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While searching for why Lilly Wachowski isn't involved in The Matrix Repetitious or whatever it's going to be called, I remembered that she also wasn't involved in the end of Sense8, and somehow I ended up finding this Naveen Andrews interview in which he calls Sense8 “something that’s totally unique, and is a direct 'fuck you' to what seems to be happening all over the world now, in terms of fascism”, and I just needed to note that here for both posterity and general relevancy.

#Fascism #Movies #PopCulture #Television #August2019

No matter how many communities of both choice or chance I find myself a part of, I always seem also to find myself standing apart in my own little corner within them. It was true for my fandom communities of choice and it's been true for my chance community of autistics.

There's little question that the way Autism Speaks talks about the Kübler-Ross stages of grief (see page 14) when it comes to parents of children diagnosed as autistic is hellishly problematic, because it doesn't distinguish between emotional reactions that are natural and those that are the result of a lifetime of social programming.

Grief over a friend or a relative or a family pet having died is natural. Grief over a newborn not living up to the way in which society says their brains should have been wired is a learned grief. Autism Speaks treats the latter as if it instead is the former.

Much of the actually autistic community, however, seems to think that the latter isn't understandable or relatable despite that lifetime of social programming, but there's a way to talk to, or about, parents of autistic children that neither condescends nor displays that lack of empathy neurotypicals wrongly but all too frequently ascribe to us. We all know and feel what society has taught us to know and feel, until and unless some internal or external force acts upon that inertia.

Confounded expectations for one's life, when those expectations so often are informed or even dictated by the people and groups around us, these can cause grief that feels just as legitimate as natural grief. It's certainly still real grief, even if unnatural.

This should be part of the conversation too, even as we agree with the decision of the Autistic Self Advocacy Network to end its partnership with Sesame Street. The problematic way in which Autism Speaks treats the parents of newly-diagnosed autistic children isn't an excuse for actually autistic people to treat those same parents in a problematic manner of our own.

#Autism #PopCulture #Television #August2019

There is too much television. Outside of whatever I'm watching live during the week (e.g., tonight, Killjoys), my Netflix backlog is beginning to pile up with Leila and Street Food, which I've started, new seasons of Glow and Mindhunter, new international shows Green Frontier and Better Than Us, and I'm now two seasons behind on She-Ra and the Princesses of Power.

This is all on top of the most recent seasons of Veronica Mars and The Runaways on Hulu (I dropped The Handmaid's Tale after season two), which I only subscribe to every now and then.

Plus, I'm still playing catch-up with NOVA's “The Planets” episodes, and I keep forgetting to start in on Serengeti from Discovery Channel.

There's also the final season of The Legend of Korra which I never got to watch because Amazon only put three season up on Prime, but now I've discovered I can do a free trial of the NickHits channel on Amazon that will let me get that in at some point.

Meanwhile, I've always got one rewatch going and right now that's Humans, with a likely Mr. Robot rewatch lined up next.

There is too much television. I'll refrain from getting into how many books I've got piling up behind my current fiction and nonfiction reads, with more coming out in the next few months.

#PopCulture #Television #August2019

So I've been playing catch-up on NOVA's “The Planets” and it told me an astonishing story about the solar system which somehow I'd never heard before: the gas giant Jupiter once spiraled violently inward through the nascent solar system.

Its path ended the development of watery Ceres, created the carnage that is the asteroid belt, kept Mars small, and likely prevented the formation of “super-Earths” like the ones we see around other stars. It only managed to avoid doing to Earth what it did to Mars because the development of its gas-sister Saturn pulled it back into an outer orbit, a move which itself tossed water-bearing objects inward, facilitating the development of life on Earth.

Long before there was The Wandering Earth by Liu Cixin, there was The Marauding Jupiter by Vity Gra.

#Books #PopCulture #Science #Television #August2019

The premiere of The Terror: Infamy was better than the five episodes I made it through of The Terror last year, primarily because I couldn't have cared less about anyone in The Terror but already am interested in the characters of Infamy. In the first season I'd taken to gimmicks like desaturating my television to watch in black-and-white because all I wanted was to learn more about that season's “terror” but absent any characters worth wondering or worrying about, the “what's happening” of it simply moved too slowly to sustain any interest.

I'm curious to see how Infamy handles the Japanese-American concentration camps, both in and of themselves and as a horror-suspense setting, especially given the presence of George Takei, who lived as a child in the real ones and has been an outspoken critic of the Trump administration's border policies.

#History #PopCulture #Television #August2019

One thing I forgot to mention about the conspiracy theories surrounding the cancellation of The OA is that I accidentally floated one of them—that they've actually already filmed a third season—back in March. It was how I tried to expain why it took them so long to come back after season one.

#PopCulture #Television #August2019

But most of all, if you allowed yourself to be swept away by The OA’s strange, gently bonkers poetry, you were rewarded with an increasingly rare sort of hopefulness. Comparisons are often made between The OA and Twin Peaks — another absolutely unhinged show I adore about time, space, and blonde women trapped in interdimensional rooms — but Twin Peaks wasn’t a hopeful show. Twin Peaks held a mirror to humanity’s darkest, most nefarious impulses; it ended with its main characters trapped eternally in the wrong dimension, howling infernally. Conversely, The OA was a show about believing in impossible things (and I don’t mean psychic octopi and brain flowers). The OA was one of the only contemporary shows I’ve ever seen that leaned on the notion — as creator-writer-star Brit Marling put it in her mournful post-cancellation Instagram post — “that the collective is stronger than the individual,” that “there is no hero,” that “humans [are] one species among many and not necessarily the wisest or the most evolved.” It was one of the only shows to grapple directly and beautifully with things like toxic masculinity, American gun violence, PTSD and trauma, the pitfalls of capitalism, impossible ethical quandaries — all this on top of coming up with that freakin’ octopus and staffing one of the most diverse casts and crews in TV history.

From Is The OA Fake-Canceled or Am I Just Losing My Mind? by Rachel Handler

#PopCulture #Television #Highlights #August2019

Whatever new stuff I am watching on television, I always also have some sort of rewatch going. Right now I am rewatching Humans, which easily can be seen as a sort of thematic sequel to Battlestar Galactica. You could consider the “evolution of robots” opening titles of the later series to pick up right where the final “evolution of robots” sequence of the earlier series leaves off.

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One of my early-warning signs when watching a television show is finding myself almost unconsciously rewriting dialogue. This happened not long into the first episode of Wu Assassins on Netflix. Another sign for me is if one character accuses another of having a small penis as a way to insult them. This also happened not long into the first episode of Wu Assassins. Nonetheless, I finished the first and started in on the second episode of Wu Assassins, and I should have trusted my early judgment. Halfway into the second episode of Wu Assassins, a black thug shows up and immediately threatens to rape the white female co-lead in the ass. What I'm saying is don't bother with Wu Assassins. It's garbage. Wu Assassins on Netflix is garbage.

#PopCulture #Television #August2019

Sunday night, I began a free week of HBO through Amazon expressly to binge Years and Years, which so much of my Twitter feed had been watching as it aired. I'm not sure why I decided to watch a dystopian drama as my escapism after a weekend of mass shootings, but there you go. It wasn't until a couple of episodes in that I noticed it was a Russell T. Davies show, which, given the even more brutal dystopia that was the wretched Torchwood: Miracle Day I guess makes sense. Mostly my takeaway is that Lydia West, who in her first television role plays Bethany Bisme-Lyons, should be cast in everything.

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