Now excuse me while I dab at some imaginary Pokémon from my hoverboard and capture them on an exploding Samsung phone that plays decibel-boosted, bass-boosted, auto-tuned “n*gga trap” and hilarious 6 second videos about white shoes whilst literal clowns (and Harley Quinns) chase after me and I contemplate the fact that a borderline fascist babyman is the most powerful person in America even though I could have sworn Ghostbusters defeated sexism, all before I purchase a ticket for Remake 2: The Sequel, “challenge” my friends to stand completely still, marvel at how much cooler my selfies get when I add a dog nose, publish a think piece about how emojis and unfunny frog memes are the most racist thing to have happened all year, twerk to Rihanna’s “Gibberish”, and also mourn all the influencial celebrities that left us this year – none of which hit me as hard as that one gorilla whose name I can’t remember.
Archive for December, 2016
Well, here we are. As messy as 2016 was for many, it just zipped right by, didn’t it? I don’t know what it is but whereas the year 2015 felt, to me, like it was at least two years long, I feel like this year never took a breather and consequently ended up going way too fast (Christmas 2015 still feels as recent as this Christmas). Either way, I’m trying to accept the good stuff it gave me. Fun activities and travels with the new schoolmates, moving into a new apartment and, of course, all the countless interesting movies we got.
As chance would have it, though, I’m only going to look at the ones I liked (primarily). There are some 2016 films I’ve yet to see, others aren’t released here until next year, and some of the actual entries on this list had their release dates last year – everywhere except here. I plan on updating these lists in the future, the more movies I see from a given year, although I do enjoy having some kind of summary at the end of the year and reflect on that which we’ve been given. Continue reading
The episode where the shizzle hits the fan. Jesus “CarpenThor” Christ notices the presence of a mysterious chess-master known as Sinistor (played by a GTA Online version of yours truly), who’s either loyal to the military, the dark lord Tharkseid, or both.
Meanwhile, Lex Jewthor escapes captivity; Misty discovers the truth about her new mentor Wilfred; Ghostbones Skullrider is told to look up a methuman who may just have returned from the grave; Beast Boi and Diana fight off the vengeful Mannibal one last time; Norman Stillbourne tries to impress his father with the military’s weaponization of metahumans to no avail, and Stillbourne’s sycophantic servant, a monster named Chesterfield (yes, seriously), realizes how abused he truly is. This will be my last episode for a while. Surprisingly, doing shit like this for a year gets kind of old after a while.
In memory of Debbie Reynolds. Sort of.
Hey, folks! Here’s hoping you’ve all had a merry Christmas and that you’ve rubbed it in the faces of those who either hate the holiday or think that everyone’s in on a conspiracy to take Jesus out of it, as if the birth of Christ is what Pagan traditions are typically about.
Mine, for one, was pretty good. The gifts I received include various Blurays (such as a Star Wars box set for the whole family), books like Thing Explainer and a Dark Crystal prequel, various forms of candy, and the obligatory bottle of liquor. Stuff I gave out, meanwhile, included a Little Prince DVD, champagne glasses, a Star Trek Beyond 3D Bluray (sorry), an old Swedish comic that my grandparents love, and a bottle of hairspray which I made the recepient think was a dildo. Then there was the Christmas party I had with the schoolmates where we played that gift-game with a dice and I went home with drink flavoring and new Apple headphones, because yes, I will in fact support Apple insofar as willingly getting their stuff for free.
I also gave my brother the new Age of Empires 2 expansion, ensuring that we won’t have productive lives this upcoming week, as well as a cookbook with deliberately shitty recipes. And both of us got our parents a deep fryer and booze, among other things. Sometimes it almost feels better to give.
Seriously, though. Happy holidays! More posts will come soon!
Some of the highlights from various bad videos that we’ve slapped the dumb “Skefnarm Pictures” name onto throughout these five years. It all started when three high school students got together, discovered their mutual love of filmmaking, stole a channel name from a made-up word in a Swedish radio show, made a shite stop-motion animation called Send in the Clones, and basically lost touch with each other a few years after that. Have fun!