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Generalizations to be made about humankind abound... but for right now, let’s go with something on the lines of, “after humans have completely effed up one place, it’s a sure thing they’ll soon seek out the next place to take over (and immediately set about effing it up in similar fashion)” . I mean, it’s pretty much one of our signature moves. It isn’t much of a stretch, then, to envision a not-that-far-off future in which we’ve plundered all of Earth’s once-bountiful resources, along with overpopulating our planet to the point of having to seek out new digs to inhabit... namely, the Moon . But what comes after that ... once the Moon—with its considerably smaller size and limited resources—has likewise been pillaged and overrun by greedy bipedal interlopers? The next, most-obvious (meaning, least-inhospitable of all remotely-viable options ) candidate, of course. The Red Planet. Mars. The thing is, we humans are never content with just brutal pioneering. No, we come
It's a case of life imitating art-- as well as art mirroring life-- when it comes to bestselling author Kathy Reichs and her always-engrossing mystery series featuring forensic anthropologist Temperance Brennan. Since first springing onto the scene in 1997 with her debut novel, Deja Dead , Reichs has consistently delivered intelligent, unputdownable tales depicting the painstaking work that goes into piecing together the last moments of someone's life through the study of the bones left behind. There's an excellent reason for the success of this series; these books are, of course, grounded in real science. Reichs herself holds the same dual positions as forensic anthropologist in North Carolina and Montreal, Quebec as does heroine Dr. Tempe Brennan, so she really knows her stuff. Fortunately for the reader, though, she manages to avoid the pitfalls that sometimes trap other experts who try their hand at writing--that of coming across textbook-dull, or of being patronizing
Musicals and I have a complicated relationship. I mean, the whole notion of randomly busting-out-into-song-(and-dance!)-in-the-middle-of-anything-(or-nothing) is— let’s face it —kinda odd. And don’t even get me started on the songs, themselves. (No, really… don’t get me started . I could go on for a painfully-long time about how much I dislike everything about, say, The Sound of Music .) But, put a rock musical in front of me, and you’ve got my attention. Over the years, I’ve seen my share of those. Grease . Hair. The Wall. Jesus Christ Superstar. Rock of Ages . Tommy . We Will Rock You . Hairspray . Moulin Rouge . The Rocky Horror Picture Show (which I’ll never really “get” the cult obsession over, but whatever). All of which brings me to right now. 2022. When I’ve been asked— challenged, even! —by someone close to me, to watch and review a previously-unheard-of (by me) classic, from 1974… Phantom of the Paradise . So, alrighty then. Challenge accepted
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