Got two jobs coming up, starting a week from Wednesday, both fairly intense. One's in Kansas City, the other in Chicago, both under tight time constraints. Not my happiest way to work. What's more, there's one dangling in the background in Seattle that might happen...or might not...and would slap onto the end of these two and entail me doing a redeye to Philadelphia. Le sigh...
So what am I doing instead of artwork or writing? Gorging on Sense8. It's available on Netflix and I just finished episode 12 of 24. It's fascinating what the Wachowskis got away with in the program. Full-frontal male nudity. Serious lesbian sex. Nine different women giving birth in graphic detail, including the moment when the baby's head crowns out of her vagina. And the usual conspiracy stuff.
Shit, and I though Porno Manifesto was a middle finger to the industry. It only has 2 gay bashing, 5 male rapes and 1 imaginary, and the usual system of justice ain't doin' it's job crap, all done in a way that doesn't need to be graphic if the director don't want. I now feel like an incontinent wuss in comparison to S8. But this is what comes from not keeping up with the latest in entertainment availability. What's out there for you is behind the times for others.
I do like the program. A couple of the guys are cute (I especially like Max Riemelt as Wolfgang [brown shirt and black jacket] and Alfonso Herrera as Hernando [not one of the main cast]), and I feel for them. But a couple of the actors can't act very well (Brian J Smith as Will Gorsky is pretty but not deep and Jaime Clayton as Nomi Marks has an irritating monotone of a voice). Sometimes the timeline takes second place to adding complexity and having flashbacks in the story in ways that are distracting...like Riley talking about going to her father's concert that's supposed to be tomorrow night but feels like it takes days to get there, then going through a long, loooooong remembrance it triggers. It also lingers a bit long and occasionally is very predictable...but I'll watch the rest of it.
However, it really is just a version of The Matrix but without the cool SFX and a bit more emotional connection. It was not cheap to make, either. Shot in Korea, Iceland, Germany, England, India, Kenya, and Mexico, as well as Chicago and San Francisco in the US. With some major crowd scenes, some massive fights, and the actors bouncing back and forth between each country with each of their compatriots.
Hell, that last bit, alone, would keep me watching just to see how well they keep it up.
Shit, and I though Porno Manifesto was a middle finger to the industry. It only has 2 gay bashing, 5 male rapes and 1 imaginary, and the usual system of justice ain't doin' it's job crap, all done in a way that doesn't need to be graphic if the director don't want. I now feel like an incontinent wuss in comparison to S8. But this is what comes from not keeping up with the latest in entertainment availability. What's out there for you is behind the times for others.
I do like the program. A couple of the guys are cute (I especially like Max Riemelt as Wolfgang [brown shirt and black jacket] and Alfonso Herrera as Hernando [not one of the main cast]), and I feel for them. But a couple of the actors can't act very well (Brian J Smith as Will Gorsky is pretty but not deep and Jaime Clayton as Nomi Marks has an irritating monotone of a voice). Sometimes the timeline takes second place to adding complexity and having flashbacks in the story in ways that are distracting...like Riley talking about going to her father's concert that's supposed to be tomorrow night but feels like it takes days to get there, then going through a long, loooooong remembrance it triggers. It also lingers a bit long and occasionally is very predictable...but I'll watch the rest of it.
However, it really is just a version of The Matrix but without the cool SFX and a bit more emotional connection. It was not cheap to make, either. Shot in Korea, Iceland, Germany, England, India, Kenya, and Mexico, as well as Chicago and San Francisco in the US. With some major crowd scenes, some massive fights, and the actors bouncing back and forth between each country with each of their compatriots.
Hell, that last bit, alone, would keep me watching just to see how well they keep it up.
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