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Here at the end of 2023‚ it’s safe to say this year has been a minefield of joy‚ horror‚ shocking twists both fictional and in real life‚ tragedies cosmic and mundane. But here we are‚ now‚ rounding up some of the things that made us happy‚ because if we don’t sing about our joy when we find it‚ the Swamps of Sadness will win the day. You’ll notice that much of this year’s list is based in television? That probably means something‚ but it’ll be another year or two before we figure out what it is. Below you will find: MUSICALS. QUEER PIRATES. A CHONKY DRAGON. MULTIPLE MEET-CUTES. FRIENDSHIP.   The Magic of Good Omens Credit: Prime Video Getting to spend more time with Aziraphale and Crowley is always something to be thankful for‚ especially since the first season of Good Omens covered everything from the original book by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman. Good Omens 2 delivered the goods—giving text to the subtext of the angel and demon’s romance‚ performed to perfection by Michael Sheen and David Tennant respectively. Each episode of the second season brought me join‚ with the minisodes (the Nazi zombie magician one was a particular favorite) being the whipped cream and sprinkles on an already delectable viewing experience. And now that Amazon’s given the greenlight to a third and final season‚ even more magic (and presumably the Second Coming) can ensue. —Vanessa   When Jim Met Spock Screenshot: Paramount+ I want Star Trek: Strange New Worlds to do its own thing‚ not just play prequel connect-the-dots. Truly. I swear that I do. But there are things that matter to me‚ points of clarification and history that need addressing. Chief among those was: How did Kirk and Spock meet? It needed to be something casual‚ of course; no swelling score and heightened drama to signal its import. We rarely get so obvious a cue when meeting the people who change our lives. But I needed to see it‚ and the writing on Strange New Worlds gave me hope on that front—namely by allowing James T. Kirk to behave like himself instead of the depressing Zapp Brannigan-ized headcanon that the character has become to so many. Look at this weirdly charismatic bookworm who must help anyone who looks even slightly sad! He can’t stop himself from trying to play that Vulcan’s chess game from across the bar. He’s not gonna inappropriately flirt with Uhura‚ but he will bring her a cookie. He can sense that La’an is tuning into him‚ even if he can’t understand why. That’s the guy I remember. But the show did one better by setting up an antagonism between Spock and Jim’s older brother‚ Sam. The two scientists never got on particularly well‚ but in the lead-up to our legendary meetcute‚ we see Spock getting aggravated with Sam for minute-but-incredibly-irritating things‚ namely being messy and never clearing his dishes. So when Jim and Sam have a fight in front of Uhura (over their dad and legacy and who is the favored son‚ which Sam should be talking about with said father instead of his little brother‚ by the by)‚ Jim is understandably embarrassed and a little miffed at his brother’s behavior and his storming off— —leaving Spock the perfect opening to clear Sam’s dish in annoyance and instantly bond with soulmate life partner t’hy’la future captain. Uhura introduces them and grins‚ as though she knows she’s just done something momentous. Jim invites Spock to sit with them. It’s mundane. It’s silly. It’s absolutely dazzling. —Emmet   The Second Joyous Gorgeous Season of the Ongoing Miracle That Is Our Flag Means Death Image: Max LET’S TALK ABOUT JIM. As a queer‚ nonbinary person of Puerto Rican descent‚ I really never thought I’d see a queer‚ nonbinary Puerto Rican on TV. It’s too niche an identity for TV Executives to bother with‚ I figured. Sure‚ there have been major strides made in terms of Latinx representation in media (Wednesday! Andor! Anything Pedro Pascal is doing!) but for a character to be Latinx AND queer AND gender nonconforming seemed like too big of a gift to ask for. And then‚ there was Vico Ortiz. Granted‚ Jim isn’t specifically Puerto Rican on the show‚ as OFMD exists in a kind of vaguely Victorian Era Atlantic Ocean liminal space. But Vico is Puerto Rican‚ Vico’s accent is Puerto Rican‚ and that matters. Like‚ remember when Diego Luna was doing the press tour for Rogue One and was talking about how important it was that a Star Wars character was allowed to have his Mexican accent? It’s the same thing. They aren’t anglicizing the way the actors speak‚ so there are Mexicans in space and Puerto Ricans on the high seas. Specifically‚ really hot queer nonbinary Puerto Ricans on the high seas. Because this season‚ Jim was allowed to have short hair and a polyamorous relationship and a drawn-on mustache. We got to see Jim as part of Blackbeard’s crew in a sexy‚ bondage-y leather-and-rope situation. We got to see them kiss people and stab people and saw off Izzy’s leg and it’s just ALL SO SEXY. Like‚ how am I even supposed to concentrate on anything else when a character like Jim exists. Maybe this isn’t nerdy joy‚ maybe this is nerdy yearning‚ but whatever. We are blessed for having a character like Jim on TV both for Representation reasons and for horny reasons. —Christina I’ve never met a fictional Purgatory I didn’t love‚ but OFMD’s Gravy Basket might have vaulted to the top of my list. The lighting‚ the inexplicable pig‚ the need for a reasonably priced inn‚ the Thinking Cliff—it all adds up to a great netherworld/peek into Ed’s tortured psyche. —Leah   Adventures of Amina al-Sirafi by Shannon Chakraborty The Adventures of Amina al-Sirafi was a popular fantasy release this year‚ so I don’t think I’m breaking any new ground by talking about how excellent it is. Amina’s infamous pirate days are behind her; she’s dedicated to being a mother now‚ and protecting her family by staying out of the limelight. But when she’s blackmailed into a quest to find the missing daughter of a wealthy noble‚ she finds herself more willing to return to her old ways than she would like to admit. The twelfth-century cities along the Indian Ocean are richly imagined and heavily researched‚ and Chakraborty weaves together whimsical characters and high stakes with a mastery recognizable to fans of her previous Daevabad series. But our main character‚ Amina‚ is a fantastic centerpiece: torn between the need to protect her family and her own habits towards recklessness‚ Amina is a rare protagonist‚ and one I’m looking forward to following through the series. —Bailey   The Carousel Ride in The Last of Us I don’t have any particular nostalgia for shopping malls—they weren’t a big part of my teenage life—and yet this scene‚ set in an extended flashback in which Ellie and Riley spend a night in abandoned and decaying mall‚ has stuck with me all year. Maybe it’s down to the Cure (a band that was very much a part of my teenage existence). Not only does this mall have a relatively pristine carousel in working condition (something the malls I grew up with definitely did not have)‚ but as it starts to whirl the opening notes of “Just Like Heaven” chime out and suddenly I was fully drowning in nostalgia. Turns out‚ not even the apocalypse can dim Robert Smith’s mopey romanticism… It’s the perfect song to sell this moment‚ capturing the giddy joy and awkwardness of these two friends/crushes‚ uncertain about everything except their happiness at being together again. In the middle of an ultimately devastating episode‚ this scene carves out precious space for these two teenagers‚ whose lives have been defined by danger and loss and strict rules for survival‚ to bask in the warm lights and just enjoy being together as the carousel spins and the familiar song plays. And I love that it’s not rushed: it all lasts just a little under two minutes‚ with roughly 30 seconds in which they simply ride in companionable‚ tipsy silence‚ reveling in the moment as the music surrounds them‚ and it’s perfect. It can’t last‚ but within the world of The Last of Us‚ these moments of joy feel so triumphant and so hard-won that they resonate for me in a way that outshines everything else. —Bridget   Launching Koroks Across Hyrule Image: Nintendo This was another excellent year for video games‚ and while I spent my fair share of time with smaller indie games—Dredge‚ Sea of Stars‚ Cocoon‚ and the surprisingly SFF-tinged Powerwash Simulator to name a few—I sunk at least 400 hours into The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom. Like its predecessor‚ Tears of the Kingdom shows you the end goal (defeating a particularly ghoulish version of the ancient evil know as Ganon)‚ but encourages you to meander your way to the finish line. And meander I did. Investigate rumors about the missing princess with a reporter who also happens to be a pelican? Sure! Follow a group of pitchfork-wielding locals into battle? You betcha! Rebuild an entire seaside village? It would be my pleasure. But it was the task of reuniting several hundred adorable‚ bumbling forest spirits that brought out the best and worst in players‚ including myself. The first few times I came across a korok with a too-big backpack‚ I treated them with care‚ building a makeshift cart to safely deliver them to their friend across the field. Then I realized I could attach the korok directly to my horse’s hitch and bounce on down the road‚ the korok “oof”ing all the way. By the tenth time‚ I noticed that the game designers often left building materials near the stranded korok—including rockets. And thus the Hyrule Aeronautics and Space Administration was born… –Sarah   “Dear Alien Who Art in Heaven”‚ from Asteroid City In this year of extraordinary films‚ I would argue that Asteroid City was one of the best. (In fact‚ I’m going to argue that‚ soon‚ in essay form.) And “Dear Alien Who Art in Heaven” is a perfect encapsulation of why: on the surface it’s silly and catchy‚ almost lighthearted. But it’s also a group of children processing the terror of the unknown‚ in a song‚ while their teacher desperately tries to stick to her script and ignore that her understanding of reality has to change. This is happening while the kids’ parents are being told lies by their government in another room—even though at least some of the truth has already come out in the papers. And then the parents see their kids performing this musical number through a closed-circuit TV‚ even though they’re only a few feet away and could just come outside to watch. There’s so much going on here‚ and the song is good‚ and Seu Jorge is back in the Andersonverse! The alien’s in their heaven and all is right with the world. –Leah Dressing Up for Ren Faire Photo courtesy of Natalie Zutter I’ve always been too timid to throw myself into the earnestness of cosplay or Halloween costumes without a clear theme‚ but for my first trip back to a Renaissance Faire in a decade‚ I had to at least make an effort. It helped that I was joined by the boundlessly creative Tor folks—not to mention the perfect Etsy find in a secondhand dirndl that was exactly my size and adorned with edelweiss (my Oma’s favorite flower) buttons. Walking through the Ren Faire in a swishy dress that fit like a glove and fit the brief made me feel like saying “hurra” (apparently “huzzah” in German). —Natalie   David Tennant Owes Me Money for Making Me Feel Too Many Feelings Screenshot: Amazon/BBC Studios David Tennant has been many things over his career. A duck with far too much money. The literal Casanova. One of the most frightening Marvel villains. A detective who can’t seem to shave for his depression‚ stuck in a seaside town full of secrets. But‚ of course‚ he gained prominence in the public eye by playing the starring role on Doctor Who when the show came back from the dead in the 21st century. As his iteration is my Doctor—being the person who is your favorite‚ or even the fundamental version of the character in your eyes—I was heartbroken when he left. And I’ve enjoyed many of the projects he’s been a part of since (Scrooge McDuck has never been more lovable‚ which is a weird thing to think at any point in life)‚ but I always assumed that the Doctor would be the role he was forever tied to in my mind. Then he became Crowley in Good Omens‚ based on one of my favorite books. And he was absolutely perfect. How rude of him. Oh‚ and a cameo in a very good spate of Clone Wars episodes turned into a full co-starring role as keeper of all lightsaber knowledge on Ahsoka‚ the ancient droid Huyang. This year conspired against me—the second season of Good Omens was arriving mere months before Doctor Who’s 60th anniversary‚ with Ahsoka smack in between them. David Tennant was set to play the Doctor again‚ alongside one of the show’s greatest companions‚ Donna Noble‚ a character who’d received a decidedly unjust fate at the end of her tenure. I was already prepared for the emotional wallop of having the Doctor and Donna back‚ but before I could even reach those summits‚ Good Omens slid in out of nowhere and K.O.’d  me with a love confession from Crowley to millennia-long best friend Aziraphale that goes decidedly awry. I gasped. I cried. I might have genuinely had a panic attack out of surprise? It was glorious. Two months later‚ there’s a robot (I should mention that I am always emotionally compromised by robots) voiced by David Tennant‚ giving Ahsoka Tano advice about her relationship with former-Padawan Sabine Wren. David-Tennant-the-robot telling the duo not to separate and‚ when they don’t follow his advice‚ David-Tennant-the-robot openly grieving in the wake of their possible deaths. And there’s me‚ sobbing again over robot feelings. Then there was David Tennant several weeks after that‚ back as the reminted (and justifiably confused) Fourteenth Doctor‚ immediately reunited with his best friend who can never remember him‚ Donna Noble. Of course that problem got fixed‚ as it was always meant to‚ but this Doctor noticed some interesting changes in the midst of all that. He was quicker to say that he loved people‚ attuned to Donna’s moods‚ constantly holding onto her as though separation might kill him. Just two best friends‚ clinging to one another in a reunion they knew couldn’t last forever until… it did. He broke me a third time. I just don’t think that one actor should be allowed to shove me through a meat grinder of emotions on multiple television shows in the space of less than six months. David Tennant owes me money. —Emmet   Chuck Tingle Takeover Hilarious image courtesy of Chris Lough Chuck Tingle took over this very site! And it was magnificent! Go check out the index if you missed any of it‚ and read Dr. Tingle’s excellent horror novel‚ Camp Damascus. —Leah   Everything About Reservation Dogs Reservation Dogs wrapped up its third and final season in September‚ and while fans might be tempted to mourn or wish for more‚ this is a show about how to say goodbye‚ and how the things and people we love are never really gone. And it does so with incredible humor‚ intelligence‚ and earnestness—it absolutely made me cry throughout its run‚ but not nearly as often as it made me laugh out loud‚ or left me beaming and feeling happy to be alive. If you haven’t seen the series‚ please give it a chance at some point (it’s currently streaming on Hulu). It’s such a special show—I could go on and on about the wonderful cast (impossible to pick a favorite‚ though it’s fun to try!) and how perfectly the overall arc of the narrative resolved in the final episodes‚ but mostly I just want to thank creator Sterlin Harjo and everyone else who worked on the show for making television that’s not quite like anything else I’ve ever seen before; I’m so excited to see where this cast and creative team go in the future. —Bridget   Levi’s garden in Scavengers Reign Scavengers Reign took me completely by surprise‚ both because I had seen zero advertising for it before it appeared on HBO Max‚ and because it’s a wholly original and engrossing science fiction epic. It’s a brutal tale of shipwrecked space-haulers fighting to survive and escape a mostly-hostile alien world populated by telekinetic salamanders‚ giant parasitic crabs‚ and other fascinating perils—so where is the joy‚ I hear you asking. Among the survivors is Levi‚ a robot that finds itself slowly changed by the planet itself‚ its circuits altered by symbiotic spores. It is primarily through Levi that we’re able to occasionally slow down and appreciate the beauty of this world‚ as the robot itself begins to wonder and even dream for the first time. –Sarah   Big Door Prize Image: Apple TV+ Did no one else watch The Big Door Prize? A perfect cast‚ a lightly goofy premise‚ a lot of teen and adult drama‚ a great moment of tension involving a Ferris wheel‚ and the long-underappreciated Josh Segarra playing the owner of a kind of weird restaurant? (Segarra was so dour‚ so serious‚ on Arrow‚ and I am loving the way Big Door Prize and She-Hulk let him branch out.) The whole idea here is that a weird vending machine appears and if you give it your details (including your SSN‚ which‚ no thank you!) it will give you a card that tells you your destiny. This works out for people in all kinds of ways. Also there are weird moles‚ and Chris O’Dowd‚ and I really just think you should try it. —Molly   James Urbaniak in Oppenheimer Image: Universal Pictures As my group chats can wearily attest‚ I’ve talked of little else but Oppy since July. I’ll be writing about the movie more in the new year‚ but for now‚ for this list‚ I want to give a shout to the pure joy of seeing Dr. Rusty Venture himself‚ James fucking Urbaniak‚ appearing as mathematician Kurt Gödel‚ walking through the Princeton campus beside Tom Conti’s Einstein. In real life‚ Einstein once claimed that he stayed at Princeton: “Um das Privileg zu haben‚ mit Gödel zu Fuss nach Hause gehen zu dürfen” (more or less “to have the privilege of walking home with Gödel”—but even kinder than that in a way that doesn’t quite translate) and it made me so happy to see him included in the movie. —Leah   Loki Gave Birth to the Multiverse Because Loki Is a Mom Screenshot: Marvel Studios Apologies‚ but I’ll never stop yelling about this particular thing. So many excellent bits about the second season of Loki aside‚ this part had me screaming at my television. Because the Loki of Norse mythology has done all sorts of fun things‚ and one of those things was having a truly ambiguous gender. Another one of those things was giving birth to a bunch of really cool animals (Sleipnir‚ anyone?) So Loki is a trickster god and a cosmic problem and a multifaceted being‚ but Loki is also a mom. Unfortunately‚ the MCU didn’t much like those aspects of the myths‚ and made Asgardian culture pretty sexist‚ or at least very into gendered norms. And yet… Loki goes fully arcane at the end of season two and saves the multiverse by literally pulling the cords of all timelines together‚ dragging them to the End of Time‚ and using sheer force of will to weave them into a tree (that looks an awful lot like Yggdrasil‚ of course). The act is clearly arduous‚ painful‚ demands every bit of his strength—and at the end‚ the multiverse is born. It can’t be any clearer than that. LOKI IS OUR MOM. THANKS MOM. —Emmet   (Spoilery) Moments from Mrs. Davis! Image: Peacock Jay’s Sandwich Jay’s whole thing is that he feeds people. He runs his decrepit diner out in the desert‚ and any time someone stops in‚ he makes them a plate and listens to their sorrows if they want to talk. He gives and gives and gives. The moment when Sister TK comes in‚ makes him sit at his own bar‚ and makes him a simple TK was one of the most moving artistic moments I had this year. I had to pause. I might have cried. (I do not cry.) There are Reasons for that‚ and I’m not gonna talk about them. But it makes me happier than I can say that this ridiculous show went there. —Leah  “The wings… are LITERAL.” Of all the revelations on the delightfully bonkers Mrs. Davis‚ from Jesus Christ to the Holy Grail sneakers ad‚ this was the one that had me absolutely cackling: Nun Simone has no love lost for the universally hailed AI known as Mrs. Davis‚ yet even she is disillusioned to discover that this do-good algorithm‚ which has transformed into a modern religion‚ was based on a Buffalo Wild Wings app. People have sacrificed their lives‚ often literally‚ for a chance to be granted “wings” via app filter‚ and they aren’t even poetically metaphorical—gah‚ it’s perfect. And the fact that it was delivered in conversation with Ashley Romans as app developer Joy—a welcome return to television after her short-lived brilliance in Y: The Last Man—was the spicy buffalo sauce on top. —Natalie …Everything! Mrs Davis is a show that encompasses an unbelievable number of things‚ and I was entirely in for everything: cell phone smashes‚ Betty Gilpin’s determination‚ exploding heads‚ Jesus making all kinds of delicious food‚ a screwy heist‚ and Shohreh Aghadashloo in a role that no one should ever spoil for anyone else‚ ever. Magic sneakers! Never-seen commercials! A really special roller-coaster‚ literally! I can’t talk about this show with anything approaching coherence‚ but it was the most inventive‚ most unexpected‚ most itself thing on television this year. Let Leah tell you more. —Molly   Welcome to… Schmicagoooo! While I enjoyed season 1 of Schmigadoon!‚ I couldn’t keep up with all of the classic musicals lampooned (though of course I appreciated Jane Krakowski’s riff on the Baroness from The Sound of Music)‚ but season 2’s shift to Schmicago! was right up my musical theater nerd alley. Titus Burgess as the Narrator; Alan Cumming and Kristin Chenoweth showing us what would happen if Sweeney Todd and Miss Hannigan fell in love‚ then decided to grind some orphans into sausage; and‚ yes‚ Krakowski stealing the spotlight again as a gender-swapped Billy Flynn in lawyer Bobbie Flanagan. It was a smorgasbord of superstar cameos and sly winks that I was delighted to catch. —Natalie   The Appendix to Matt Singer’s Opposable Thumbs Opposable Thumbs is a co-biography of Gene Siskel and Roger Ebert. It’s one of my favorite things I read this year‚ and among its many great moments‚ singer includes an appendix titled “Buried Treasure That Siskel and Ebert Loved”—a chronological list of 25 movies that the critics championed‚ but that‚ for whatever reason‚ never landed with audiences. It’s such a cool and big-hearted gesture to use the last pages of this book to spotlight these movies‚ and I think S&;E would have loved it. —Leah   Madeline Usher’s wig in The Fall of the House of Usher Image: Netflix There was a lot to enjoy in Mike Flanagan’s camp horror miniseries The Fall of the House of Usher: Carla Gugino’s performance as a demonic entity‚ abundant references to Edgar Allan Poe’s canon‚ and the dramatic monologues we’ve come to expect from Flanagan’s work. But every time Madeline Usher (Mary McDonnell) stepped into the frame‚ her silver wig became the central focus. I cannot emphasize enough how positive this comment is. There’s a great scene later in the show when we encounter an emotional climax for Madeline’s character‚ and when she reaches up‚ we’re expecting her to take the wig off‚ a metaphorical shedding of the armor and chilly exterior she’s worn all season. But she just unclips the bangs. Excellent. —Bailey   The Ending of Killers of the Flower Moon Image: Paramount Pictures/Apple Original Films DO NOT READ THIS BLURB IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN THE MOVIE. OK? The moment when Martin Scorsese takes us to the set of a radio program (The Lucky Strike Hour‚ a real show from the 1930s) to show us the immediate mediation of the white supremacist terrorist murders of the Osage—all of whom are voiced by white actors—is breathtaking. The moment when he himself steps out to read the obituary of Mollie Kyle‚ taking us into what can only be the future from the radio station’s perspective‚ to show us that after everything we’ve seen‚ the killers outlived those they wronged‚ and that now Scorsese is calling himself out for being complicit in the ongoing mediation of a terrorist nightmare‚ is one of the greatest cinematic moments I have ever seen. —Leah   Justice for Ro Laren and Donna Noble You know how you watch a show that purports to be (sometimes) about empathy and decency‚ and then something horrible happens that seems to undermine those themes and it’s just left hanging there? Because that was how it felt to watch Ensign Ro and Donna Noble’s last episodes on their respective shows‚ Star Trek: The Next Generation and Doctor Who. In Ro’s case‚ it was always particularly painful because the show‚ at the time‚ clearly sided with Picard’s hurt feelings over her desertion to the Maquis. How could she do that to him? He had placed his trust in her‚ a man who never did so easily‚ and that betrayal was going to haunt him for the rest of his life. With Donna‚ it was even easier to see where the story was falling down—not only did the Doctor forcibly block Donna’s memory without her consent‚ but it was done on a narrative level to make the Doctor really sad. When Jean-Luc confronts Ro Laren in the final season of Picard‚ it makes no difference that she returned to Starfleet some time ago and was reinstated (after a lengthy rehabilitation process that he knows nothing about). He is still angered by her actions‚ unwilling to trust her. And finally‚ thirty years after her defection aired on television‚ Ro gets the chance to counter this narrative… because Jean-Luc betrayed her‚ too. She questions his loyalty to institutions‚ calls him out for his entirely conditional support‚ tells him that he confused morality with duty. Jean-Luc may still be heartbroken by what happened‚ but he doesn’t have more right to that hurt than Ro Laren does. He never did and‚ in fact‚ the fault for this hurt lands equally at his own feet. And though Ro does die shortly afterward (having given Picard information essential to the Federation’s survival)‚ she does so on her own terms—and Picard is left with the knowledge that his own pride prevented him from healing this wound a long time ago. In Donna’s case‚ the ending is much happier‚ but no less emotional; The Doctor knows that Donna will die once he releases the knowledge in her brain and they save London together. Donna‚ once restored‚ tells him these are the best sixty seconds of her life‚ and dies in his arms. The Doctor tells the Meep’s forces that they were defeated—”by the DoctorDonna.” But a moment later‚ Donna gasps back to life‚ and everything is fine. Donna Noble gets her story back‚ her memories back‚ and everything that she deserves. And it happens in a snap because that’s how easy it should be. Television gets pulled together quickly and often in a hodgepodge state. It’s great to hit the Undo button now and again. —Emmet   Grimm! (yes‚ the TV show from 2011) Image: Universal Television My year began with a very weird time in which I couldn’t do anything. (Recovering from surgery is a trip.) And so I watched Grimm. I watched all seven seasons of it‚ all the patently absurd character twists‚ the shift from fairy-tale monsters to elaborate otherworldly schemes‚ the relationships that made no sense and the … listen‚ I still don’t really understand what happened with Juliette‚ but I’d probably watch a whole show about it. I watched Grimm partly just to watch Portland (while I was stuck inside‚ not being in Portland)‚ but also because a magical procedural is a ridiculous and perfect idea. Please give me another one. Twenty-two episode seasons and all. Please. —Molly   Dungeons and Dragons Rolled a Nat 20 Image Credit: Paramount Pictures There was a lot of trepidation around the original announcement of a Dungeons of Dragons movie. While the tabletop game has had a large impact on the fantasy landscape (as well as a generally improved image in the eyes of the public)‚ its vastness in scope and generally complicated ruleset make it difficult to sell. But this movie does it justice—charming‚ funny‚ heartfelt‚ and imaginative‚ bolstered by a cast that commits to their performances (Regé-Jean Paige as Xenk Yendar and Michelle Rodriguez as Holga Kilgore come to mind). Honor Among Thieves balances introducing new viewers to an unfamiliar world with callouts that players will recognize and appreciate. There’s an attention to detail here that points to a genuine love for Dungeons and Dragons and enthusiasm for sharing that love with others. I would watch a sequel. I would watch 10 sequels. —Bailey Image: Paramount Pictures THEMBERCHAUD. –Leah In a year full of excellent movies‚ Honor Among Thieves may have been the most fun. It’s hard to pick a favorite moment or character or even an easter egg—but I see you‚ Bobby the Barbarian!—because it all fits so perfectly together as a whole. And that’s because everyone commits to the bit. The performances are all pitch-perfect‚ and the characters are recognizable “types” without being cliche (okay yes‚ the tiefling has a predictably tragic backstory‚ but a sorcerer who lacks self-confidence? COMEDY GOLD!). The meta-references are clever‚ but never overshadow the story. And best of all‚ the writing is funny‚ but never mean or snarky—this movie loves DnD‚ and it wants us along for the ride. –Sarah Image: Paramount Pictures Wait okay‚ also: “Oh‚ Jarnathan…” —Leah‚ again   Taylor Swift Friendship Bracelets  The Swifties are a fully realized fandom. There is a plot‚ a mythology‚ layers of backstory you have to know in order to get all the references. You can analyze Taylor Swift the same way we analyze Lord of the Rings. One day someone will publish the Swiftmarillion. I’m right and you know it. The Swiftie friendship bracelets quickly became a key element of her record-breaking Eras Tour this year‚ with fans exchanging homemade bracelets featuring lyrics and references with each other at shows. It’s a beautiful way to connect and share in each other’s excitement‚ but the cutest part of this is that the fans just…started doing this‚ and it spread. Taylor had nothing to do with it beyond a throwaway lyric in her song “You’re On Your Own Kid”. It’s one of the truly great parts of being in a fandom—someone does something really stinkin’ cute and it catches on like wildfire. Everyone is being creative in a way that’s relatively accessible and easy to participate in‚ and you don’t actually have to go to a show to participate (fans are mailing each other bracelets‚ or exchanging them at screenings of the Eras Tour movie‚ too). And it’s just so goddamn sweet‚ you know? (Made even sweeter knowing that Taylor’s new boyfriend‚ Travis Kelce‚ got her attention after making a bracelet for her with his number on it. WHAT A MOVE.) From what I hear‚ it’s spreading to other fandoms too. So get yourself a bead kit now‚ especially if you plan on being at WorldCon in Glasgow next year–I’ll have an arm full of nerdy bracelets to share with you. —Christina   That Time Tech Tried Riot Racing Exactly Once and Won on The Bad Batch Screenshot: Lucasfilm A lot of great Star Wars stuff happened this year; droid bars became a thing; Din and Grogu got a house; Ezra Bridger pretended to be a stormtrooper again; Anakin Skywalker’s spirit teased Ahsoka into not dying; nightsisters were everywhere. But much of the best drama and comedy in that galaxy far‚ far away belonged to The Bad Batch. For most traumatizing entry‚ I give the award to “The Outpost‚” a devastating short war film that finally breaks Crosshair of his loyalty to the Empire at great cost. On the flip side‚ we had the early season episode “Faster‚” in which half the Batch (Omega‚ Wrecker‚ and Tech) are dragged off by their employer Cid to a world called Safa Toma‚ where she has a droid pilot involved in a sport called Riot Racing. The droid in question is played by Ben Schwartz doing what he does best (self-aggrandizement via flawless delivery)‚ but he’s offed by one of Cid’s criminal business associates who is hoping to collect money for her bad racing bets. This leaves Tech to step in and race in the droid’s stead… mostly because he’s interested and because Omega said they had to help. (You do what little-big sister tells you. It’s their only hard and fast rule.) Riot Racing is basically Mario Kart‚ with added Star Wars flavor‚ but because it’s a bit slower and grubbier than podracing‚ there’s even more room for deadly shenanigans and it’s easier to see what’s happening on the track. And because Tech is incredibly intelligent—and more than a little autistic‚ as this season helpfully highlights—he handles the race with his usual straightforward unflappability and keen focus‚ while Wrecker worries at him over the comms. If you’re into competence porn‚ this is where it’s at. The fast and criminal nature of the sport overlaid with Tech’s utter calm makes the episode a very special kind of fun because it’s never about the tension of winning so much as the puzzle of how he will manage it. Tech’s perplexity on learning that Wrecker and Omega didn’t believe he would survive (“You sound surprised‚” he says when Wrecker cheers over the fact that he won) makes the victory that much sweeter. Is it even funnier that this occurs while the group is trying to keep a low profile and their most cautious members (Hunter and Echo) are on a cargo haul? Yes. Yes‚ it is. —Emmet   Deadloch: The Greatest Feminist Comedy Crime Series to Ever Come Out of Australia Deadloch tends to be described as a “feminist noir comedy” or a “black comedy murder mystery‚” but it’s incredibly difficult to capture what makes the show so brilliant without digging into everything that happens across its eight hour-long episodes. The creators of the series called the project “Funny Broadchurch‚” but it goes so far beyond a straightforward parody or wacky Australian spoof of the ultra-grim British/Nordic crime genre—it’s hilarious‚ but in genuinely surprising ways‚ while also weaving together some deeply compelling (and also very goofy) characters into its central mystery. Set in the titular Tasmanian town‚ the story follows two mismatched female detectives as they investigate the homicide of a local man—at first the spoofing of conventions (one detective is a  hyper-organized straight shooter‚ the other is a foul-mouthed trainwreck) feels relatively safe‚ even as it smartly calls out some of the more troubling tropes we’ve seen play out a million times (the sexist police commissioner automatically assumes the murder victim must be a woman‚ and seems offended to find that he’s wrong). But as the series goes on‚ it becomes clear that the show is operating on a much higher level—the humor isn’t a veneer‚ it’s the entire point: startlingly irreverent humor as both a survival mechanism and a way forward‚ veering from the goofy to the absurd‚ from endearingly silly to absolutely savage in its takedowns of everything from the casual misogyny and homophobia of the locals and police brass to the hypocrisy and entitlement of the town’s wealthier and supposedly more enlightened residents. But even that doesn’t do it justice. I finished watching Deadloch a few weeks ago and I can’t stop thinking about—both in terms of ridiculous and amazing bits of dialogue that cracked me up and the perfect balancing act it manages to pull off‚ in the end. The series is likely not for everyone‚ but it’s brilliant‚ and one of my favorite things to happen all year—it’s available on Amazon Prime if you want to check it out! —Bridget   Characters Who Are Actually Allowed To Age and Still Be Rad Ahsoka Tano. Stede Bonnet. Una Chin-Riley. Donna Noble. Blackbeard. Captain Christopher Pike. Hell‚ even Brother Day. And every character played by Pedro Pascal‚ everyone’s favorite middle-aged adoptive dad. It was a really‚ really good year for remembering that adventures‚ stories‚ lives don’t end at 40‚ 50‚ or beyond.. (Am I going to note here that there are still more men getting good grown-ass roles than anyone else? I sure am. But this year‚ unlike so many others‚ gave me a little bit of hope that it doesn’t always have to be like that.) —Molly   Everything Is a Musical Now‚ Dammit It’s no secret that I love musicals‚ and generally wish they were in more things. And sure‚ sometimes we get lucky‚ and the world provides. Buffy has a rightfully famous musical episode‚ after all‚ and I have the Quantum Leap Man-of-La-Mancha episode to keep me warm when the winter is particularly foreboding. But I want more‚ and I deserve to be accommodated for no reason other than significant complaining. (That’s not true‚ the real reason is that I’m empirically right about musicals being a fascinating art form to port over into every other art form. I will never stop insisting this.) It must have worked‚ too‚ by the varied evidence this year. “I’m Just Ken” was easily one of the best parts of Barbie‚ and contained endless homages to movie musical history therein. The Marvels went to a planet where people sang instead of speaking‚ and choreographed dance breaks ensued. Scott Pilgrim Takes Off offered layers of meta-reimagining to its source material‚ but the final form of Scott’s original story? A musical. The Enterprise crew accidentally activates an improbability fold on Strange New Worlds‚ causing everyone in the crew to break into song when their feelings are running high. BOOM. Musical. I have won my debate with no one. Thank you. —Emmet ***   Those are our picks—be sure to share your own moments of joy in the comments! Happy holidays from Themberchaud!

2023 is the year we evidently settled on romantasy as the portmanteau of choice‚ and I cannot say I have fully resigned myself to this decision. But whatever my feelings about the word romantasy‚ which I guess is fine‚ ish‚ in some contexts‚ and however bleak the personal and global events of this year have been‚ we can at least rejoice that we are living in a boom time for SFF romance. In recognition of our good fortune‚ I bring you this guide to 2023’s SFF romance‚ with recommendations to help any reader get started in the genre.   If you like to stay up late checking out Zillow listings‚ read: The Seven Year Slip by Ashley Poston Nothing is more soothing than staring at photos of real estate‚ am I right? There is something truly therapeutic about imagining alternate lives for ourselves‚ if we were wealthy enough to afford down payments and the country were not sinking into a generational housing crisis of our own stupid‚ terrible making. But suppose our home were not precariously perched on the edge of the crumbling cliff of capitalism. Suppose‚ instead‚ it was precariously perched in time? In Ashley Poston’s The Seven-Year Slip‚ book publicist Clementine is grieving the sudden loss of her beloved aunt Analea. She’s inherited Analea’s New York apartment‚ and along with it‚ the secret of its magic. Sometimes‚ when you least expect it‚ you walk into the apartment and realize you’ve gone seven years into the past. Which means that Clementine‚ just as she’s about to land the big promotion she’s been waiting for‚ is suddenly roommates with her aunt’s friend’s son‚ a hot guy named Iwan who’s staying in the apartment while Analea-from-seven-years-ago travels the world with Clementine-from-seven-years-ago. But Clementine remembers what Analea told her: Never fall in love in the apartment. The Seven-Year Slip is Poston’s second foray into adult fantasy romance‚ and it’s a book that will—despite‚ or perhaps because of‚ its careful and generous engagement with the process of grief—land a permanent spot on your comfort reads shelf.   If you’re a Hallmark movie aficionado‚ read: Kiss and Spell by Celestine Martin As the Vulture critic Josef Adalian recently pointed out‚ Hallmark remains a thriving space for holiday scripted content‚ and its fans can pretty much watch a movie every day in the month of December if they want. But one cannot live on TV alone. For the person in your life who cherishes the coziness and comfort of small-town romances‚ I recommend Celestine Martin’s Kiss and Spell‚ a witchy Black romance set in a small town on the Jersey Shore. After being jilted at the altar by her fiancé‚ Lincoln‚ Ursula Caraway stopped believing in fairy tales‚ and she’s determined to get her life back on track. But she can’t seem to stop flirting with the fae prince Xavier Alder‚ and before she knows it‚ she’s promised to help him break the curse that’s been laid upon him‚ which requires him to experience the perfect kiss. Not with Ursula‚ though. Definitely not. Kiss and Spell is a warm‚ heartfelt romance‚ and I loved where it landed on fairy tales: like so many things in life‚ they’re wonderful! But you have to take care to deploy them in a way that serves you in becoming your truest‚ most joyful self.   If you’re groaning under the weight of all your AO3 bookmarks‚ read: A Power Unbound by Freya Marske Quelle timing! The third and final book in Freya Marske’s Last Binding trilogy‚ A Power Unbound‚ arrives just in time to get your loved one the full trilogy for this holiday season. It follows the arrogant Lord Hawthorn‚ introduced in A Marvellous Light‚ and the keenly ambitious writer Alan Ross‚ whom we met on board the ship in A Restless Truth. Together with the protagonists of the previous two books‚ they’re working to prevent a small but powerful cabal of English magicians from claiming all of English magic for themselves. Also‚ everyone remains very horny at all times. Marske has a rich background in fic-writing‚ and it shows up in her novels in all the best ways: her tender compassion for embodiment‚ the biting‚ usually erotic‚ subtext that thrums underneath every interaction‚ and the guarantee that our central couple is going to bone and it’s going to be Excellent. A Power Unbound features one of my favorite kinds of protagonist in Lord Hawthorn‚ who pours a huge portion of his considerable energy and intellect into coming off like an asshole while not actually being an asshole. As soon as he showed up in A Marvellous Light‚ I was like‚ “this man is going to find love and it is going to stomp him to pieces‚” and not to brag‚ but I was right. A Power Unbound is a terrific closer to a terrific trilogy.   If you’re a Brothers Grimm superfan‚ read: Thornhedge by T. Kingfisher Okay‚ you don’t have to be that super of a Brothers Grimm fan to appreciate T. Kingfisher’s latest novella‚ Thornhedge. Our heroine is a changeling‚ taken from her human parents as a baby and raised by swamp spirits. For the last don’t-know-how-many years‚ she has been sitting guard—most often in frog form—at the edge of a forest of brambles‚ behind which lies a sleeping princess. It’s been some time since princes and knights came in droves to the edge of the forest to try their luck at fighting through to the tower‚ and Toadling had begun to hope that her watch‚ as they say‚ was ended. Except that one day there comes a soft-hearted‚ soft-spoken knight called Halim‚ who would like to try his luck at waking the princess before he heads back home to his hearth and his mother. And Toadling‚ who cannot bear to help him and cannot bear to thwart him‚ is forced to confront the dark secrets that have held her in this place all these years. Kingfisher writes gentle‚ low-heat romances that depend less on sexual tension and more on building trust over shared projects. Thornhedge doesn’t feature any promises of true and eternal love‚ and the most that happens between Toadling and Halim is a kiss‚ at the very end‚ the way it always goes in fairy tales. The relationship that builds between them may be quiet and slow‚ but it is the catalyst for nudging Toadling beyond the still and circumscribed life she’s made for herself. Like so many of us‚ Toadling doesn’t want to grapple with the mistakes of the past. She can’t do it on her own behalf; but she can do it for (and with) Halim.   If your family relationships are‚ um‚ complicated‚ read: Bitter Medicine by Mia Tsai ‘Tis ever most truly the season for navigating your family bullshit‚ breaking bread with relatives who simply can’t seem to shut up about your weight or your relationship status or their extremely ill-informed opinions about the situation in Palestine. While romance is a genre that privileges a specific and often heteronormative view of what family looks like (for more on this‚ watch this space in 2024)‚ it also holds space for those of us who have had to step back from family relationships that were no longer serving us. Mia Tsai’s debut fantasy romance‚ Bitter Medicine‚ follows the child of a Chinese medicine god as she tries to protect her older brother from the people hunting him‚ a group that includes their youngest brother. Elle has spent the last way-too-many years of her life trying to keep her siblings safe—from their parents‚ from each other‚ from themselves. Not until she falls in love with a sexy French elf who really admires her magic calligraphy (not a euphemism) does she begin to realize that she deserves her own happiness too—and that you can’t ever find happiness by trying to make your loved ones‚ your maddening imperfect loved ones‚ be other than what they are. The current crop of contemporary fantasy romances can feel a little cookie-cutter‚ and Bitter Medicine stands out for its richly varied world-building and its emphasis on the power of magic to create‚ rather than to destroy.   If you’ve been rooting for Kristen Stewart to marry a lady since the Obama presidency‚ read: A Long Time Dead by Samara Breger Every time I start to make the claim that vampires have been culturally overindexed‚ some book or movie comes along to change my mind. In 2003 it was Robin McKinley’s Sunshine; in 2013 it was Holly Black’s The Coldest Girl in Coldtown; and in 2023 it’s Samara Breger’s A Long Time Dead. Breger isn’t so much reinventing the classic vampire tropes (if it ain’t broke‚ why fix it?) as repurposing them for the lesbian readership that has been craving this content since the 1872 publication of Camilla . Victorian sex worker Poppy Cavendish awakes from a night on the town to discover that she’s been turned into a vampire. Luckily‚ she has a sexy‚ sexy vampire Yoda to guide her‚ in the form of the centuries-old Roisin‚ who’s trying to get out from under the thumb of her own vampire sire‚ the controlling and abusive X. Really‚ this book serves a double purpose alongside Bitter Medicine when it comes to complicated family relationships‚ as it’s overwhelmingly about the challenges of recognizing‚ and breaking free of‚ cycles of trauma. But mainly I do feel like it’s for the Twilight girlies who turned out gay in the end.   If you waited and waited as a child for Wishbone to do The Count of Monte Cristo‚ and then when they finally did it‚ you had to leave after five minutes to go to your little sister’s doctor appointment‚ so you’ve still never seen that episode of Wishbone‚ read: The Mischievous Letters of the Marquise de Q by Felicia Davin Previously on Felicia Davin’s French Letters series‚ our protagonists conspired with Not!George Sand to kill a very wicked villain‚ who was using sorcery to control his wife‚ Delphine. I’m telling you this in case you feel anxious about reading The Mischievous Letters of the Marquise de Q before having read the first book in the series. I certainly recommend reading both! But you will not be lost if you start with the second book; it is that kind of romance series. Recently free of her terrible husband and eager to pursue a romance with Not!George Sand (really called Camille Dupin)‚ Delphine also hopes to track down her first love‚ Ari‚ who vanished before Delphine had a chance to tell him that she was pregnant. Turns out that Ari was falsely imprisoned and has now returned to Magical France to do revenge and get back with Camille. My delight at realizing this was a Count of Monte Cristo joint was so extreme that I had to hit pause on reading‚ fetch the 2002 Count of Monte Cristo movie out of my DVD collection‚ and rewatch the scene where Edmond weaponizes a sauna to sweat a confession out of Villefort. (Villefort is a drip‚ but also‚ I really hate being hot and damp so this strategy would work on me.) The Scandalous Letters of V and J was an unexpected delight‚ and I loved The Mischievous Letters of the Marquise de Q—if possible—even more. Davin seems more comfortable with the epistolary form here‚ and this book is a tautly (sorry) tightly (sorry!) penetratingly (okay just kidding) elegantly plotted romance with just enough thwarting of bad guys’ plots to keep things interesting. Davin’s a dab hand with complicated emotions‚ as our three protagonists try to figure out how to fit in one another’s lives. Plus‚ if you came here for the smut‚ you can rest assured that Davin is always keeping perfect track of where all three people’s limbs (and feelings) are going. Marquise de Q is a funny‚ joyful‚ compelling story of magic and love and second chances; and it reminded me that‚ like‚ the Count of Monte Cristo episode of Wishbone is almost certainly available on YouTube. ***   Happy holidays‚ everyone! May all your gifts be elegantly wrapped and graciously received‚ and may your TBR stacks always remain fat and happy. Jenny Hamilton reads the end before she reads the middle. She reviews for Strange Horizons and Booklist‚ and she can be found at her website‚ on BlueSky grudgingly‚ and occasionally still on the dying shores of Twitter.

Authorities have uncovered another threat to the life of a Supreme Court justice. Neal Sidhwaney‚ 43‚ of Florida plead guilty Friday in a Jacksonville federal court to threatening to kill a Supreme Court justice‚ according to Politico. That threat was made via phone‚ in voicemail messages left on July 31‚ the publication reported. Though prosecutors did not identify which justice Sidhwaney had reportedly threatened‚ a court-ordered psychological evaluation reviewed by Politico reveals that Sidhwaney had threatened Chief Justice John Roberts‚ saying in the voice message: “I will f—ing kill you.” Authorities arrested him in August‚ and he has been in custody since‚ according to the publication. It’s not immediately clear why he allegedly wanted to kill the justice. The threats followed the most recent slew of Supreme Court rulings issued in late June‚ one of which was 303 Creative v. Elenis‚ in which the Supreme Court ruled that Colorado cannot force graphic designer Lorie Smith to create art that violates her religious beliefs. In a late July interview with The Daily Signal‚ Smith described receiving a steady stream of vitriol‚ harassment‚ anger‚ and even death threats. “A lot of that has resulted in some of the backlash I’ve received‚ which‚ unfortunately‚ has included things like death threats‚” she said. “A lot of the threats have alluded to the fact that people have my home address and have posted that address on social media in an effort to encourage others to send hateful messages‚” Smith added. “It’s coming from all angles‚ really‚ whether it be phone‚ email‚ mail‚ my website‚ social media.” The psychologist who evaluated Sidhwaney said that he was of “superior” intelligence and competent to stand trial‚ Politico reported. But Sidhwaney suffers from “delusional disorder with psychosis‚” the psychologist reportedly said‚ and his doctor told the publication that he is under treatment with an anti-psychotic drug. Supreme Court cases have increasingly become fraught with peril for conservative justices and those litigants who do not harbor leftist sentiments. Litigants face potential death threats‚ protesting‚ harassment‚ and “doxxing” (putting their personal information‚ even their addresses‚ online to encourage harassment). Supreme Court justices arrive before President Joe Biden delivers his State of the Union address in the House Chamber of the Capitol on Feb. 7. (Photo: Jacquelyn Martin/Getty Images) Following the May 2022 leak to Politico of the draft Supreme Court opinion indicating Roe v. Wade would soon be overturned‚ Catholic churches and pro-life pregnancy centers faced an onslaught of violent pro-abortion attacks. Justice Brett Kavanaugh’s family discovered that in the middle of the night authorities had arrested a man just steps from their home—Nicholas John Roske‚ then 26‚ who had traveled from California to Maryland with the express intent of killing Kavanaugh and two other justices. Roske told authorities that his assassination ambitions flared up after he saw the justices’ addresses posted online. Shortly after the leak‚ the radical pro-abortion group Ruth Sent Us posted the justices’ addresses and began urging protesters to go to the homes of the “six extremist justices” who likely voted in support of the opinion overturning Roe—Roberts and Kavanaugh‚ along with Justices Amy Coney Barrett‚ Samuel Alito‚ Clarence Thomas‚ and Neil Gorsuch. Far-left protesters from Our Rights DC and Rise Up 4 Abortion Rights joined these groups in targeting the justices’ homes‚ even though 18 U.S. Code Section 1507 forbids picketing or parading “in or near a building or residence occupied or used by such judge‚ juror‚ witness‚ or court officer” with the intent of intimidating or influencing that person. The Supreme Court did not immediately respond to a request for comment for this article. Have an opinion about this article? To sound off‚ please email letters@DailySignal.com‚ and we’ll consider publishing your edited remarks in our regular “We Hear You” feature. Remember to include the URL or headline of the article plus your name and town and/or state. The post Authorities Reveal Another Threat to a Supreme Court Justice appeared first on The Daily Signal.