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Hello Cinephiles,
Today we’re talking about the 2019 film Knives Out.

The movie throws so much information at you and barely gives you time to sort anything before adding more. It’s delightfully confusing in the best way. The down side of it is that you risk hitting a point where you just don’t care.
Score: 0.5
So many characters and so much talent. The movie is great and Daniel Craig plays a great detective even if his accent fluctuates a little.
Score: 1
The entire dynamic of the family is completely believable and the minor amount of politics are just as relevant six years after it was released… unfortunately.
Score: 1
The visuals are fast and filled with interesting things. The set, the costumes, and the locations are spectacular.
The music is good and supports the story.
Score: 1
This was my first rewatch since I saw it in theatres and I was surprised by how much I remembered. It was just as fun working it out the second time. The rest of the family enjoyed it, although the 6yo was a little bored.
Score: 1
A wonderful revival of the detective film with an allstar cast and fascinating mystery. Daniel Craig’s Benoit Blanc is a welcome addition to Holmes, Poirot, etc.
Final Score: 4.5 Stars out of 5
Hello Friends, Family, and Fans;
I hope you have a great day today, and I hope you have a lot to be thankful for. I’ve had a hard few years with my health but I’m thankful that I don’t need to go into debt to deal with it.
I’m thankful for my small but loving group of fans, my wonderful friends. Without all of you I’d be pretty lost.
I’m especially thankful for my family. My kids keep me humble and are wonderful to be around. My in-laws make life so much easier and so much better. My brother Dan who I don’t see much but I know is always there for me. Most especially I’m thankful for my best friend, confidante, writing partner, and love of my life: my wife.

Thank you all and enjoy the holiday!
Stay safe and be kind,
Éric
Hello my Friends, Family, and Fans;
I have severe seasonal allergies, and that means this time of year I have a lot of trouble breathing when I’m outside. It’s leaf mould and the last vestiges of pollen.
Ironically, in order to breathe better at night, I had to walk to go get my new APAP machine.
The really annoying thing about walks, especially nature walks, is how good they are for my mental health.
I’ve been having a hard time lately, and I think I’ve been dealing with panic attacks in public spaces. (Always fun.)
It’s frustrating to me that it takes so much energy to force myself out of the house and that a nature walk will help me feel better mentally but worse nasally.
Anyway, here’s some pictures I took on my walk home:




Be kind and stay safe,
Éric
If you were to search “Connections! The Unexpected First Collection” in Google, this is what might show up…
Not really, but these are related to the book!

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Hello Cinephiles,
Today we’re talking about the 2025 film Snoopy Presents: A Summer Musical.

There’s nothing new or special here except that the writers perfectly captured the spirit of Peanuts.
Score: 0.5
Each character was exactly as I expected. Some of the voices weren’t perfect but it really shows how the actors and the writers love the source material.
Score: 1
Cute, wholesome, and clever; just like the rest of the shows and comics.
Score: 1
The animation was thankfully 2D and fairly well done. There’s a warmth missing that only comes from traditional animation but it’s still lovely.
The music was cute but utterly forgettable.
Score: 0.5
This gets massive nostalgia points from me. The rest of the family loved it.
Score: 1
A faithful and entertaining addition to the Peanuts catalogue. Made with love and lots of heart.
Final Score: 4 Stars out of 5
Hello Friends, Family, and Fans;
Every once in a while I get an idea for a novel but I’m not sure how well it’ll transition from brain to page. So I take the story out for a test drive. I call it a Proof-of-Concept and wrote about it here.
My family has been doing digital escape rooms for a while and I got an idea while writing Elizabeth 5, about a combination of an escape room and a dungeon dive but as a reality TV show.
Since I’d already written a book as a reality show, I figured this would be the perfect concept to re-visit Everdome.
It’ll probably be a long while before I get to it, but I’m excited to go back.
She stood on the highest hill in the Grey Havens and looked over the fields of the dead. Despite the vanquishing of the Corrupter, this dome still writhed with undead horrors. Mostly shambling corpses that projected illusions of loved ones, but there were darker things hiding in the golden cities. Vampires, necromancers, and the last of the great beasts.
Just the idea of Thincas, the beast of two faces, sent a shiver down Queen Jasmine’s spine. She put her hand to her sword and felt the comforting weight.
“That’s not going to help you against the dead,” Kathryn said glibly.
“This isn’t any ordinary blade. It’s been blessed by twelve priests, the Sisters, and Myrddin himself. Since this is as much your fault as it was the old gods, I think you should be less flippant.”
Giving a withering look toward the Queen, Kathryn said, “Child, I have lived and seen things you have no concept for. I watched as Everworld exploded and became Everdome. I was there when this dome turned from gold to grey, and I have been trying to find a way to fix it since. I have travelled the realms and universe. If swords, honour, and military arrogance could fix it, it would have been done by better sovereigns than you.”
The Queen advanced toward the other woman, both the only splotches of colour other than the golden ruins. Their warm brown skin seemed to brighten the area. The Queen’s armour shone bright silver and Kathryn’s purple coat seemed to mirror the difference between them.
“Oh for fuck’s sake. I thought travelling with women meant I could avoid the pissing contests.” They turned to the shorter woman with wild brownish red hair. She was dressed in brown leather armour and had more weapons than most people could count. “You’re both idiots and you’re both right. We can’t do this without Kathryn, and we can’t do this without Jasmine. Get over yourselves and get along or we’re not just going to die, we’re going to become like them.” Es’Sem the warrior queen of the Wild Nations said, and the other women stepped away from each other and looked suitably cowed.
The three companions walked in silence while the sun rose, or more accurately the clouds became less black and more grey. The smell was horrific; a combination of sickly sweet and rotting. They each sucked on a strong mint candy to avoid gagging.
They approached the walls of the city of the dead, feeling the warmth radiating from its golden glow. There was a small strip of wildflowers and grass that grew along the walls. The walked as close as they could without trampling the only life they’d seen in three days and reached the great gates.
The city had been Everdome’s greatest mausoleum, where kings and heroes were laid to rest. It was also the site of a yearly patronage to honour the dead. When the Corruption had taken the land, smaller versions of the mausoleum had been created in all the domes.
When they reached the gates, all three women swore. They were sealed and had a large inscription, “The way is shut. The city was made for the dead, and the Dead keep it, until thirteen more heroes come to our aid.” Below the inscription was the sign of Elric the Mad.
“Elric, that plagiarizing ass! I regret ever loving that man or letting him read my copy of Lord of the Rings,” Kathryn spat. “What does it mean by thirteen more?”
Queen Jasmine shook her head and answered, “It seems we, again, need help from Earth to save Everdome.”
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Hello Friends, Family, and Fans;
Learning more about yourself is rewarding but it’s also painful and infuriating. It sometimes feels like there is a chorus of gremlins in my brain yelling at me. I know that my intrusive thoughts are me and I know that they are not me at the same time. (Intrusive thoughts are the random thoughts that pop up and say things like, “I should jump off this building” or “I wonder if this knife could stab through a person.” It can also be the little voice that says you suck, etc.)

My brain is loud, with lots of noise, music, random quotes, and yelling. It’s normally okay and I can usually tell that little jerk of a brain to shut up. The problem is when something bad happens. Then my mind starts telling me I’m worthless and nobody likes me.
Everything is connected, so when I spiral emotionally, it triggers migraines and that screws with my sight, balance, coordination, and depression.
This happened a few weeks ago. There’s this thing I applied to and had been doing annually, but in 2023 I wasn’t asked to participate. The same happened in 2024, and then I got the email that again this year I won’t be involved. It makes me wonder if I did something wrong or if I’m not good enough.
The whole thing had me mentally and physically sick. My RSD and imposter syndrome kicked into high gear and I was a mess. I’m feeling better now. I’m working my way out of it.
What bothers me is that I’m still not sure what happened. The only three things I can think of are that the organizers hate me, don’t think I’m good enough, or forgot about me. (There’s always the chance that I screwed up the application?)
I don’t know what is happening or if it’s just all in my head.
I know that I should probably talk to someone (I mean the organizers. I will definitely be talking about it to my therapist.) but I have no idea how to do it without making things worse. So I’ve come to the conclusion that the only thing I can do is keep going on. I’ll smile and be polite until I either know what happened, don’t care, or the situation fixes itself.
I’m not looking for advice. I’m writing so that anyone else reading who may have the same issues, knows they’re not alone.
Be kind and stay safe,
Éric