All posts by Eric Robert Nolan

Eric Robert Nolan graduated from Mary Washington College in 1994 with a Bachelor of Science in Psychology. He spent several years a news reporter and editorial writer for the Culpeper Star Exponent in Culpeper, Virginia. His work has also appeared on the front pages of numerous newspapers in Virginia, including The Free Lance – Star and The Daily Progress. Eric entered the field of philanthropy in 1996, as a grant writer for nonprofit healthcare organizations. Eric’s poetry has been featured by Dead Beats Literary Blog, Dagda Publishing, The International War Veterans’ Poetry Archive, and elsewhere. His poetry will also be published by Illumen Magazine in its Spring 2014 issue.

A very short review of “Greta” (2018)

“Greta” (2018) has some of the ingredients of a fantastic thriller: an interesting story concept and the talents of both the wonderful Chloe Grace Moretz and the extraordinary Elizabeth Huppert.  It’s beautifully shot, too.   (Weird trivia — what you’re seeing in much of the film outside of the obvious establishing shots is Dublin, and not New York.  It turns out the Irish city can make a pretty plausible stand-in for the upscale neighborhoods of Brooklyn or Manhattan.)

Regrettably, those ingredients nevertheless combine into an average film; I’d rate this a 5 out of 10.  Until its final half hour or so (when there are a few nice moments, thanks to Huppert), it’s far too slow in its execution.  The tone of the movie feels somehow off, too.  The city is bright and beautiful.  Moretz’ character and her roommate (well played by Maika Monroe) feel too strong and capable to become truly imperiled.  Worst of all, the titular Greta comes across during most of the movie as a vague and ineffectual threat.  (There is a sequence in which she harasses Moretz by simply standing outside her workplace and staring.  It’s unintentionally funny — you’ll know what I mean if you see the movie.)

Don’t get me wrong — this isn’t a truly bad film, only a mediocre one.  If the trailer suggests you might like it, it’s worth the price of a Redbox rental to find out.

 

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“Woman Writing a Letter with Her Maid,” Johannes Vermeer, circa 1670

Oil on canvas.

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“An Ode for Fellow Replicants,” by Eric Robert Nolan

(Dedicated to Philip K. Dick)

What if the Internet is an android’s dream,
and we are the electric sheep?

Dick would know at once
our artificial people:
every boy a Roy,
every girl a pleasure model,
trying to pass as real,
inwardly concerned with their design:
“Morphology. Longevity. Incept dates.”

On Facebook,
“More Nolan than Nolan”
is my motto.

If I, in my genuine moments,
could greet my jpeg face
hiding in his electronic words,

he’d go offworld or die.
After all,
“It’s not an easy thing to meet your maker.”

(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2016

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Cover to “Batman Annual” #16, Sam Kieth, 1992

DC Comics.

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“Redbud Leaves,” by Eric Robert Nolan

Falling early, in July,
are perforated tapered spades,
or the honeycombed arrows of hearts —
beetle-bitten redbud leaves.

(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2017

 

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Poster for “Black Mirror” Season 3, 2016

Endemol Shine UK, Netflix.

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“Lie To Me, But Brightly,” by Eric Robert Nolan

The moon ignites her eyes
into glittering locks:
heavy, hard and bright.

In this early winter air,
Her whispers are verdicts. Starshine
falls across us like judgement.

We are fastened down
with new wool blankets, with sheets,
with one another.

The looming headboard, her mother’s gift,
is firm in its oak location, yet yawns —
the padlock’s empty eye.

Reclining, her white stomach is
a burning opal, and, under my palm,
a fluttering altar.

Her winding legs
are the snowy tails of comets —
our bedsheets’ burning stars.

She draws up against me.
She draws against my heart
like an unwanted memory.

Lie to me, she says. Lie to me, but softly.
I want to see your lips move
as slowly as the moon will cross the sky.

Lie to me, she says. Lie to me, but brightly.
Your words are as formless as starshine,
as insubstantial as light.

Lie to me, she says. Lie to me, nightly,
when your eyes are as dark in your forgeries
as midnight’s measureless heavens.

Lie to me, she says. Lie to me in lilting verse.
Paint for me the universe,
and I will forget you are here.

Then she crosses her wrists
in pearling benediction, under her glowing shoulders,
softly, silvering in shadow there,

in intersecting, sloping ivory,
the smooth and luminous, leaning crucifix
of consequence, of her trembling arms.

(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2019

 

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Photo credit: By Lawrie Cate – Moon, CC BY 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=3684899

“Krakowianka,” Piotr Stachiewicz

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A buddy of mine ate nine eggs in one sitting.

What you see below was a single meal for this guy.  That’s six chicken eggs and three duck eggs.  The plate is a regular-sized dinner plate.

He told me he’d probably be hungry again in about two hours’ time.  He has a normal body weight.

I think he might be on of The X-Men.

 

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A review of “Spider-Man: Far From Home” (2019)

“Spider-Man: Far From Home” (2019) is a fun enough Marvel movie; based on my own enjoyment, I’d rate it an 8 out of 10.  It’s got the same qualities as almost all the other films in the Marvel Cinematic Universe — fun, humor and great special effects housed within a remarkably well constructed shared universe.   This mostly standalone adventure is definitely one of the MCU’s campier outings, but I think that most viewers will find it a welcome break after the last two high-stakes, apocalyptic “Avengers” films.  (You may have heard of them.)

It’s also a great film to appeal to comic fans who are younger adults.  The humor usually works, and the characters are nicely relatable.  Peter’s peers and teachers are all engaging enough on their own, and make a good group of supporting characters.  I know most fans have commented how much they like Ned, and I do too — but I think the MCU’s biggest improvement in this part of the mythos is the character of M.J.  She is vastly different from her comic book progenitor, but in good ways.  She’s dry, sardonic and slightly dark, and she’s extremely well played by Zendaya.  I don’t imagine that many fans will agree with me here, but I personally find this character to be a lot more likable and compelling than the MCU’s Peter Parker.

And that brings me to my largest concern about the new “Spider-Man” films.  Their version of Peter is sometimes frustrating.  I don’t think it’s the fault of Tom Holland, who brings a nice amount of energy and personality to the role.  I think it’s the fault of the screenwriters, who have made the character so doltish, boyish and eager-to-please that it’s occasionally annoying.  He sometimes seems more like a middle school student than an advanced high school student.  (Isn’t he supposed to be a senior here?)  The writers seem to want to counter-balance the character’s high intelligence with a humanizing flaw, and they seem to want to contrast young Peter with the older, more seasoned Avengers lineup.  All of that makes perfect sense, but I do think they go a little overboard.

I’m willing to go on record here and say that I prefer Sam Raimi’s “Spider-Man.”  His trilogy between 2002 and 2007 had more heart, more devotion to heroic archetypes, and greater attention character depth and detail.  (I still think that 2004’s outstanding “Spider-Man 2” is one of the best comic book movies ever made.)  There are advantages, too, to depicting an iconic superhero that doesn’t inhabit a shared universe — you spend more time exploring the character than exploring their context in relation to others.

Still, I’d recommend “Spider-man: Far From Home.”  Like I said, it was a fun movie.

 

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