But farewell, Angelina, the sky's embarrassed
Somebody want to explain to me why I dreamed fanfiction for Phyllis Gotlieb's A Judgment of Dragons (or Emperor, Swords, Pentacles or The Kingdom of the Cats—the point is, Qumedni and Solthree leopards and Ungrukh) last night?
I mean, I am occasionally not human in my dreams. But I am not usually an alien-abducted big cat. And I didn't even realize whose future universe I'd been in until this afternoon.
Right. I didn't think so.
I mean, I am occasionally not human in my dreams. But I am not usually an alien-abducted big cat. And I didn't even realize whose future universe I'd been in until this afternoon.
Right. I didn't think so.

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Well, this bit actually makes sense . . .
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It is one of the perfect movies.
The version of the film released on DVD, at least in the US, took out some of the shots showing the inhabitants of Belleville in their most monstrous obese grossness, when the grandmother and the dog go to the lunch counter, which I thought was very funny.
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Yes. That was brilliant.
The version of the film released on DVD, at least in the US, took out some of the shots showing the inhabitants of Belleville in their most monstrous obese grossness, when the grandmother and the dog go to the lunch counter, which I thought was very funny.
Oh, damn. Has it been unaltered in other releases?
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She has also another trilogy in the same future, set perhaps a century later: Flesh and Gold, Violent Stars, and Mindworlds. Of these, I much prefer the first, but I may be biased. And a few years ago I finally managed to locate her mainstream novel, Why Should I Have All The Grief?, which is excellent. I only wish I owned some books of her poetry. She's definitely worth looking into.