I don't often pick up books set in our world that aren't outright fantasy, but every now and then I like a good religious conspiracy theory novel. Michael Livingston's The Shards of Heaven isn't quite there, but it's close.
I don't often pick up books set in our world that aren't outright fantasy, but every now and then I like a good religious conspiracy theory novel. Michael Livingston's The Shards of Heaven isn't quite there, but it's close.
FOX has tricked me into watching a buddy cop police show. Except I'm mostly OK with it.This week on Lucifer, we explore with a new sordid crime that Chloe Decker feels the need to poke her nose in. While the crime is sleazy and trashy, it's nothing we haven't seen before. There are no twists here waiting in the shadows.
Wow. Where do you even begin on such a finale?At the beginning, I suppose, with the song I was waiting for all season.
When a show opens with Cage the Elephant's "Ain't No Rest for the Wicked," you know it's going to be good. And FOX's new show Lucifer, based on the character originally created by Neil Gaiman in DC Comics' The Sandman, does not disappoint.
So Galavant died. That happened. Fortunately, though, the show was more alive than ever this week, with what were probably my favorite episodes of the season to date.
This week, Galavant went to the Great White Way with its music. There were two obvious homages to famous musicals: the Jets & Sharks of West Side Story (recast as giants and dwarves who...well, they're all actually the same size) and the patriotic Frenchmen of Les Miserables (recast as Sid leading a group of increasingly less enthusiastic peasants against Gareth and Madalena's troops).
Galavant has always had fun, interesting characters, but this week's episodes take the tasty, character development cake.
Guys, I am one of Galavant's biggest fans. I laughed until I cried, I can quote it all day, and I even know all the words to that damn earworm of a theme song. (Alan Menken is basically my hero.) So I was over the moon when, surprise of surprises, Galavant somehow managed to get renewed.
The earliest movie I can remember seeing as a child is Star Wars Episode VI: Return of the Jedi. (Unlike most children, my favorite scene was actually the Sarlaac Pit - still not sure what that says about me.) I spent a lot of time playing Star Wars with siblings, cousins and friends. But there were no female heroes for me to play as. I didn't want to be Leia; I wanted to be a Jedi, or maybe a Sith. I wanted a lightsaber.