“Any man who keeps working is not a failure. He may not be a great writer, but if he applies the old-fashioned virtues of hard, constant labor, he’ll eventually make some kind of career for himself as writer.” —Ray Bradbury
The first story the Writer ever shared with fellow human beings was unanimously hated by said humans. One of them said, about the Writer, that he was either a retard or fourteen years old.
But he kept writing. One bad story after another. He kept reading, as if to accumulate all the words the Great Writers, the ones before him, had ever put down on paper. Continue reading The Writer: Episode #7
Joaquin Phoenix will probably go on to win an Academy Award for his performance in Joker, yet Christopher Nolan’s The Dark Knight will remain the best superhero movie ever made.
In the 11 years that have passed since its release, The Dark Knight has reached an iconic status unlike any superhero film before or since. Not only because prior to its release, comic book adaptations were not doing well financially and critically, but also because one man’s performance managed to outshine all the other brilliant elements of the movie itself, which is rare feat.
The Dark Knight was and still is unlike any other comic book adaptation. The movie redefined the entire genre, proving that comic book films can be art, and was, at least in part, responsible for the age of superhero movies we live in today.
In this second volume in the critically acclaimed Ancient Book series, indulge yourself as you explore the strange frontiers of sex and science. From instruments of innovation and the Atomic Age to analysis of the mind, body, and seduction of the human form. Featuring broad color, shapely design, supple lines, and evocative commentary, The Ancient Book of Sex and Science is a fine art hardcover collection of images produced by some of the most highly sophisticated animation designers and low-brow artists in the industry.
“The apartment below mine had the only balcony of the house. I saw a girl standing on it, completely submerged in the pool of autumn twilight. She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.” – J.D. Salinger
I have always considered these words to be some of the most beautiful I have ever read. The most breathtaking description. Simple, yet so effective in the way it makes you imagine someone with almost godlike characteristics into existence.