Welcome to the Playpen, our space for ferrety banter and whimsical snippets of things that aren't quite long enough for articles (although they might be) but that caught your eye anyway.
(Also, Excelsior class is best starship. If anyone tells you differently, they're wrong.)
Unfortunately, the film makers were so focused on the spaceship they skimped out on the characters. And the plot. And, well, everything else. It's a shame that a movie this gorgeous looking that does such interesting things with lighting is otherwise completely lifeless. I mean, there's some action sequences jammed in (that I think the film would have been better off without), but it was impossible to feel anything for the characters because the camera kept swinging away to show moar spaceship. I guess I could give +1 for having a non-sexualized female main character in it but we barely learn anything about her and then there's this HILARIOUS bit of space ballet at the end that had me cringing.
So yeah, not recommended unless you really like spaceships.
In 1999 Bacigalupi also wrote this, so here's to his consistent racism.
This is why we can't have nice things and this is why, despite the ridiculous brouhaha of racefail '09, the genre is still not a safe and comfortable place for me to navigate.
Really? I'd heard amazing things about Bacigalupi and that work specifically from one of my professors (who's African American, female, and got her degree in the 60s/70s, so I'm surprised to hear that it's racist).
At a guess? It's because she's not SE Asian. Being of color isn't a monolith, you know.
May I introduce you to Texts From Bennett? The titular Bennett is a wonderful, glorious human being. By which I mean "a foul-mouthed fool".
Goddamn I'm stupid.
What happens when some lawyers from Cleveland decide they are a metal band?
Apparently, this happens.
Well, I was ready to Manowarrior it up when they mentioned "a Kingdom of Metal" but then the song actually started and I couldn't stop laughing.