

Was talking to a young chud with incel characteristics coworker and I was surprised when he revealed that he and his brother enjoyed Twilight. Given that it is a romance, and seen as being for women, I was really shocked he’d even deign to watch/read it. Then he told me he liked it for all the lore about vampire wars against the vampire pope or whatever and that he skipped over the romantic portions.






Fig. 1. My crude sketchup model of the bench. The original medieval bench has some decorative carving I certainly wouldn’t do, but also some more elegant curves in the legs and the long seat stretchers that I was too lazy to go through the hassle of modelling.


I can’t be the first person to have observed this, but it’s amazing that we had the whole lifecycle of the Superhero in film in the 90s and the 00s. In the 90s they were like a pathetic joke for the most basement-dwelling of nerds, a throwback to the heyday of comics and the Superman films of the 80s. I mean c’mon. Darkman. The Crow. the Stallone Judge Dredd.
Then you get the pinnacle of the superhero in film with Spider-man 1 & 2. Then it enters it’s goofy slop era with Spider-man 3. Then you get the girtty revisionist take on the genre with Batman Begins and The Dark Knight.
Then, for some reason, they kept making superhero movies for the next twenty years? 2008’s Iron Man we can excuse as its purpose was largely to rehabilitate the career of Robert Downey Jr. But the endless cycle of braindead corporate action films that followed? Who was that for? Everyone, apparently, because they made all the money in the world, but I just don’t get it.
Westerns had the good grace to mostly disappear after Unforgiven, except for the occasional nostalgia piece like True Grit and a small contingent of indie/small films. And of course morphing into the neo-western, which became its own thing.