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Critical Mass – Requiem of the Gods
It only took four 5-hour computer scans and the subsequent system cleanses over the course of three days, but I think I’ve reclaimed my computer from the evil hijackers!
I’m not saying that too loudly, though, in case they overhear and offer up retaliation.
Aside from this lovely (inside back) page, the current edition (#1260; May 24, 2013) of Entertainment Weekly has a review of “Star Trek Into Darkness” starting on Page 62. Fair warning, if you haven’t yet seen the movie: While Owen Gleiberman gives STID an A, his review is not spoiler-free.
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This English lord style is to autumn-y for my liking. I need summerbatch! Is it not warm wherever you are? Where even are you? Come here and get dressed lighter. Komsikomsi…
As eager as I’ve been for warm weather, I really have nothing bad to say about this look! :-)
Does it worry you that your two big stars in Sherlock are massively in demand on Hollywood? Is that going to cause problems in the future series?
After spending all day Thursday — including a 5-hour security scan — trying to rid my computer of a virus, I appeared to have succeeded. Then I went to work. When I got up today, the problem was back.
I’m now 2.5 hours in to my second security scan of today with no end in sight.
All I want is to be able to Google “Benedict Cumberbatch” and actually read “STID” reviews and news articles/interviews instead of being hijacked to lame ads for things I don’t want or need (or care to know exist, for that matter). Is that too much to ask? Why?
Not only did Cumberbatch have to follow an animal act, but Letterman, who began by referring to Star Trek as Star Wars, asked his guest—a veteran of twenty movies, including Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy and War Horse—if he was new to major motion pictures. (The actor, being the polite, Harrow-educated Brit that he is, jumped in to save his host: “This major? Yes!”) I tell Cumberbatch that, given Letterman’s cluelessness, I was surprised there weren’t the usual efforts to wring a laugh from his name.
“Well, since he couldn’t even say it,” says the actor. “At one point, before I came on, he announced me as ‘Benedict Cumber… ,’ and his voice sort of trailed off. My friends said, ‘What the fuck was that? It was like his batteries ran out.’ But that’s the sort of thing that’s been happening here, where I’m not as well known,” he continues. “It’s strange to be 36 and still explaining the weirdness of my name.”
Perfect People 3/10-Benedict Cumberbatch
Six hours (and counting) of fighting a persistent and annoying — thankfully, not fatal, but vastly annoying — computer virus is almost — almost! — enough to kill the STID buzz left from last night.
I wonder what the record is for longest computer scan?
Enter the hero, full of someone’s interpretation of masculine charm. (Read: A complete, overbearing dick.)
Enter the heroine, who takes one look at the hero (asshole) and says, “No.”
The hero responds, “You’re wrong. You mean yes.”
The heroine tells him, “Get the fuck out.”
I’ve said it before. I’ll say it again. Consent is sexy!
(Keep us posted on your book. It’ll be the first mainstream romance novel I’ve read in years!)