole extra ninety minutes to the first act of the play for this movie, and yet I have no clue what they even are studying here at Hogwarts?? I am going to be real with you all, over the summer I sat down and watched Disney’s Descendants. Yes, the Disney Channel original movie from like 2009 where Booboo Stewart, Maggie from the OG Woke Charmed, and a gaggle of Disney Channel actors play the kids of famous Disney cartoon characters, all going to high school together. That thing was even shorter than ninety minutes, I think. Probably seventy or eighty. And they still did a better job explaining the point of this school!
So one of the classes ?? that I guess they’re taught ?? at this ¿¿school?? is history or something. Idk, we see ZERO SECONDS of it, because the professor, Goat-Size Peter Dinklage, comes in, says “hello, class,” people are racist against him for being a goat, and he says “class dismissed.”
But Elphaba isn’t down with racism against goats, okay. She takes a Stand on his behalf and decides she’s going to form SPEW, only instead of promoting Elfish welfare, it’s animal welfare. Oz is full of talking animals, but some shadowy force is idk rounding them up somehow and making them not be able to talk anymore somehow? This sort of works when you’re dealing with it as a five-minute inciting incident to make the witch become the enemy of the Wizard of Oz, especially when you’re watching a stage musical where you’re not seeing a whole lot of background characters, establishing shots, etc.
This movie? The animals are fucking everywhere! She goes into the Emerald City later and there’s like flamingos in top hats dancing around, there’s a giraffe playing the piano in one part, I’m sorry, aren’t they rounding up animals and putting them in cages and making them not be able to talk? Then what about all these ones???
You’d think that, maybe, since they have now made this movie duology be twice the length of the original play, maybe they’d spend more time explaining that. You’d be wrong.
So now we arrive at the thing that really threw me out of the movie and ruined my enjoyment of it for the whole thing.
Fiyero, prince of the Winkies, don’t laugh, rolls into town. He’s a bad boy who something something idk. He gets expelled a lot. This is his twentieth school or something. I’m not really sure what is taught at this school, but don’t worry, Fiyero also doesn’t know and he doesn’t care. He sings a lot of expository lyrics about being brainless. Don’t dwell on that one too long, you’ll figure out the twist. He’s Hot and Stuff, so of course puttana wants to get with him.
He’s also inexplicably British (even though Elphaba’s actress is British, she uses an American accent in this movie, so he’s the only one with an accent), and he reminds me so much of Ratty from MLJ that the whole thing started feeling like I was just trapped watching more MLJ. The filmography kind of looks like MLJ, and the randos in the background look like the randos in the background from MLJ, and is this just my hell now? MLJ everywhere I go, no escape????
Anyway, he manages to entice all the student body to sneak off with him to the Ozdust Ballroom, and this is where the problems with this movie start. Because it’s time to start padding out that runtime. And you know how we’re going to do it? On exploration of the characters, the setting, the relationships? NO, FUCK THAT. You know what a good use of the audience’s time would be?
TURNING THE MUSIC OFF AND MAKING EVERYONE STARE AT EACH OTHER WORDLESSLY AND SOUNDLESSLY FOR FIVE FULL FUCKING MINUTES AT A TIME
Why
Why
Why
Why
Why
It was literally every autist’s nightmare brought to life, all the silent staring. I viscerally wanted to get up and leave. Prior to the end of the movie (and just WAIT until I tell you about the end of the movie), the most horrendously uncomfortable scene was when they went to the Ozdust Ballroom. Please note: Leaving campus after dark was said to be against the rules, and there was fear they’d get in trouble. Additionally, dialogue indicated that the Ozdust Ballroom is a speakeasy or something, they said it’s illegal. So that’s two ways they could get in trouble, both by leaving campus and by going to some kind of illegal den of ill repute. But did they get in trouble? No, no they did not. Professor McGonagall winds up showing up at the ballroom and says nothing about it. Could they have filled all that extra time in this movie by having them get in trouble? Of course they could have, but then they would have not had the time to waste five full minutes on this scene!
I cannot explain to you the agony of this scene. Everyone’s singing and dancing and having a great old time, and then Elphaba comes in and just record screech. Music stops. Everyone stops talking and they all just stare at her. They know what she looks like?? She has been going to that school for, like, a month at this point! Green girl is not news anymore! But they do it anyway! No music. Everyone staring. Elphaba walks to the middle of the dance floor and begins awkwardly and slowly dancing. And not like normal dancing. I’m talking the Sensual Dance of Love from Goodness Gracious Me.
And she just keeps going. She just keeps going.
No music. Everyone staring. She keeps doing it.
No music. Everyone staring. She keeps doing it.
No music. Everyone staring. Now she’s crying but she keeps doing it, goddammit.
No music. Everyone staring. Now Fiyero says, “I have to admire her not caring what people think.” And Glinda says, “She does care what people think. But she’s doing it anyway.”
No music. Everyone staring. Dance, Elphaba, dance.
No music. Everyone staring.
No music. Everyone staring.
Oh, what’s this! Glinda had finally moved to come join her! And what do they do?
They stare.
No music. Everyone staring. Now Elphaba and Glinda staring.
No music. Everyone staring. Elphaba makes a weird dance move. Glinda does it too.
No music. Everyone staring. They’re dancing together.
No music. Everyone staring. Another dance move.
No music. Everyone staring. And another dance move.
No music. Everyone staring I wanted to LIGHT MY FUCKING SELF ON FIRE
I was going along fine with this movie until that moment. I was not able to get back into it again after that. Also, I feel like nothing really happens after this, other than lengthy scenes of staring. Elphaba and Glinda are friends now, woo. Goat-Sized Peter Dinklage gets fired from being a professor for… reasons? Of being a goat, I guess? But like I said, more animals in clothes are just around in the Emerald City later, so why are we persecuting Goat-Sized Peter Dinklage? STOP ASKING QUESTIONS, apparently.
Some guard guy comes in to teach the kids why animals belong in cages. But in the Emerald City…? NEVER MIND THAT.
He’s got a lion cub in a cage that he’s using for this… demonstration? Idk? It’s hard to summarize this scene other than saying to think of the scene from the fifth Harry Potter book/movie when Dolores Umbridge comes in to tell everyone that Harry’s lying about Voldemort being back. It’s exactly that. Anyway, Elphaba, distraught by this animal abuse, uses a bouquet of poppies she’d picked for Goat-Sized Peter Dinklage to put everyone to sleep. Heehee, teehee, remember, remember when Margaret Hamilton said poppies will put them to sleeeeep, remember, remember guys???
But for some reason, Fiyero isn’t affected by the spell. He helps Elphaba sneak the cub out and idk, let it loose in the forest? The talking animals premise is confusing me, guys. If they’re basically like humans, shouldn’t you find some other talking animals and give the cub to them? Aren’t you defeating the purpose of rescuing it if you just go dump it in the wild to fend for itself? And further question, are there animal animals in this world, or only talking ones? Is this like Disney Cartoon World where Goofy is a human dog but Pluto is a dog dog?
STOP ASKING QUESTIONS, there’s no reason why you should worry about a lion, hmmmmm, being loose in the forest in Oz, hmmmmmm, all by itself and afraid, hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Meanwhile, back at Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall has discovered that Elphaba has used poppiiiiies to put them to sleeeeeeep, and so she knows that she truly is the Brightest Witch of Her Age, so with NO FURTHER TRAINING, it’s off to the Emerald City with you! Already? We’re already doing this? We’ve spent a grand total of five minutes at this school showing the people going to class, but we’re already going to the Emerald City?
Indeed! Elphaba gets summoned by the wizard, she hops on the train to go to see him, she persuades Glinda to come with her because they’re BFFs now, then they go and do Dorothy’s whole “In the Merry Old Land of Oz” musical montage, then the Wizard will see you now, it’s the same as the Judy Garland movie, everything’s the same as the Judy Garland movie
BUT WE STILL HAVE FORTY-FIVE MINUTES LEFT IN THIS MOVIE! WHAT COULD WE POSSIBLY FILL IT WITH? WELL, GEE, LET ME TELL YOU
The filmmakers knew what everyone was coming to this movie to see. The people were coming here to see “Defying Gravity.” Full stop. Everyone was here for “Defying Gravity.” So they wanted to make it special. They wanted to hit everyone who’s ever seen the musical over the past 21 years’ nostalgia button. They wanted to smash that nostalgia button so hard it broke. And you better believe they broke it.
Now seems like a good time to mention that, since the movie’s been out for two weeks, while the theater was pretty full, it wasn’t exactly superfans in this crowd. Except this one group. This one group of four girls who kept laughing way too loud at all the middling-at-best jokes, who sighed at the “heartfelt” parts, who made sympathetic noises when something bad happened. They were annoying me, but I was mostly tuning them out. But when “Defying Gravity” started? They started singing.
Yes. They did the thing.
They thought they could be sneaky, I guess, because they were whisper-singing instead of doing it full volume. But even though they were several rows behind me, I could still hear them. So when they didn’t stop after the first few lines, I just turned around and stared at them until they stopped.
Not that they could have ruined my enjoyment of this song even more than the movie itself did.
So, as you may or may not know, “Defying Gravity” happens when Elphaba learns that the Wizard has been having her trained so that he can use her powers to make Weapons Of Mass Destruction, also known as flying monkeys, which violates both Elphaba’s non-aggression policy and her animal welfare policy. So she and Glinda run away, but then the Wizard and Professor McGonagall send the guards after them and put out an announcement that Evil Terrorist Wicked Witch of the West is an enemy of the state who must be destroyed immediately. This scene already was dragging, and that’s true even in the musical, but there comes a part where Elphaba is supposed to, you know, defiantly take a stand, uses her powers, and fights back.
In the musical, Glinda and Elphaba are barricaded in a room, the guards break the door down and rush Glinda, and Elphaba yells for them to let her go, she’s not the one you want, it’s me, it’s meeeeee, behold:
And from that point, the song builds and builds to a crescendo, getting everyone in the audience pumped, getting everyone in the audience excited as it head into intermission so they can’t wait to come back into the theater for part 2 and see the rest of the story.
But not in this movie, oh ho, no, not in this movie. In THIS cinematic masterpiece:
She says “it’s not her, she’s not the one you want, it’s me!” And she runs and jumps out the window
What I expect: her broom to catch her and IT’S MEEEEEEEEEEE
What I get: she falls
And falls
And falls
And falls
And then it slows down
And then she sees herself, little Elphaba
And she reaches out to little Elphaba as they plummet together
And she takes little Elphaba’s hand
And they stare at each other in slowmo
And the music FUCKING STOPS
It had built up like it does in that little clip when she said “it’s not her, I’m the one you want” and then CUT OFF
silence, silence, silence, falling
And THEN, two minutes later, when she’s taken little Elphaba’s hand and had her stupid slowmo moment, right when they almost hit the fucking ground, then the broom takes off
So when she goes IT’S MEEEE she’s having to fly all the way from the bottom of the fucking tower back up, where no one can hear her saying “it’s me” because they’re like 200 feet away from her, and also no one remembers she was in the middle of saying “it’s me” because of the long interlude with her childhood self.
Then it gets cool for about THIRTY SECONDS as she flies around singing the big part of the song with the flying monkeys spiraling around her, “So if you care to find me, look to the western sky, as someone told me lately, everyone deserves a chance to fly, and if I’m flying solo at least I’m flying free, to those who’d ground me take a message back from me, tell them how I’m defying gravity, I’m flying high defying gravity, and soon I’ll match them in renown” SILENCE MUSIC CUTS OFF SCENE CUTS AWAY OTHER PEOPLE SHOWN BACKGROUND DIALOGUE HAPPENS TWO MINUTES PASS, LITERALLY TWO MINUTES
And then the song remembers that it needed to rhyme a word with renown
“And nobody in all of Oz, no Wizard that there is or was”
Cuts away, no music
Other people shown
“Is ever gonna bring meeeeeeee”
Cuts away, no music
“DOWWWWNNN”
Silence, slowmo, everyone staring, no music
“WHOOOOOOAAAA”
To be continued in part 2.
By the time it ended, I was actually so angry that I jumped to my feet and yelled WHAT WAS THAT?? I’m not sure how the four superfan girls who’d been singing reacted to my outburst. No one in the theater seemed excited, though. Even the superfans didn’t clap or cheer or anything. I would have thought, based on how they were acting before this part, that this was the tenth or eleventh time they’d seen the movie, since it’s been out for two weeks. But they’d been so loud and enthusiastic before, and they were just totally silent. Everyone else in the theater just kind of did the awkward shuffle where they start getting their stuff together, and no one was smiling or anything, they just seemed bored by it.
Tolkien Friend and I, though, we were pissed. We just stood there in the theater not even caring, talking about how shit that was. They took one of the most iconic songs of Broadway history and dragged it out so long, in such a transparent attempt at gettin’ dem feelz, that they killed the whole damn thing.
Tolkien Friend put it best: “It took 3 to 5 business days to get through that last song.”
Tolkien Friend and I expected to find it “okay.” We wound up finding it less good than okay, and it was entirely because of the pacing. The acting was fine. It could have handled being a little longer than the Broadway show, but not much. Splitting it in two was a bad idea but you maybe could have made it work with two 90-minute parts. This was a blatant cash grab with worse pacing than the Hobbit Trilogy movies.
Mythidad had given me a ride to the theater so I made him listen to me yelling about it all the way home, including playing the Broadway version of “Defying Gravity,” and every time he’d start to drum his fingers on his knee I’d have to be like “AND THEN THEY PAUSED IT HERE.” It was very
Final verdict from Tolkien Friend:
P.S. I know many of you males are asking how Jeff Goldblum was. I didn’t have time to talk about that because what they did to “Defying Gravity” overshadows any and all performance Jeff Goldblum gave. But here’s the short answer.
I read the book when it was the new hotness back in the day, and immediately got irritated that the author had never even READ THE DAMNED OZ BOOKS! If you’re going to write a deconstruction, maybe actually spend the time to understand the thing you’re deconstructing.
Like communists and clerics the woke do not need to study anything because they already know the one real truth.
The Wikipedia article said he was a fan of the original Baum books, so…
Anyway, there has been a trend since the early 90s (at least) to turn villains into anti-heroes and/or explain why they are the way they are.
I like this. I’m susceptible to it. I do it, too.
However, in the Wizard of Oz movie, I can see that the Wicked Witch of the West was technically correct, which is the best kind of correct. Dorothy killed her sister, stole her shoes, and then killed her. Well, Glinda orchestrated that whole thing so SHE could have the shoes. And even when I was a kid, I wondered why she didn’t just tell Dorothy she could go home immediately.
Glinda needed to get the wicked witches out of the way.
I haven’t read the whole thing yet, I paused here:
I just want to thank him.
These are great and know we appreciate your sacrifice.
God knows I couldn’t do it.
Going back to reading now.
Wandavision isn’t terrible. I even liked Falcon and the Winter Soldier. Everything else that’s been put out as an MCU live action show has been fucking terrible.
If you want to pick one to wonder about, start with Ms. Marvel. It has teen girl power in it (I mean, it’s common that a mosque would elect a teenage girl to their leadership council, right).
Do better
SenatorNephilium!I read the Ms. Marvel comics, watched one episode and was cranky about some of the changes because they made no sense, but it came out the exact same time as Dark Winds and my heart couldn’t take any more
MLW:
At least one of the changes was to minimize the terribleness of the Inhumans, and introduce mutants. That change (from memory at least) entertains me a bit, since Kamala was forced to be an Inhuman in the comics as Fox had the rights to mutants (and the X-Men), and Marvel wanted to limit the new characters they would have rights to. But I know your pain. I subjected myself to the Fallout show, where they decided not just to fuck with the lore, but to specifically shit on the fandom of one of the games (New Vegas).
Also Pan has corrected me, I wrote the wrong title. It’s not Wandavision he wants me to watch, it’s Agatha All Along. My justification is that I haven’t watched anything MCU since the first Avengers came out so I have no clue what any of these things are.
Holy shit, I figured I’d just jump over a little to drop this comment, but NOoooooo.
HE THINKS IT’S FUNNY WHEN I SUFFER
So here in Glibdom we got a full-blown Sado/masochist relationship going! Without any of the usual kink-suspects involved no less.
SPOILERS BELOW I’M NOT HOLDING ANYTHING BACK
Not a problem.
goes thermonuclear with her telekinesis powers that tend to blow up the planet whenever she gets upset. Oh yeah, forgot to mention those.
*raises hand*
So what does she need the goddam wheelchair for? The cupholder/ Why doesn’t she just telekinesis herself around like Tinkerbell?
Elphaba (the green one) is the one with the powers I believe, it’s the younger sister who’s in the chair. If I’m incorrect, the alternate is that no one in the movie can manage enough happy thoughts to float a pencil, let alone themselves.
Tolkien Friend put it best: “It took 3 to 5 business days to get through that last song.”
I think Tolkien Friend and I would get along well.
If it makes you feel better I discussed in Japanese this movie at length with my Japanese teacher. She also loved the Broadway version.
I really like her and have known her for about 10 years. Given my skill level in Japanese I smiled my relationship smile and had a nice banal conversation about the film for 10 minutes.
In more interesting news:
https://nypost.com/2024/12/18/media/abc-parent-disney-didnt-think-it-would-beat-trump-in-court-report/
I’d love to purposely disobey my employer, cost them $16m, and still have a job. Bonus for being able to be a dick about being forced to apologize.
When reached for comment, PanZagloba had the following to say:
He requests you read this in the style of Ian McKellan.
Nope. I’m gonna read it in the style of Patrick Stewart dressed as a lobster. Alternatively, I could hear it in something closer to this style.
Nice that you’re still in touch with Pan – wish he’d post here every now and then. (does he have twitter?)
I passed on your message, he said he can’t load Glibs site at work and by the time he gets home the threads are all dead (we’re both west coast). Actually, that’s also why I don’t comment very much other than I set an alarm to come if I’ve got a post I wrote scheduled. For regular posts, I’m doing stuff during the day and then in the evening when I come to check everyone’s gone, lol.
He’s not going to get turned into the scarecrow is he?
Why do you keep doing this, Ron, how many blackberry pies do I have to give you
From himbo to scarecrow, but you have to wait for part 2?
It’s not my fault the writers aren’t half as clever as they think they are.
Also, blackberry pie is my favorite pie.
If you gave me a poisoned one I would ask “How poisoned are we talking?”.
I graduated high school in 2003. – hey me too
Also, to go with the classic meme “i ain’t reading all that. im happy for you tho, or sorry that happened. “”
I saw the play in London and liked it for the theater production, it never looked like something I would watch in movie form.
Sicilians rule, northerners drool
Tolkien Friend – one needs to know to write elvish to get that moniker
Oh, she can, but she tends not to lead with this being that she has social skills and a desire to not chase away normies with her intense fantism
normies are overrated
I’ll just leave this for you to pass along to her.
I fucking love these posts.
LOVE.
Concur.
#metoo
Turded.
So Dorothy’s house fell on a wheel chair bound witch? Are the wheely witch’s legs paralyzed? Could she even wield the power of the Ruby Slippers? Because you gotta tap your heels together to do that. So many lore questions raised.
• Yes
• Yes
• Yes but that’s a spoiler
The shoes are silver not ruby!
/points up at the first comment
In Wicked, they’re ruby. And the sun rises in the east and sets in the west in that version of Oz.
OK, PZ is right, even if he is a sadist, this is funny and you are funny when you suffer MLW. I think even Critical Drinker would be impressed at this, or at least, laughing his drunken ass off.
I did not read the original book since I was like 12 now I wonder what I would make of it as an adult
The book is pretty much nothing like the movie.
For example: in the book, there are five areas, each of which is monochrome. The Munchkins are one particular color (I forget which one… purple?) but are only one of the groups. Supposedly they all correspond to political parties, but that might be bogus.
Munchkins were blue if memory serves, that’s why Dorothy was welcomed, because her blue and white dress had the colors of the Munchkins and the good witches. Winkies were yellow, Oz was green, I forget the name of the ones for the red area. I want to say they were past the porcelain doll village and the mountain with the spring loaded guys in holes.
The author’s a huge dickhead and he makes his dickheadedness apparent in every word of the book. I was out after like two chapters. They just released a new edition and I don’t think I would have even made it that far now because his intro is so bitchy that I think I would have noped out before I even got to the book part
TW: Wall o’ Text, but this has got to rank up there with the greatest of “author is a dickhead” openings:
All great art comes from the artist’s pain. Your reviews are great art.
As for the White Witch, based the adverts, I just pigeonholed her as Anorexia Barbie.
That’s from C.S. Lewis, not Baum.
Holy shit, that does explain a lot.
Anyway, I am Gen X. I know nothing about this crap except that I think it’s woke Oz? Because good and evil don’t exist in postmodernism?
*dives in further, with ragrets*
Yeah, my interest in musical theater fell off a cliff in college. Anything after “Aspects of Love” might as well not exist. I learned about “Rent” after the fact.
An ex and I saw Avenue Q – we got the lottery tickets they give away each afternoon.
I quite enjoyed it. But otherwise, yeah, I’m not paying for it.
rhywun:
Book of Mormon (same person wrote the songs, partnered with the South Park writers) was fun as well.
No one ever thinks of it, since it’s obviously not for the stage, but the South Park movie is an excellent modern musical movie. Every song is great.
I have the soundtrack. 🙂
Yeah, I was completely unfamiliar with the franchise.
I do enjoy reading anything MLW writes, though.
Also Wizard of Oz adjacent:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rBsAmx_bl_o&ab_channel=AccountOccupato
Whoops, that wasn’t the one I wanted.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFOpzkBB8ZY&ab_channel=FrancoLorenzo
The only thing I know about that chick is her flaming brother was a cast member of Big Brother about a thousand years ago and his Big Secret was that he had a sister I never heard of. Everyone else pretended to know who she was when the Big Secret came out so I guess I was as out of touch a thousand years ago as I am today.
LOL yes I do
As far as modern musicals, I enjoy “Repo: the Genetic Opera” and “The Devil’s Carnival”.
But I like a lot of the older classics I’ve been finding out about through cinesavant.com and other places – especially with the remastered blu-rays being put out. Even comic strip adaptations like “L’il Abner” are hilarious – and very colorful…but not on blu-ray yet).
I liked Heavy Metal.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SYqEgFEkxek&ab_channel=MediumOfSound
The Metalocalypse opera was excellent too…but typically stupid adult swim/CN copyright issues means the only DVD released was in Australia – and no blu-ray yet. May get an independent release eventually. I have a “digital copy” on prime.
The original “Heavy Metal” movie was good.
There was a sequel. I remember seeing it once and wasn’t that impressed with it.
I have a pile of old “Heavy Metal” magazines too.
It never occurred to me to save all the cool magazines I had as a yute. HM, C&D, R&T, various fanzines, etc.
They would have made a great time capsule.
In case you were unaware, there’s a sequel to the Devil’s Carnival. I’ll tentatively recommend the latest Wonka movie as well. Doesn’t really line up well with either of the movies, but was entertaining, light-hearted, and fun.
First sequel wasn’t nearly as good as the original – pretty disappointing overall. Not sure if they’ve officially finished the trilogy yet or not.
LCDR_Fish:
No third one yet that I’ve heard of. I know they had originally planned a trilogy for REPO as well, but the rights are with the studio.
Same writing/production team as Devil’s Carnival – Grave Robber was the Devil.
I have a frien who saw it and the only comment i got was “it was sooooooo loooooong “
Thank you for the extended director’s cut rant.
“So listen. I’m a millennial woman. I graduated high school in 2003.” Woah. Hello, there. I figured I was about the youngest person here. I still am, graduated high school in 2005. I hung out with folk like you, the only straight dude in a flock of gay men and straight female theater folk. How I *didn’t* take advantage of that is not beyond me, I was a complete idiot and still am.
Am I the youngest here? We should have an age breakdown. Quite obvious most are older, and I’d reckon the median age is certainly in the 50s. FourScore proudly leading the pack. *salutes* If I’m the anti-4×20, um. I’m three-under One Score. (Munchkin in MN is 40, so she’s your age! Legit, I’ve been trying to lure her over here. She’s on my page, though far more harsh. Many not-too fanciful flights, my mind goes on.
I adore your take on Modern Wokedom. I gotta bounce but high on my docket. From what I recall, OG Wicked was good, clever fun. I can easily imagine how badonkaDonk-fucked its become in the (hopeful?) death throes of ‘The Movement d̵o̵w̵n̵w̵a̵r̵d̵.’ “Must beat dogs harder til morale improves! MUSH!”
I graduated HS in 2004. Take that MLW. Absolutely love reading these when you put them out BTW. LOL
(Extra abbreviations added troll the olds here.)
Hold the phone.
This movie has two parts???
I can’t even.
That’s what she said!
My wife took my daughter to this and they both LOVED it. Now I’m living in dread of the day that this shows up on a streaming service and they force me to take it in via the Ludovico Technique.
If memory serves, this musical serves as the origin story for the postmodern deconstruction of female and POC villains where you discover that “they’re actually really good and was the evil patriarchy that made them dun it” that now ruins almost every production that comes out of Disney and most other studios. Pale males, of course can just simply be villainous.
Post-modernism would be a little less tedious if it had even the slightest interest in being consistent.
Yes, it’s 100% the origin story. You can see how Disney tried to take it for themselves to capitalize on the money it was printing on Broadway. There’s the Maleficent thing (which I think—not having seen Maleficent, though, but hearing about it—that they even sort of handled Dorothy and Aurora similarly?), and then the fact that they not only did the Snow Queen as misunderstood heroine in Frozen, but also even poaching Idina Menzel to voice her.
Maleficent was definitely a direct result of Wicked’s success, but it didn’t manage to capture it. I know I’ve seen it, but I don’t think I remember a single frame of it.
I don’t mind Frozen so much since it’s the girls are flawed and have story arches instead of just being perfect girl bosses. I would put it in a slightly different category since Elsa really is the main antagonist, but the conflict is internal, not with some evil white dude. Although they did manage to squeeze a couple of those into the B-story line.
I have a little girl, so I’m way more familiar with a lot of this material than I would like to be.
I actually liked Frozen. It was a unique twist on the tropes, and yes, I liked how they did the internal conflict as “the villain.” I also liked that the “true love’s kiss” was familial. Furthermore, I LOVED how meta and self-aware the Prince Charming trope was. “Why yes, it IS stupid to give your life and estate over to a guy you just met who makes your hormones flutter.”
You’re right on all counts about Frozen. I’ve also just had it drilled into my brain so much that it’s hard to have positive thoughts about it even if I know it’s objectively good.
I do hate that it (and Inside Out), started the other irritating Disney trend. The internal conflict replacing the villain is already as played out as the Mary-Sue v Evil Caucasian Cis Dude. Have you tried to sit through Turning Red? Hard pass.
Mojeaux:
How do you feel about comic books/graphic novels? There’s a series called Fables that has the characters from fairy tales hiding out in our world. They have powers/abilities based on the stories, Prince Charming is just one guy, and all of his ex-wives (Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Snow, White, etc.) meet regularly to trash talk him. His power is to make anyone fall in love with him… for a while.
I liked Inside Out, too. My brother said it perfectly captured his daughter’s internal strife and made her feel better about herself, and understand her emotions a little more, so it was quite therapeutic.
I liked the personification of emotions.
The rest, I don’t know about because I haven’t watched them. Don’t need to.
Also, I’ve pretty much changed my criteria for evaluating entertainment because I decided I’m too old and too ADHD to care about or recount the entertainment’s flaws. As long as it entertained me, it served its purpose. 5/5 would not watch/read again.
The last time I read a comic book, I was 14, on vacation, bored, had nothing else to read, and an Archie comic was on the grocery store checkout lane, so I begged for my mom to buy it.
I should probably get that comic you mentioned. I’m working on a storyline where Santa’s captured and Krampus (who is a woman, also the goddess Perchta) saves him*, but then Red One came out and I’m like, half exasperated and half excited, but DAMMIT, I HAD THAT IDEA WITHOUT OUTSIDE INFLUENCE YEARS AGO (12/17/2019, to be precise). And fuck me, but Red One Krampus’s sleigh was cool. I loved the visuals and twists, even if they were CGI, and I have previously ranted about Gladiator II trailer being bad CGI.
Anyway, I’m building a universe with different myths and creatures and trying to get to some approximation of verisimilitude with the real world and an actual creator deity.
This is hard because in reading fantasy and most such myth retellings, I’ve never been able to square the existence of a devil or Dark One or anything without a balancing deity or Good One.
*My twist on the purpose of Santa and Krampus is, I think, unique, but I have half a mind to start reading everything I can get my hands on to see if somebody’s done it before.
The movie poster thing was irritating garbage.
It reminded me of how Stallone refused to have his face covered in what otherwise would have been a passable Judge Dredd movie.
I’ve seen Cynthia Erivo interviewed several times now. If Columbia University and Disney combined their resources to make the most self-righteous, in-your-face, indignant, woke-cunt girl boss in a lab, she would be it. Which is a shame, because in the few things I’ve seen her in, she’s been excellent. Like Meryl Streep and Sean Penn, just knowing what the person is really like in real life ruins the performance for me at some point. You can only work so hard to separate the art from the asshole.
Yeah, I wish she’d shut her fat mouth because her acting and singing were good. I never would have known she was English because her American accent was flawless. In looking back in my mind, I think I didn’t love her Elphaba interpretation because she played her kind of mincey and nervous, slouching a lot like she was afraid of people looking at her, etc. That makes sense from the bullying, but then it makes “Defying Gravity” fall flat (even flatter than it already was falling with all the stupid starts and stops). In the stage play, at least as it was played back in the early 00s, she kind of had that abrasive Lilly Moscovitz/Julia Styles-in-10 Things I Hate About You quality to her that made her “well fuck you then, I’m a witch” character development make a bit more sense and come off more badass. But even if I don’t love her interpretation, her acting was good. It’s just that she ruined it by being as much of a bitch irl as the puttana.
Yeah, Erivo has mined the Aspergery character before. The first time I saw her was on the Ben Mendelson show The Outsider on HBO a few years back. She played an autistic PI and she was constantly a millimeter away from going too overboard with it. I’ve heard the recording of Defying Gravity (where I noted all the annoying paused you pointed out here) and I have to give it to her. Bitch can sing.
The second attempt (with Urban) was quite good (IMNSHO).
Yes and no. It stripped out all the comic fun, set pieces, etc… and reduced it to a gritty crime drama. Good movie? Yes. Faithful to the comic? Not at all.
This is a really good fan film that takes place in the comic universe:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=aavS_XUITXU
I missed the zeitgeist of this entirely. In 2003 I was working at a dysfunctional blueprint company (at 1520 Main, by the way, in a building that used to be a speakeasy), and pregnant. Then I had a baby. Then I was working from home with said baby.
I didn’t know about Wicked until like maybe 5 years ago. Maybe. I still haven’t seen the play, haven’t read the book, haven’t seen the movie, but a Mediterranean anorexic and a black girl in green-face don’t interest me. Jeff Goldblum, though. He’s interesting.
Just read the plot summary on Wikipedia and came across a character named Melena. Um. “Melena” is a black, tarry stool that indicates sickness, usually internal bleeding. I can’t tell from the summary if this was intentional or not.
bad kitty ‘splains:
https://boriquagato.substack.com/p/the-porkulous-is-dead
God bless Elon.
The Dan Crenshaw / Catturd war yesterday was awesome too.
I did not see. Link? I’m not good with the Twitter.
Elon retweeted Trump’s statement on the porkulous bill.
The people of X took it from there.
X is the best weapon we have against the media and taking our power back, and Elon made that happen.
Catturd got Crenshaw to have a full blown meltdown. A mix of curses and “I served!” Idiocy. Makes you wish X was around before John McCain went to hell.
https://x.com/catturd2/status/1869603425006285134
How it’s going.
https://x.com/Mrgunsngear/status/1869824611069915149
I would just like to point out that we live in a world where there’s a man that goes by the alias “Catturd” that is having substantial public debates over US policy with a very prominent Congressman and the turd guy’s side seems to be winning.
We may be living in a simulation, but I don’t want to hear that it’s not an awesome simulation.
Fantastic. Cute kitty pics too.
I agree. Saw a huge change happen yesterday, and our government will never be the same.
Every couple of minutes a new piece of the CR was dissected in detail on X. As the outrage grew, Republican Congress members suddenly grew spines, decided to ride the wave instead of drowning, and started tweeting their opposition. It was spectacular.
Reports are that their office phones were ringing constantly and they were getting flooded with email messages.
That’s because most of those cocksuckers had no intention of reading the bill. They were caught out by constituents who knew more about it than they did.
Gaetz says this is just the beginning:
https://x.com/mattgaetz/status/1869816271463952615
It really was something to watch it happen in real time.
I am trying like hell not to let my optimism get out of hand.
Great story. That’s what I’d call “journalism”.
I’m not sure, but I’m beginning to think you don’t like Arianna Grande.
As I understand it, Italian is the second-best language for insulting someone. Korean is supposedly the very best.
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Note that the Swiss are a non-entity even in your own meme.
I don’t speak it, but I’m told that Turkish is right up there…
Watching a normal conversation in a Korean flick – half the time it sounds like they’re mad as hell and not gonna take it….just weird.
French OTOH.
Pondering how A Fish Called Wanda-era Jamie Curtis would react to that?
I got cut off by an idiot the other day(I don’t know how you don’t see the large white truck right next to you) and I did Otto’s “Asshole!
Never gets old.
What about Yiddish?
In Italian Archie Leach says “I am Italian in spirit, but I married a woman who prefers gardening to making passionate love: a great mistake.” (“Un sbaglio grande!”)
I’ll be sure not to order one if I’m ever forced to go to Starbucks.
Apparently it only comes with low fat milk.
I’m still processing how many of you graduated after 9/11.
*farts dust*
Got an email yesterday. 50 year reunion is coming up next year.
I’d complain about being old, but 4score would just set me straight . . . . again.
Whippersnapper!
Think seriously about going. You just might get lucky with that cheerleader you always lusted after. My high school buddy, John, did just that at our 40th high school reunion. She was coming out of second divorce and he had hot sex for the next year or so before she moved on.
I believe my wife would veto any of those plans.
“Class of ’55” had a mini reunion at HH ’24. Only 7 attendees and I’m afraid there will some missing at HH ’25. I’ll do the math, it was # 69 and the hot cheer leader was using a cane.
I guess we’re having a 35th next year. It will be at a bar, no fancy country club like our 10th.
Pretty sure all of the girlfriend’s employees were born after 9/11.
Graduated in ’98. Always keep assuming everyone I interact with here is older than me….(aside from Evan of course).
Congress is getting out of control. This guy is proposing accountability for heaven’s sake.
https://x.com/IanJaeger29/status/1869819315723350326
What is up with all the congressmen with flattened turtle-faces? Was there some accident with a giant frying pan?
Nobody rants like MLW rants. And I’m only partway in.
Agreed. I love it and I salute your perseverance, MLW!
😃
“This was a blatant cash grab with worse pacing than the Hobbit Trilogy movies.”
The Hobbit was my favorite book growing up. Would sneak off in church to read it. 236 pages. Paperback. Two-hundred. Thirty. Six. Pages. THREE FUCKING MOVIES?! LOOOOONG ONES??!?!?!? I rather like my childhood. See also: The animated Hobbit from ’77 is FAR superior. Fun fact: Parents (correctly) saw me as an actor and I had to do acting classes in elementary. I didn’t like any of the monologues they had us perform. So I chose “Riddles in the Dark,” Chapter 5 with Bilbo and Gollum doin’ their preeeecious game for The Ring. I did both characters with voices. I never saw myself, but Imma just say: I fucking nailed it.
Ah…Mojeaux. Perhaps you would be kind enough to advise me. My 8 year old granddaughter loves graphic novels. 8 year old girl stuff. I want to get her something…babysitter’s club or some such I was told is her thing. That was supposed to be my hint. They might as well have been speaking space alien translated to Ancient Greek to me.
Any advice?
I don’t do graphic novels. Neph may be able to help.
I haven’t had a reason to peruse children’s literature for years, and even then, I only gave my kids what I was given:
Nancy Drew
Hardy Boys
Trixie Beldon
Roald Dahl
Madeleine L’Engle
Laura Ingalls Wilder (and all the spin-offs written by others)
From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankenweiler
Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH
Caddie Woodlawn
Johnny Tremain
Chronicles of Narnia series
Boxcar Children series
Harry Potter series (it’s good, but I especially love J.K. Rowling like I love Elon Musk)
Anne of Green Gables series
I personally rode the Babysitters Club-to-Nancy Drew pipeline, so can second this. I liked mysteries, though. I had read Boxcar Children starting when I was in third grade, then started BSC when I ran out of Boxcar books, then started Nancy Drew in probably sixth grade. If she likes the BSC mysteries (which were my favorite), she’ll like Nancy Drew. If she’s more into “contemporary” (in quotes because BSC was written in the 80s) she might like something like the Saddle Club more. (I won’t recommend Sweet Valley even though that’s where the BSC lovers who were my age went while I went to Nancy Drew, because that has to be too dated now, right?? Even more than BSC??)
I fluuuuuved Nancy Drew. She was 16 (which to me at 8 was uber sophisticated), had her own car, Dad who was vaguely interested in her life and just wanted to make sure she was safe, and always had a go back in the trunk of her car.
She was the epitome of cool.
Thank you.
I will probably throw a dart at y’all’s mentions to decide.
Here is what I was reading at 8
https://www.amazon.com/Exploration-Fawcett-Col-Percy/dp/1842124684/ref=sr_1_2?dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.KUq2jPU41ZgxJLT3PO5_PzZ1KxNV44_cYpCEKQeH3vCT1V6bzC7jOpeQsgKNsA5gY_WukieDaN-cSlGwF7mXUCH2k2AcPyP7vEZ-YMNTZCXqdIxzVKZdCSeOhz0U8w3KQus2Am4q7oCo2X1vo7eStxaLLz1SEO1YxD-Wqb_ZifG5nadpmUpLR-mJumZvZH1WpzwuaC9NESdukaC83_dhU-phAt2v7etRVaN8qT4Egx8.k2iN8YIq1qE4Y1K9UhDPV40K32K-QhsPEsy7CyYmpnc&dib_tag=se&keywords=exploration+fawcett&qid=1734638611&sr=8-2
I can choose for boys easily.
I refuse to let a discussion of girls’ lit pass without a shout-out to Louisa May Alcott. A high point of visiting Concord, MA with the Rev. GT years ago was touring the Alcott home and visiting LMA’s grave. (The good Rev was more into Emerson.) To grown-ass women who loved her books, I recommend the dual-bio Marmee and Louisa.
When my kids were that age and money was tight Saturday mornings were spent at the local library. Each kid (2) was allowed 5 books and I always picked up a couple for myself. My daughter, now nearing 60, says those are some of her fondest memories as a kid. She also got to buy 5 of the Interscholastic books when ever the catalogue came out.
That’s what we did when the kids were young also.
My favorite part was the library was right up the street from the best fried chicken I’ve ever had.
Graphic novels are just as varied as regular novels, just with pictures. There’s superhero stories, horror stories, fantasy stories, adult stories, western stories, etc. As an example, upthread I mention Fables. That is 100% not appropriate for an 8 year old.
I would recommend the Tiffany Aching series from Terry Pratchett about a young girl coming into her own as a witch for a book. On the graphic novel front, you’ll probably want to stay with the for children superhero comics. I know both Marvel and DC have lines aimed at the kids, but it’s not an area I have much depth of knowledge about now. I’ll also double down on Mojeaux’s recommendations for L’Engle and Narnia.
Alright, so Elphaba shows up at the school and completely untrained, demonstrates mad telekinesis powers. Then, when she and her BFF and being attacked in the Emerald City, she . . . runs away? What happened to those made telekinesis powers?
Picked my wife up at the airport today.
My son and I spent a couple hours cleaning but she is cleaning everything now.
I did get yelled at by TSA for parking outside the baggage claim when my wife was waiting at the baggage carousel.
Apparently now if nobody is actively getting into your vehicle you can’t stop.
Last time I went they were much more lenient about it, but you had to stay with your vehicle.
Probably Trump’s fault.
Light snow falling outside. Looks like a Christmas card.
I checked my snowblower and one of the augers is spinning freely. I grabbed a shear pin only to find that one is already there.
I have a feeling this is going to be expensive.
Did the augurs predict this?
It’s my daughter’s birthday tonight, so I will not be around until later, if at all. Enjoy the movie!