'Nuff said.
Watch:
Mourning the loss of Sam Neil, and while there are a ton of genre flicks my mind goes to on reflex, I thought I'd post a trailer from a somewhat recent favorite of his I discovered thanks to Mr. Brown.
Taika Waititi doesn't always blow me away, but this one definitely does.
Read:
I finally caught up on Chris Condon, Andrew Ehrich and Charlie Adlard's Of the Earth. Man, this is easily sitting in my top five comics of 2026.
This is sweet Charlie Adlard widescreen comics, and the story by Ehrich and Condon is fantastic. There's a great interview on Fangoria HERE, and we review the first issue on Drinking with Comics HERE. Suffice it to say, major The Thing and Blood Simple vibes, and if you're as big a fan of both of those films as I am and you wonder what the intersection where they meet looks and feels like, look no further.
There's some fantastic prose in each book, as well. Excerpts from a book that gives more context to the Wildcatter myth. This is a monster book, folks, and it is extremely effective thus far.
Playlist:
Judas Priest - Stained Class
Savages - Silence Yourself
Savages - Paranoid/Prayer (single)
C.na - Eclipse Mechanism (Instrumental) (single)
Anthrax - State of Euphoria
Squarepusher & Z-MACHINES - Music for Robots EP
Chappell Roan - The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess
Chappell Roan - Good Luck Babe (single)
Devil Master - You Worms' Vein Dilusions (single)
Devil Master - Ecstasies of a Never Ending Night
Lard - The Last Temptation of Reid
Thou - Summit
John Cale - Fear
Card:
From Jonathan Grimm's Eldritch Lace Tarot, which you can buy HERE.
• Page of Swords
• Nine of Cups
• Nine of Swords
The card that's really sticking out here is the Nine of Swords, known as "Cruelty" in the Thoth deck. I ended up in the ER yesterday morning with what I was told by the attending physician is the worst pain known to humanity, male or female. I didn't know what it was when I went in, but goddamn, was I in bad shape. I do not exaggerate when I tell you I did not possess control of my body for a good three hours. I surrendered that control to the pain. It had me do things I could only observe as if from outside, through a misery-frosted window. I have a fairly high pain threshold, and I tend to handle my pain with obstinate stoicism, but not yesterday. No. A kidney stone brought me down. I was screaming, growling, puking, writhing like a man possessed. In fact, I would not be the least bit surprised to learn that in the Middle Ages, people confused kidney stone symptoms with demonic possession.
Again, not embellishing here at all.
The Page of Swords and Nine of Cups indicate that all this torment wasn't for naught. I believe I'll have some major insights in the coming days as I continue to convalesce (I haven't passed it yet, but as of writing this at 8:35 PM Thursday night, I have not been in pain since the early afternoon).
