You'll want to go full screen to watch this couple having just anoher typical couple's conversation. All that is special in this case is that the couple in question are stormtroopers.* Spanish filmaker Vincente Bonet Martinez takes you there in Love Wars, a short to be shown at Spain's Notodo Film Fest.
*James St. James points out that not all Stormtroopers are clones of Jango Fet and thus this is not really creepy.
There comes a point in every young man's life when he grows older. He notices bags bulging out from underneath his eyes and silver hairs sprouting like weeds from the lush, thick forest that is his black hair. And he wonders how many more hairs are going to turn silver before his faith in the world around him is restored because a critical decision he made back in 2008 suddenly stands for nothing. But then he remembers that he doesn't deal in politics. He deals in pop. And he is me, readers! So if you're burning in anguish from what seems like a pandemic of disasters worldwide, pop music will always save you. Your life-preservers follow below. Have your pick.
• 2010 was the year of "Fuck You". 2011 is, then, the year of "Fuck Me". I told you this last week, but some of you aren't good listeners. [FYF]
Tumblr-er Robblerobble employed his encyclopedic knowledge of spacesuit portraits - compellingly assembled above in a grid - to single out the overlooked Moby portrait below (meanwhile, "Holy repeats of George Clooney, Batman!").
Whether you practiced your best Kristi Yamaguchi moves as New York City became iced over or you slipped on the black ice and bruised your ass, it's been a mired wormhole of a week. But take a load off! Have a cocktail! (What's that? It's lunchtime where you are? Then pour out some seltzer and slice up a lime and save the vodka for later.) This week, there were so many wrinkles on the face of pop culture that it probably could've used a shot of Botox.
• On this day in 1859, the Codex Sinaiticus--an ancient, hand-written copy of the Greek Bible--was discovered in Egypt. [Wikipedia]
There's something hot about the comic book boys, isn't there?* It's in that mix of art appreciation and hope for a better tomorrow and just the general concept of running around in one's underpants to save the planet. This weekend starts early for King Con, a Brooklyn "alternative" comics convention that will bring together these sexy miscreants as they start aspects of their event at the Brooklyn Lyceum. Might be worth taking a look!
*Disclaimer: There are Wonder Woman and Lois Lane comics hanging on my walls at home.
It's fast becoming "video" day here at FYF, but this is just too...too!
I don't know if this was done "in-house" or not, but I'm choosing to believe it was and therefore adds just one more reason I'd like to work for the G-man. Latest on Chrome, here.
One copy of the first issue of Action Comics, featuring the first appearance of Superman, has sold for one million dollars. Meanwhile, my Wonder Woman issues are sitting in a box and not appreciating in value. (They're the ones where Diana Prince abandons her Wonder Woman costume and starts dressing mod. You would think people would be wanting that.)