This repost is brought to you in celebration of Black Speculative Fiction Month.
So yours truly recently had the honor of having a guest post over at Fangs of Fantasy. You should check it out. It's an awesome website, run by some most excellent folks and well, the post is kinda cool too. So yeah.
My very good friend Boston Pobble (who recently celebrated a birthday, happy birthday again by the by) were discussing a myriad of topics. We both discussed how neither of us believe in "mere coincidence," and there's usually a purpose or plan to things.
Case in point. I love October. Weather begins to change, I adore Autumn. The new television lineup premieres (though these days, not many shows I care for).
It’s no secret that I’m a big fan of Rumiko Takahashi’s manga-cum-anime Inuyasha. I mean, they had me hooked at “a feudal fairy tale.” But what keeps me coming back to this series, aside from the great story and amazing characters, is how progressive it is when it comes to its portrayal of women.
When it comes to dynamic, multi-dimensional portrayals of women, Inuyasha embarrasses the fuck out of most mainstream American television.
So recently through an unusual chain of events, I had an opportunity to watch the Denver Broncos exact some revenge against rival and Superbowl Champions, the Baltimore Ravens.
And for those of you who have known me for a good minute, yes, you read that correctly, Denny actually watched a football game, and yes it’s official, Hell has frozen over.
In this video, I explain just why I’m not watching this show anymore… trust me, you won’t either after watching this.
At least I’ll always have the first season.
For those of you who are curious, the Walter White Sliding Scale of Villainy was created by a good friend of mine, and you can read her post about it here.
Read it, it’s good education.
Hello everyone and welcome to Brain Food, At The Movies, wherein I review Vin Diesel’s latest masterpiece, RIDDICK.
Personally, I would have labelled it RIDDICK: ALPHA MALE McSTABBY ALOTS!