Fair warning; this entry’s pretty serious, so I totally understand if you skip it.
or, “Batman: The Mattel Tie-In Series”
or, “Thoughts on Gendered Marketing via ‘Batman Unlimited'”
or, “My Little Heroine: Friendship is a Superpower”
or, “Thoughts on Gendered Marketing via ‘DC Super Hero Girls'”
So I have been stuck watching two small children which means I have been watching a lot of television shows made for children. And as I do not want to end up a Frozen zombie, I’ve convinced Jay and Dee to try several shows, although granted not all of them have taken. Jay does love his Scooby-Doo though.
What with people losing their minds over the series finale of “Game of Thrones,” I thought maybe I should try to set aside some of my limited time to see what all the fuss was about (I have not read the books). So I finally got around to watching the first episode of this landmark HBO series based on an unfinished set of novels roughly the length of a geologic era. It was not what I expected. First episodes are so important because not only do they set the tone for a series, they have to grab the viewer and draw them in for the long haul. There are plenty of shows with underwhelming first episodes that still survive for seasons and seasons, but given all the hype around “Game of Thrones” I expected the first episode to knock my socks off. Perhaps I expected too much.
or, “Concerning Top Gear/The Grand Tour”
I’ve written before about how I would like to share my joy of certain media to other people even though I realize in general such media is not their taste. I wish to share my otaku, as it were, and even if I can’t get people to share it, I hope to at least get them to understand why I enjoy my otaku so much. And then I thought about whether or not this is feasible. People like what they like, right? So I decided to figure out if I could come up with an example in my own life in which someone else successfully got me to understand their otaku even if I didn’t adopt it. And when the show The Grand Tour debuted, I realized I had my example.
This is generally one of my favorite times of year, but it also gets me down. One of my co-workers has taken a part-time job working customer service at a big-box toy store. This is the first year he’s worked there and some of the stories he tells make me lose faith in humanity (not that I had much left). But anyway, it’s impractical to try to drown one’s sorrows in spiked eggnog for a month, so I present my favorite holiday media.