Lights Out: If you’ve been on the edge of your seat waiting to see how SyFy would follow up its camp-horror instant classic Sharktopus, it’s your lucky day. Here’s the first trailer forPiranhaconda.
Oh no! I fell into a nest of its low-budget CGI!
Piranhaconda premieres June 16.
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Moms of Who Weekend
Nancy & Jamie
Series 1, The Doctor Dances
Part of a series celebrating Mothers in the Whoniverse. Happy Mother’s Day!
Come on, give me a day like this. Give me one.
Look at you pair. It’s always you and her isn’t it? Long after the rest of us have gone. A boy and his box off to see the universe.
2, 5, 7, 9 and 10 are my favorites, but all have their merits for sure. Haven’t gotten to 11 yet.
When Jack kisses Rose and the Doctor goodbye, John Barrowman made a special effort to kiss both actors in exactly the same way… except on one take, when he kissed Billie Piper as usual, then said his line to Christopher Eccleston, started the kiss, and didn’t stop until they fell on the floor.
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I AM SCREAMING. (via stopitsgingertime)
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Super-cool visualization from the New York Times of reactions to the president’s announcement yesterday.
Confessions of a Michael Stipe
“It’s only been six months,” longtime R.E.M. frontman Michael Stipe says quietly. “So it’s really hard to even figure out who I am.” The 52-year-old is of course referring to life after his band, who — after three decades, 15 albums, and a meteoric rise from indie icons to mainstream superstars — announced they planned to “call it a day.”
“It’s pretty wild,” Stipe says. “I have this sensation that I’ve never felt … It’s kind of a newfound freedom.”
It was the end of an era, and not only for Stipe, but for anyone who’d grown up with REM. And yet, even as Stipe soul-searches, he is making some of the most creative work of his life. He’s got a studio in downtown Manhattan, where he is creating bronze sculptures of old cameras and cassette tapes. He’s producing a documentary about Internet fame. He (was) on Instagram, until a few weeks ago, when he proclaimed he did not want “any part” of Facebook “up in my grill.” And he has a crazy, beautiful, eccentric Tumblr — Confessions of a Michael Stipe — that he uses as a scrapbook to document it all. We sat down with Stipe at the Tumblr offices (among many giddy staffers) to get inside his head.
