A is for antimony
You drop a little in their tea.
Their hair falls out, their frame grows thin.
They die a bag of bone and skin.
I used to write like Legolas walking over snowfalls without leaving footprints behind. Continue reading “A IS FOR ANTIMONY…”
The 250 Lego Reviews train keeps rolling along pre-packaged plastic tracks. Today, we take our first look at one of the many space-based themes trotted out across the years. Will it have the cachet, the cool, and the raft of beloved memories that Classic Space inspired lo those many years ago?
What do you reckon?
Time for another 250 Lego review. Not every one is a winner. Or a loser. Some are just… there.
Why do we, as adults rapidly giving in to the destructive inevitability of entropy — gazing towards the abyss as it opens itself, magic mirror-style, to show us the grave, the worms, and our impending return to the decayed star-spew from which we sprang — watching helplessly as all colour leaches from the world leaving us adrift in a slowly dissolving snow globe filled with tasteless ash — hang on to our childhood toys with Chuck Heston cold-dead-hands fervour?
Time for another Lego review as I plough through rebuilding the 250 sets I have accumulated instead of going on holidays, having a life, or eating nice food. Today, it’s a highlight: one of the best sets in my collection, and one of the best things Lego has ever done.
Time for another Lego 250 review. This time, it’s one of the newest sets in my collection, and perhaps a sign of how Lego thinks it’s going to capture the imagination of the next generation of young folk with their ippypads and their hippity hop: the app-interactive 70418 JB’s Ghost Lab from the new Hidden Side series.
Time for another 250 Lego Reviews review. And time to gingerly step foot into the all-devouring corporate-coloured cultural black hole that the average citizen has been fooled into thinking represents everything that is science fiction: Star Wars.
From the above description, the unobservant passer-by might be persuaded that I hold Star Wars in some sort of fine contempt. The unobservant passer-by would be correct. I could bang on and and on (and on and on and on and on and on and on….) about all the things I hate about Star Wars. But that is a post for another time, and another level of sobriety. Suffice to say: it’s generally a steaming pile of everything-bad-about-pulp-skiffy flavoured turds. It does, however, have one saving grace:
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Or to give it its real name: Set number 251, Captain Marvel and a big spaceship and one angry looking lime green orc with a gun…
An albino orc, Carol Danvers, the Samuel L Jackson character from Pulp Fiction
who somehow wandered onto the wrong set, and get over yourselves it’s just
a frigging cat, walk into a bar…
It’s Father’s Day! And because I am a highly-evolved, mature grown-up of nearly 50 years experience of surviving this toxic ball of sludge we scrape a living on, my children gave me a FunkoPop Black Manta figurine and Lego!
I am not nearly as much into alcohol and tools as previous generations of Battersby men…
The good news is, this means I get to build Lego. And tell you about it. Which may be good news for only one of us, but here we are.
