Two iceberg charts of
surreal movies and
strange films. I may have to watch, erm,
all of these — especially Wax or the Discovery of Television Among the Bees, which keeps
coming up in my dives into net-art history…
Yep, that one's going in my Rich Evans Folder (2.1TB)
Hope whoever
felled the Sycamore Gap tree
enjoyed whatever kicks they got out of destroying a centuries old piece of local heritage. Sick
cunt.
De Sledgehammerprojectie — vernoemd naar
het Peter Gabriel-lied — is een nieuwe
oppervlaktegetrouwe kaartprojectie in dezelfde niche als de Winkel-tripel. Een
samenstelling van de projecties van Hammer en Peters behoudt oppervlakte, geeft aantrekkelijke
curven aan zowel meridianen als parallellen, en haar puntige polen vervormen verre noordelijke
regio’s veel minder dan haar afgeplatte equivalenten. (Ik durf wel te zeggen dat zelfs de Antarctis
er goed genoeg uitziet!)
De precieze formule, afgeleid van het techniek
Strebe (2017):1
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The Sledgehammer projection — named after
the Peter Gabriel song — is a novel
equal-area map projection designed to fill the same niche as the Winkel Tripel. A composite of the
Hammer and Peters projections, it preserves area, gives both parallels and meridians pleasing
curves, and with its pointed poles, it does not distort areas in far northern latitudes to the
extent that flat-topped projections such as
Equal Earth do. (I dare even
say that it handles Antarctica alright.)
Welcome back, ladies and gentlefolk! I’ve been trapped labouring in a Colombian salt mine for the
past four months, but after a daring escape which my lawyers have advised me not to speak of, i’ve
returned to safety to provide you all with yet more content®™.
Some links i’ve had sitting around gathering mothballs to start you off:
I was, tentatively, putting off finishing this until i’d gotten the relevant part of the main site
in a working state. But, given that i’m rebuilding the whole thing from scratch, and i was itching
to put it out there — behold! The world in 2025 of Looking at the Big Sky, a sci-fi
alternate-history -type setting i’m working on. (It’s not particularly sci- at the moment, i’ll
admit — this is just a stepping stone on the way to 2338.)
I don’t know if it’ll come across too well in photo form. I was lying
on the grass, as one does, and lo and
behold, there in the sky appeared what i could only describe as a double-backwards-double-rainbow:
I’ve never seen anything like it. Maybe that makes me a shut-in? I don’t know. Some quick prodding
around revealed it to be not a rainbow, but a halo: a
circum-zenithal arc, its iridescent
colours made by the low sun’s light filtering through the icy clouds above.
The Sagrada Familia. The view from a Pennine peak. My home town from above, caught by pure chance on
a flight to Turkey. The first sight of the Tyne Bridge down Grey Street. And now this. That’s the
top tier — sights i’ll never forget in my life.
Hello. You’ve probably figured this out by now, but my personal life has been getting quite busy at
the moment, and postings on the site will be taking a back seat until, hm, let’s say the end of June
or thenabouts. Don’t call it a hiatus — it’s just a minor pause.
A visual book recommender
— like a big map of the literary world, designed to simulate the experience of looking through a
used book store. Wish there were something like
this for films!
Good evening, “Greece” was a 1000-year social experiment conducted by Oxford’s classics department.
Thank you for your coöperation.
2008 Tom Scott video: The First Annual Yorkshire Pudding And Spoon Race 2013 Tom Scott video:
The Blinking Light That Keeps Pedestrians Safe 2018 Tom Scott video: I Got To Go-Kart Around A
Particle Accelarator 2023 Tom Scott video: It's like a TARDIS for foxes.
Well, i rode it out for three years, but i finally caught covid. o7
The internet was lit ablaze last year with the rediscovery of Martin Scorcese’s obscure masterpiece
Goncharov, and it’s easy to see why. Accessible yet complex, of its time and yet
progressive, it was ripe for a critical reëvaluation.
What people don’t often hear about is its sequel — one that Marvel’s biggest fanboy didn’t even know
existed. The rights having fallen into the lap of the bloated corpse of Cannon Entertainment, they
dumped it straight to video in 1989, leaving it to be forgotten.… until now!!!
Goncharov 2: The Quest for Gonch (sold in the USSR as
The Quest For God) is the biggest piece of shit since the fat one i laid in the McDonald’s
deep fryer last weekend.1 The Gonch himself is no longer played by Robert
DeNiro — clearly too good for this shit — but an up and coming Danny DeVito, wearing an unconvincing
latex mask which sits somewhere in between
Tom Cruise in Vanilla Skyand
that one I Think You Could Leave skit.
Yes, this was the Farrelly Brother’s first picture. They tried taking a more serious film for their
first work, but it falls flat on its face in many places. I found the scene where the Gonch huffs
thirteen cans of glue to be quite amusing for all the wrong reasons. Devito put his heart—
I neither know nor care who you are but please stop defending The Quest for Gonch™. The Goncharov
Cinematic Universe does not need this sort of slander, and neither does this blog!
Listen, there is TONS of potential for the Goncharov Cinematic Universe to expand from this film.
It’s not the best film, sure it’s… well…
…..
…well, it is definetly2a film.
Well if you’re going to get technical, it’s not a film! It’s a video! I’d say it was shot on a
potato, but that’s an insult to potatoes — when you compare it to the beautiful composition of Gonch
1™’s ending clock shot, this was shot on a yam.
Ok, sure, the picture quality wasn’t the best, but I’d blame that on the film’s rushed development.
It was first approved by Scorceses in the late 1980s as a fallback in case he was killed by a
conservative lynch mob during the production of The Last Temptation of Christ as a
fallback.
You have no understanding of the complex lore behind /The Quest for Go(nch|d)/, you
absolute fucking nitwit. You fool. You Fucking Nimrod.
The Last Temptation of Christ was released in 1988, and Concharov
II was released in 1989—
Martin Scorcese had no involvement in this. This was that fucker Matteo Bunchofnumbers’ idea. You
know how i know that? Because if Martin Scorsese knew about the existence of Goncharov 2: The Quest
for Gonch, he’d have not only killed himself, but figured out how to kill himself twice.
You’re half-right; he had no involvement in the film, but he did approve its creation solely to
profit off of any VHS sales. I know this because a friend’s cousin’s
nephew’s sister-in-law’s boss’ son’s great uncle knew a guy who worked for the Cleveland Plain
Dealer and did an interview with Scorsese not long before the film’s release.
I guess killing yourself twice just results in you coming back to life. Look — regardless of Marty
McFly or whatever his name is’ affiliation with it, can we focus on the end product? I mean, that
scene where Kremlinova trips over her high heels in that blue dress, and then when it cuts to the
next shot, it’s orange! Orange! Don’t you try and fucking pretend it’s some deep symbolism
that predicted the rise of every movie poster in the 2000s, it’s just the director having a fucking
washing sponge6 for a brain!
Actually, I thought it was one of the more insightful scenes of the film. The dress colors symbolize
the slow and gradual fall of Russian society from great pride in an idealistic world to the growing
realization that said utopian dreams will never fruition, and the subsequent moral collapse
127.192.34.27 therein.
They could’ve used a better dress for the scene, though.
73 West Boulevard, Ocala, Florida8
So then Goncharov gets aids. You know — given how tenderly G1 /
Gonch Wick Chapter 1 handled its gay love scenes, there’s a real opportunity there! But
since this is being directed by Thomas Ouiseau (no relation? I think?), he “catches aids from a
government cactus”, starts coughing up blood, and immediately says “i have the aids” and dies.
Yes! I’m writing over you! Fuck you!
My least favorite part of the film would be the scene where Goncharov punches an Albanian
consort woman. It was not necessary to the plot at all, and just felt like a dated excuse to
throw in a bar fight scene. Oh my god, are you seriously writing over me? Wha- how is
this even possible?
Fine, you know what, here.
You’ve heard of Marsyas and Applo before, right?
You’re in Comic Sans now.
hhhNOOOOO
You know what, hang on, this is my blog. I don’t have to put up with this crap. I can just tell you
to leave. Or whatever.
That feels rude, actually, now i think of it.
I was never invited, so telling me to leave simply doesn’t work in the first place. Algorian logic.
Pretty deep stuff interdimensional. Don’t think a normie like you would understand.
Look, can we just agree on a rating out of 10 and then go? The people need to know if G2® is worth
the purchase!
…
0.85/10.
I think you’re being too nice with that 0.85. I mean, what is this? IGN?
Thrembo/10. Too many overly long sex scenes.
That’s not even a real number. Not since the incident.
Anyway — i give Goncharov 2: The Quest for God (God never shows up, incidentally, unless you count
the Kandinsky painting in the beach scene) an (eiπ+1)/10.
I revise my earlier rating. Rational numbers are better for ratings.
I give the film a
-b±√(b²-4ac)2a/10. Has the potential for greatly expanding the Goncharov universe, but its attempts at being both
a psychological thriller and a slapstick humor film wrapped into a mafia film are simply too
confusing for most viewers.
Thankfully, the first Goncharov11 film on
VHS was also the last. And it’s stayed that way ever since. (We don’t
talk about the Blockbuster trilogy.12) Good night.
I hate this sort of thing, you hate this sort of thing, let’s get it out of the way. In addition to
capturing old web pages, the Internet Archive is also home to untold thousands of old videos, games,
and books — each of the latter of which correspond to a real, physical book in their collections.
They lend them out like a library, for only one person at a time… until the pandemic, when they made
the perhaps ill-advised decision to lift the borrowing limits for that limited time. Publishing
companies, who weren’t too happy with that, pushed the nuclear button, sued them over the entire
idea of digital lending, and
now a federal court’s decided against them. They’re planning to take the fight as high as they can go —
and they could use your donation.
As i said, i hate to do this — you don’t need me to tell you about all the ways the world is fucked
up — but i’m willing to make an allowance when it affects me in particular. So many pieces of
internet history, even on this site, now only exist as digital ghosts in their machines (hell, i
even had to replace one of the links here with an Archive.org link after the author was suspended
from Twitter). And i can’t count the number of musty out-of-print books that i would have never been
able to access here from my comfy chair in England if it weren’t for the IA preserving them for a
new generation.