This is my reason to have HBOMax for a month. Season 1 drew me into a binge phase and Season 2 has done the same. Yes, it’s probably one of the preachiest shows since The West Wing, but the format really allows for these case-of-the-week medical drama characters to reveal their humanity in a way that feels forced in other med-dramas I’ve seen like House M.D.
Video Game
Donkey Kong Bananza
This Tempest Layer Zone is actually relatively challenging and has slowed down my progress. I’m really starting to get anxious about these bananas and fossils that are underneath water. The Elephant power doesn’t seem to suck up that liquid, so how do I get them? There’s been one I haven’t been able to get since the first Zone.
Re: last micropost about the computer being slow. Decided to dive into installing Linux, assuming Wi …
Re: last micropost about the computer being slow. Decided to dive into installing Linux, assuming Windows 11 was somehow responsible for all this. I’ve gotten as far as creating a partition and installing Ubuntu on it. Most things work fine except….my second monitor. And wow, it’s almost non-negotiable that I need at least two monitors at my desktop. Is this excessive? Am I just a monitor glutton?
Computer’s running slow as hell. Still have about 200GB of free hard drive space. Don’t …
Computer’s running slow as hell. Still have about 200GB of free hard drive space. Don’t know if it’s Firefox, some Windows shenanigans, or something else.
Bargaining with my toddler to get him to sit at the table and not take one piece of food or a sippy …
Bargaining with my toddler to get him to sit at the table and not take one piece of food or a sippy cup and then wander around the house. Using screen time as bargaining currency. Parenting sin. Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.
Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency (1987) by Douglas Adams
I’m a big Hitchhiker’s Guide fan, having enjoyed my first exposure to proper satire during my lonely middle school days and then discovering over time that almost everyone I liked to interact with had a similar experience.
I’d known about Dirk Gently in theory, but it wasn’t until our book club selected it that I had a chance to read any non-Hitchhiker’s books from Douglas Adams.
The core wit is there and refreshing in how deftly it’s weaved in with a denser plot. Our club had the consensus that the density of jokes is far fewer than the most well-known parts of the Hitchhiker’s series and while I’m a little neutral on how the central mysteries involving the Electric Monk and Gordon Way are handled, one of Adams’ messages resonated with me.
He warned us to not get super reliant on technology and use tremendous amounts of resources to do basic tasks of living.
Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detecitve Agency is an anti-artificial intelligence book written 40 years before the explosion of generative AI and LLMs.
How timely. I’ll read it again.
Escape! (2026) by Stephen Fishbach
Coinciding with a return to a Survivor era of my life, I received this book a couple months into 2025 after pre-ordering it last year. I rarely pre-order books, but Stephen Fishbach promised me more “Blood in the Clocktower” YouTube videos if I did that, but as the show that popularized him taught me: trust nobody.
I can praise Escape! as being a page-turner. Fischbach commits to escalation of plot and introduces a varied enough cast of characters with potential arcs you’ll want to see close out, much like Survivor does. He has flashes of damn good writing, particularly in the final act when his characters are really pushed into moments of existential reflection.
But it’s important to see this as something of an absurdist plot and I wonder how it will play to people who haven’t been following pop culture discussion of “the edit” or even to fans of reality TV that don’t follow survival shows. At times it feels like Fishbach gave in to a thought exercise and the conclusion feels like something unearthed rather than purposefully crafted. Still, a good airplane read, as I made significant progress on my five-hour flight from California to North Carolina.
Wuthering Heights (1847) by Emily Bronte
feel like I was told this would not be the stodgy 19th century romance that I expected, but I was still surprised at how much Bronte was committed to writing bad people who do bad things.
I do think my experience was helped by still finding ounces of sympathy for Heathcliff, Catherine the elder, and all of them. Even Joseph. Bronte excelled at setting up the internal motivations and the traumatic experiences that built these people up act as they do.
I was a little harangued by the narration model and I didn’t care to see the world through Lockwood’s eyes at the beginning. Thankfully, the narrator MVP is Nelly Dean, who I think should have started and ended the whole thing.
Therapist was six minutes late. Could’ve been worse, he’s ghosted before.
I did a lot of talking. So I guess this is the kind of therapy it is, where I’m revealing things to myself and he’s kind of like a sounding board.
We were talking about the tension between the career I have for money, which itself exists to support the liberal capitalist lifestyle I have set up for myself and my family and the activism work I do for very little money.
And he did say one thing that helped me. “They say you should talk about your goals.”
I reflected on the fact that I don’t love talking about my day, because even when it comes to simply putting a post out there on the Internet on behalf of a good organization, that’s not exciting. I bore myself at the thought of talking about that extensively.
But something I could talk about would be the observation I’ve had – of the past activist organizations I’ve worked with, they’ve been heavily reliant on the corporate web as part of their social media strategies: LinkedIn, Twitter, Instagram – all these platforms actively working against the missions of the activist organizations.
We’ve been monitoring this attempt to break away from the centralized, corporate internet and introduce the world to the decentralized, human internet. Wouldn’t it make sense to work toward platforms that specifically are for activists and people who want to use the Internet without providing DAU metrics for evil tech giants?
The lump itself is that layer of fat squishing through the hernia hole. I’ve literally got everything plugged up. When I eat poorly enough to trigger something like acid reflux, it gets inflamed and pretty painful.
I could get it operated on now, but the doctor’s like “with your BMI, there’s a higher chance of recursion.” So I guess the hole could open back up again. And could you guess what the doctor at the “Duke Metabolic and Weight Loss Center” thinks I should do?
The Doctor recommends a GLP-1 like Ozempic or Zepbound.
And he’s happy to show me his work. He types in my current weight and target weight and he shows me this custom text file that tells me the percentage success rate with GLP-1’s.
I’m seeing what’s happening and I’m thinking of asking him. I’m thinking of asking him The Question. But I don’t have to, because he tells me. “Yeah, this is just something I whipped up with ChatGPT.”
Now my basic stance on GLP-1’s is…okay, that’s interesting. It really seems like they’ve been prescribed with a lot of more frequency in the past five years. But, I’m 38. Wouldn’t it be cool if I could take the resources that would pay for a lifelong medication and direct them toward lifestyle?
Like, let’s at least try, right? Maybe I can talk to nutritionists. Dieticians. Workout coaches. But my insurance won’t pay for any of that. And the funny part is, given the weirdness with insurance companies and GLP-1’s, there’s no guarantee they’ll pay for this for the rest of my life.
And also, like, I probably don’t need to get to BMI 30. I have a sense the odds of my surgery would go up if I lost something like 15-20 pounds. But this guy framed it as if I needed to lose 40 and fast. Is that because ChatGPT tells him to or did he have a cool conversation with a pharma rep?
Because of a joke I made to a Discord server, I am now compelled to listen to Soundgarden’s “Spoonman,” as well.
I woke up and I really did feel the need to listen to some Jesus Chris Superstar songs, which is eerie, given the timing. When I first started dating Erin, the theater company she worked for was putting on a staging of JCS around Easter time and that’s how I became familiar with the music.
Anyway, Roofman, the movie, was kind of flat to me. Just like….a straightforward look at how this real-life criminal played by Channing Tatum lived kind of a boring existence while creating felonies against the corporation of Toys ‘R Us. And, hey, I’m sure the shareholders of Toys ‘R Us are not sympathetic victims, but the movie in 2026 doesn’t provide the same righteous defense of noble criminality as if he were ripping off Jeff Bezos. Clearly not what the movie cared about, but it’s how my mind works.
Said mind wandered and I started looking at Letterboxd before the movie ended, which “spoiled” the fact that “Roofman” is based on a true story.
They cut out the entire part where the Roofman had to leave the Toys ‘R Us Store and live in an abandoned Circuit City, which I think would have been more of an interesting commentary on our life and times.
The Super Mario Galaxy Movie is an adventure film without pretense. As such, its job is to deliver its characters from set piece to set piece. In this movie, Peach and Toad end up in a sleazy underworld casino almost in a similar fashion as Finn and Rose end up in a snobby casino planet in The Last Jedi, but there’s less concern about finding an unremarkable macguffin person and more with just getting their stuff back.
I kind of found that refreshing!
(And, you know, I love The Last Jedi, but one of the ways it made itself vulnerable to bad faith criticism was the obvious desire to just Do Adventure Stuff, but still tie it into a theme that the plot of the trilogy wasn’t organically producing. We all agree casino planet was weird, right? Well, Mario Galaxy pulled it off more successfully, that’s all I’m saying.)
Good Fortune (★★★)
**This review has some spoilers.**
There’s certainly a better version of this movie in which the Gabriel character is played by someone who not only has an alien affect, but who commits to the unraveling of the angelic character and the full-on corruption by humanity. But, hey, Keanu is charming. We love to see him.
Good Fortune would have you think it was written by someone who’s been really fantasizing about organizing gig workers as opposed to a guy who takes oil money from a murderous state. As it stands, it probably isn’t going to join Norma Rae in the pantheon of labor movies simply because it’s more of an observational comedy about how much it rules to have money compared to how much it sucks to not have money.
But I was kind of getting into the mythology and lore here. I enjoy the idea that Sandra Oh assigns certain angels to specific drive-texters because there’s kind of a grand plan that hinges on it There’s a very brief, but memorable performance by the mentat in Dune, who is played by that legendary character actor whose name I should remember. It’s all just a backdrop for “rich people party like this, while poor people don’t party at all” and – spoilers, but not really – it will lead up to a point where your greatest fantasy is that some rich people will eventually be forced to feel empathy and thus do the right thing.
Notice how no one in this movie actually succeeds in organizing! Interesting.
The Secret Agent (★★★★½)
Among the many magic tricks this movie pulls off is the impeccable set design, taking me to a time and place that, no matter my personal familiarity, feels organic.
Beyond the critical central performance of Wagner Moura, there are countless shots that convey the richness and strangeness of refuge from persecution; the strange bonds that form when you are displaced from comfort and when perverse incentives create dire enemies out of once-innocuous scoundrels.
It all builds to a frustrating truth - that real life continues after the movie ends and even the fumbling ineptitude of evil can only delay the inevitable. But on the other side of the coin is also the inevitability of the forces of good.
The Wolf Man (★★★)
I watched this on a long train ride and it was the right kind of movie for the moment. Claude Rains was perhaps my favorite role. The shots in the foggy forest are iconic.
I know there's the lore that this movie was conceived to have you questioning the veracity of the werewolf story, but the screenplay really did little to have you pondering the question of man's inner evil until a late-film monologue between Rains and Lon Cheney.
"Wuthering Heights" (★★★½)
I understand the satisfaction of engaging with theatrical adaptations of literature as a someone versed in the source material. I read Wuthering Heights for the first time in the weeks leading up to this movie so I could experience that satisfaction. And I did walk away with the feeling that having the original book so fresh in my mind made the movie less interesting. However, the cascade of smugness that English class nerds have unleashed on this movie is something else.
I don't think Emerald Fennell didn't "get" the book. I think she read the book in a certain mindset and an idea stuck with her. She then used her considerable talent to bring that idea to screen and I would say within the confines of her version of the story, it works! It's visceral. It ruminates on death from the outset. And it is invested in the idea that Wuthering Heights is ultimately a story told by people with bias and rooted in the ideas of what should be proper and what is transgressive. She also really wanted Cathy and Heathcliff to do the nasty. Multiple times. As a montage.
So, I dunno, maybe you do yourself a disservice when you walk into a work of film and decide you're going to use "accuracy to the agreed-upon themes of a book" as your enjoyment rubric. Seems like you're setting yourself up for a bad experience.
(Heathcliff should never be white, though).
Good Luck, Have Fun, Don't Die (★★★★)
This was great as a movie I caught on a whim in theaters on a Friday morning. Original characters participating in a sort of low-sci-fi adventure through the mundane that gets interrupted by the fantastical. Its biggest flaw is that it tends to focus its social satire on easy targets: mostly "kids and their phones." It's a spiritual cousin to Idiocracy in its disdain for common people and air of superiority.
However, when it finds a satirical idea, GLHFDD really commits, mining some effective dark humor from the most chilling of premises. There will be twists and if you've watched enough movies, you will predict them, but overall, this has stuck with me as one of those movies I would have loved picking up at Blockbuster and raving to my friends about.
See, now it's got me doing the schmaltzy nostalgia thing.
Challenge: Engage in criticism of this game without mentioning “windows” or “voice acting.”
Legends Z-A excels as a prototype of the new kind of Pokemon city we could get. Sidequests integrated with the city. Imagine if modern cities had locations like the museum, the sewers, the abandoned laboratory and some – some – of the key wild areas.
The Battle Royale is initially an extremely compelling gameplay loop, working alongside the new battle system to create a sort of mini-stealth hunt-and-deploy tactics game. Unfortunately, LZA does not want to put in the time to keep this compelling for more than 30% of the game, so it eventually becomes a barrier to progress rather than an end unto itself. Still, I want a version of this real-time system to return.
On the whole, this does not reach the revelatory heights of Legends: Arceus. Limiting you to Lumiose shouldn’t be a main part of the reason, but the limitation is felt due to the initial lack of wild areas. Imagine if there were unique Pokemon and battles to be found in the museum, the old building, Quasartico, etcetera. But the wild areas are the limits of ingenuity for this game.
Still, if you’re a Pokemon fan who’s been enjoying the Switch era and not a weirdo who gets personally enraged whenever the Nostalgia Factory fails to hold up a mirror to your imagination and clone whatever $300 million production budget chimera you’re imagining, then Legends Z-A is worth your time. There are great Pokemon to find, a fun new battle system to engage in, and some discussion to be had about the dangers of nostalgia.
Also, I don’t care about windows. I hope the windows in Gen 10 are even worse.