Mur reviews the comic Ex Machina, talks about her very bad day (and yes, as a parent I can safely agree it was very bad), and discusses the new sci-fi magazine podcast Escape Pod. Read the full story.
It's been a few weeks since I went looking for new podcasts -- I've settled into a pretty good groove listening to my current favorites, and between those and some audio books I've been absorbed in, there hasn't been much time for new audio. So I was surprised and pleased to find a whole bunch of new science fiction/geek podcasts when I went searching, even though -- given the growth of the genre and the medium -- I should have expected it.
American horror got much needed infusion of creepiness with The Ring, a remake of the Japanese film Ringu. Despite the legacy of authors like H.P. Lovecraft, American horror movies always seem to avoid soul-cringing, subtle horror in favor of the easy gross out or Monster-of-the-Week gorefest.
Where are the fun bands?
Over the last few months, as I have been happily lost in a non-radio paradise of podcasts, audio books and my music collection, this is a thought I've had many times.
Where are the fun bands?
A discussion of science fiction, and what it means to host Mur Lafferty. Includes thoughts on Long Dark Teatime of the Soul Douglas Adams, Left Hand of Darkness and Lathe of Heaven by Ursula K. LeGuin and American Gods by Neil Gaiman Read the full story.
I decided to catch up on my podcasts today, and spent this morning's commute listening to a few of my favorite podcasts, as well as trying out something new.
Listening to podcasts quickly became part of my daily routine after I discovered the phenomenon last fall. I wrote about a few of the podcasts I'd found, and then settled into a groove listening to these new, increasingly familiar voices during my morning and afternoon commute. Recently though, I've made a concerted effort to seek out some new podcasts.
There are great movie soundtracks, ones that resonate with your soul, invigorate your blood flow, and generally kick ass. This is not one of those albums, but it is a very amusing album, and one that fans of 1980s "B movie" horror flicks should enjoy, if not outright love.
The Deadly Spawn was one of those gore-filled, low-budget horror flicks that dominated the back racks of 1980s video stores. Inspired by big budget monster movies like Alien and the low-budget splatter fests of Halloween and Friday the 13th the films of the era sought to kill as many people with the most lethal gut-wrenching effects possible (well, as long as it didn't exceed the $20,000 budget line).