My entry for this month’s IndieWeb carnival was the most fun i’ve had writing in a while. It isn’t a genre-defining piece of work, but it conveys what i wanted to convey, which is more than a lot of my journalistic work can say. I should write fiction more often.
Links
Here are some “better a working typewriter than a broken LLM” links for your consideration:
- “How to Fix a Typewriter and Your Life” by Kurt Streeter
- “The race to AGI-pill the pope” by Robert Hart
- “The indie web is here to make the internet weird again” by Stevie Bonifield
- “Here’s how much money Los Camp! make from streaming…” by Los Campesinos!
Movies
The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre de La Patellière & Matthieu Delaporte. I needn’t have waited to read the book before seeing the movie. The Count of Monte Cristo is such a loose adaptation that it ends up having pretty much nothing in common with the book of the same name. I understand the need to cut entire parts of Dumas’s epic and the desire to rewrite its borderline incestuous ending. I can even appreciate the transformation of Andrea Cavalcanti and Haydée into the dynamic duo assisting – and eventually failing – the Count. But i can’t fathom why Danglars, Fernand and Villefort needed to be robbed of all character and depth. You’re not supposed to root for Monte Cristo’s revenge on mere caricatures of social-climbing wimps, you’re supposed to be deeply conflicted because you could have been one of those sheep in wolf’s clothing. The movie is so hollow and generic that it needs an incredibly dramatic soundtrack to make you feel something. I didn’t feel anything but a deep sense of boredom.
TV shows
A Man on the Inside S2 by Michael Schur. Ted Danson is so good at playing Ted Danson that it hurts.