Remember how sweet Blade was? With all his black clothes, long trench coat, his cool body armour, his array of silver stakes and the mean emotionless yet cheerly philosophical face? Better make him caucasian just to be on the safe side.
Remember how sweet Blade was? With all his black clothes, long trench coat, his cool body armour, his array of silver stakes and the mean emotionless yet cheerly philosophical face? Better make him caucasian just to be on the safe side.
Good Show Sir Comments: It’s been a while so let’s close out the week with everybody’s favourite.
A German Dick Blade!
You might remember this from here.
Published 1976
Bibliomancer Comments:
♫ He’s Lonesome Cowboy Burt
Don’tcha get his feelings hurt
Come on in this place,
And I’ll buy you a taste,
You can sit on my face
Where’s my waitress? ♫
(with apologies to Frank Zappa)
Published 1980
Ryan Comments: Hey, Poul, I bet you can’t write a SciFi novel that references Shakespeare and contains D’Artagnan, the Ring Cycle, steam-powered locomotives, Classical Greek architecture, and bearded monks!
Published 1975
JuanPaul Comments: The White Witch ditches Narnia for Death. Sure the steeds aren’t up to snuff and the Turkish delight follows her around everywhere, but at least that immortal lion won’t bother her.
Published 1972
Gwynyth Comments: “Time to Marie Kondo the hell out of this place”.
Published 1981
Ryan Comments: The is good, there is bad, and if you can stand it, there is nude wind tricycling in space.
You might remember this from here.
Published 1981
FluffyGhostKitten Comments: Out of the frying pan, into the fire. Or in this case, out of the spaceship crash, into the cetacean foursome.
Published 1981
Ryan Comments: The elves insisted on wearing their best uniforms even for a simple game of catch.
Published 2004
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