MOVE REVIEW: Princess of Mars (2009)

It boggles the mind (well, mine at least) that it took nearly a century for one of the most important works in all of science fiction to be adapted for the big screen. Edgar Rice Burroughs’ “Barsoom” novels, starting with 1912’s A Princess of Mars, have influenced everything from Ray Bradbury’s “Martian Chronicles” to James Cameron’s Avatar. The novels have pretty much everything you’d want in a grand epic. Action, adventure, romance, and spectacle, all in an exotic (but still understandable) setting. Admittedly, depicting giant, four-armed, reptilian warriors on any screen would be a problem – but nothing that you can’t use an Artistic License to work around. Ordinary two-armed people in latex head masks will do fine.

That’s the method chosen by Asylum Pictures, the rulers of the “direct to DVD” domain, in their 2009 adaptation of the first of the novels. They must have gotten wind that Disney was going to throw megabucks at their own version, and figured “Anything you can do, we can do cheaper and faster.” With some $300,000 at their disposal, they set to work.

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Pond in a Jar – Update 1

Well, it seems that the plant I thought was Elodea is actually Hornwort (Ceratophyllum demersum), commonly known as “Coon’s Tail” because of its appearance.

A tip of the cap to the hobbyists at Aquatic Plant Central for helping with the I.D.

The darn thing grows really well; in the wild it’s eaten by fish and ducks. But in contained environments, it can grow to the point where it crowds out other plants – unless you trim it regularly. Well, so much for a maintenance-free jar.

Since trimming it will take nutrients out of the jar, I’m a bit worried. I don’t want to have to worry about resource depletion. Maybe I’ll save the trimmings, dry them out, burn them, and put the ashes back in. Or, since I found an old wine carafe (with lid!) that has a much greater capacity than the jar, maybe I’ll just get more pond muck and water (and critters, hopefully) and dump everything into the carafe.

By the way, I did see three diving beetles moving around yesterday. Seems they are most active in the evenings. There are also quite a few snails of differing sizes.

BOOK REVIEW: The Last Campaign

The Last Campaign: Sherman, Geronimo and the War for America
H.W. Brands
Doubleday Books
Copyright 2022 by the author

A while back I got involved in a discussion on what movies or TV series could not be made today. The 60s comedy F Troop immediately came to mind. Even in what was clearly a comedy, there’s not a chance in heck that you’d be able to get away with stereotyping the natives in such a manner today.

The contrarian in me started wondering what you’d have to do if you wanted to have your “pitch” for a reboot taken seriously. Obviously, the natives would have to be the only sane, decent, honorable, and intelligent characters. And you’d want them played by Native American actors (assuming you could get enough willing to take the roles).

Then you’d want to get a decent enough grasp on the history of the “Indian Wars”. That’s where H.W. Brands comes in.


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Pond in a Jar

Not too long ago, I came across this article about a biologist who happened to scoop up some pond water in a jar, just because. Looking at drops of it in her microscope, she was surprised to see a specimen of a rare and unusual protozoa – one that just might turn out to be a new species.

My mind went back decades to my own youth, when I had my own “pond in a jar” for a while. I don’t remember what motivated me to make one, but I enjoyed watching water fleas swimming, a hydra anchored to the side of the jar, and even a little freshwater clam doing its thing in the muck at the bottom.

I thought, “There’s a pond near me with a shallow area at one spot, and a good amount of plant life in it. I’ve jot the jar, why not make another one?” Continue reading

Boston – 6

As always, a few random thoughts to wrap this thing up.

At least in “downtown” Boston, streets can change name without notice. Streets at opposite sides of a perfect four-way intersection (a “+”) will have different names for no apparent reason. Arch turns into Chauncey, Essex becomes Boylston, and Summer changes into Winter without going through Autumn (or Spring).

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