I write on my Medium page now. I’d cross-post this but I literally forgot and it took 11 months to remember this site existed.
Anyway here is 2017.
The full eBook will be posted here for free on .PDF (and ePub) at 20:49 on 20/10.
A sequel five years in the making. Alongside a sequel thirty-five years in the making.
It follows several strands: a very personal thorough look at my relationship with Blade Runner, new analyses and thoughts on the film, a review of my 2012 book and an attempt to contextualise, and also a comprehensive review of Blade Runner 2049.
I always keep my promises. Eventually.
I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.
Born like this
As the chalk faces smile
As Mrs. Death laughs
As the elevators break
As political landscapes dissolve
As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree
As the oily fish spit out their oily prey
As the sun is masked
Born like this
Into these carefully mad wars
Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness
Into bars where people no longer speak to each other
Into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings
Born into this
Charles Bukowski, “Dinosauria, We” (The Last Night of the Earth Poems)
Content-warning: physical abuse, sexual abuse, animal abuse.
This is not a fun piece. It includes meandering of conscious thoughts and threads. I have attempted to give as much evidence basis to a central argument as possible. It is also very long.
In two days time Donald John Trump will take the Oath of office of the President of the United States. He will become the 45th President and preside over the world’s superpower. Alongside a nuclear arsenal, massive surveillance state, and the military, he will gain the treats attached to all the Presidential ceremonies. He will join the great continuity stretching from Washington to Lincoln to Kennedy to Johnson to Reagan to Obama to him. He will gain a Presidential library. Schools and memorials will be dedicated to his memory.
His inauguration brings to a close the long twentieth-century. With it, globalisation shivers and fascist isolationism is brought back with teeth to boot. President Donald John Trump. President Donald John Trump. The thing that should not have happened has happened. President Donald John Trump. President Donald John Trump.
So what does this mean for Mario?
I don’t even have much time to explain why I don’t have time to explain.
I’ve been writing some stuff over the last few months (political) on my Medium: https://medium.com/@Nardisty
There are details about writing projects and personal stuff coming very soon.
I am on my break between Cambridge terms and, loosely inspired by Donald Trump tweets, I decided to write a short sitcom Pilot script about Ted Cruz living with Snoop Dogg. It’s not that funny and filled with gross humour but I decided to share it on my barren blog wasteland.
I am also writing a novel-thing. More soon. Exams first. Finals. Fuck.
Read Lyin’ Ted! for free here: Lyin’ Ted!