This book is, in a word, gut-wrenching. It will make you sick to your stomach - but in all the right ways.
This book is, in a word, gut-wrenching. It will make you sick to your stomach - but in all the right ways.
This episode is all about struggles. We've got the struggle to rescue a kidnapped girl - and Lucifer actually gets called in because he has an invite to the suspect's conference (a pickup artist convention).Lucifer struggles with his inability to seduce Claire. Claire, meanwhile, struggles with all the strange things she's seen from Lucifer - still teetering on the edge of the Lucifer-is-actually-the-devil cliff.
Stop. Go read Robert Jackson Bennett's City of Stairs. I'll wait. Are you done? OK, good. Now that you've read what was quite possibly my favorite fantasy novel of the last five years, we can discuss its sequel and the novel that may have supplanted it.
I feel like I have to start this review with my biggest complaint about this movie - I didn't get what I expected to get.
Look, when you go to a Deadpool movie, you don't expect a fancy, original plot with surprise twists. You go to watch Deadpool kick ass, rattle off profanity-laden one-liners and then kick some more ass. Preferably all at once. So while my biggest quibble with the Deadpool movie is its tired, un-original plotline, you kind of can't be mad at it.
This week, everyone's favorite snarktastic devil took on the murder of a wannabe actress, killed during a virgin football player's party and found in a swimming pool. Meanwhile, a nobody is impersonating Lucifer and giving him a bad name and reputation.
I'm really not sure where to start with this book, because the last third of it tainted an otherwise excellent novel.
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.