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gra-sonas · 2 years ago

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Roswell, New Mexico's favorite doctor has had a hell of a season.

While Kyle Valenti continues to be an integral part of this final season, his portrayer, Michael Trevino, traded in his stethoscope for a director's chair as he got behind the camera to helm Roswell, New Mexico Season 4 Episode 9.

It's a twisty hour that takes viewers into a mindscape that looks much more like an episode of Gunsmoke than Roswell. We asked Michael about the hour and the differences between acting and directing. We also had to sneak in a Kybel question for all you shippers!

Michael is always a pleasure to speak with, and it's always a good time talking to him about Roswell. Enjoy!

What did you think when you got the script and were like, this is going to be my episode because it's unlike anything we've seen on Roswell?

The initial reaction was that I was so excited and grateful for how big the episode is and how they threw so much at me. And then I was terrified because I had no idea how I was going to shoot it.

So, a lot of prep went into it because there are just a lot of moving parts in this one. And I'm just grateful for the opportunity but was also just a bit nervous going in, until you do the prep and do the work and then you figure out like, "Oh, okay, this is how I'm going to tell your story."

You really got a lot there. There are emotional beats, romantic beats, action, and comedy. You really got a little bit of everything.

I did. I did. And I don't know if that was by design, but I'm very lucky that for this episode, they decided to make it a big one and that I was going to be the one to tell it. I'm happy about that.

Yeah, what was the experience of directing like, as opposed to acting?

To me, it's much harder. There were days you spend so much time in prep that you're already exhausted before you shoot one frame of day one. Every day it's a marathon, so many challenges and so many things can go wrong, but you just have to have a plan in place.

But I will say, honestly, when I prepped, and then we shot it, and then I was in the editing room and finally turned it in, it's just such a rewarding feeling, such a rewarding feeling. And I've never felt so fulfilled creatively ever, if I'm being honest because I love acting, but sometimes it can be a bit isolating.

And with this being behind the camera, you have to collaborate with each department head, every crew member, your cast, and it never stops.

Then you go into post-production, you're working with the editor, so it's much more collaborative, and it's that much harder, but that much more fulfilling once it's all said and done because you had your hand in every aspect to tell that story. So, I love it, and I hope I'm lucky enough to do it again.

And some of the things you were just describing, the collaboration and such, are those some of the things that appeal to you about directing?

It does, yeah. It does. I love challenges, but I do love collaborating with certain department heads because to me, everybody in this business, from the crew, everybody is a filmmaker in some way, shape, or form. They love the filmmaking process. Otherwise, they wouldn't be doing what they're doing for a living.

And everybody on this crew brings great ideas. They really do. So it doesn't matter who you're listening to, but if you just give people the opportunity to help out, to have a voice, people have great ideas, and they may have a great idea that'll save you some time on the day to tell the story.

So yeah, you have to lean on those around you, and that is just a great feeling because it is so difficult. When you can get through just a day and have everything go right, it's such a win, such a win.

Was there a particular scene that you liked shooting? And in that vein, is there a scene that you're most excited for the audience to see?

Most excited for the audience to see? I think it's our showdown. Our whole episode is leading up to this showdown with Clyde, who ends up being a bit bad in the episode and to see the stunts that we were doing and the little gags here and there, and just the insanity that happens with Liz and in this landscape and how tortured she's being.

I think the stakes rise higher and higher, so I hope it's earned. I hope that the pace is right and that people buy into that mindscape. As long as it's being told and they buy into what's happening, they are going to go along for the ride, and I hope that happens. Otherwise, I didn't do my job.

Yeah, you did. You did for sure.

Thank you.

The showdown is such a cool moment. I had no idea what was going to happen, honestly.

Right, right, yeah.

So I have to ask about Kybel.

Yes, indeed.

I know that they've been separated for a bit now on screen. So how do you think Kyle feels about where they stand and where they go from here? And can you tease anything about Kybel for the rest of the season?

Well, I don't think Kyle's satisfied. I feel like he's more invested in the relationship, but in some way, they're both honestly sussing each other out a little bit. They're both playing it a little too cool.

I will say that in our world of Roswell, there's going to be so many outside circumstances that bring them together as much as these circumstances pull them apart, and so we'll see that over the course of the remainder of the season.

But I will say that they very much stay together towards the end of the season, the end of our series. And I'm happy about that.

Okay, that's great. Kyle is a huge fan favorite, and I always refer to him as the Roswell MVP because I think he really is the glue that holds everyone together and the story together.

It's true, it's true.

So yeah, I think so.

You're not lying. I hear no lies.

With Roswell ending soon, is there anything you'd like to tell the fans who've supported the show and your character?

Yes, I want to say from the bottom of my heart, thank you for watching.

Thank you for staying with these characters over these four seasons, supporting us, buying into the world that we were a part of or that we were creating, and seeing these characters that you maybe haven't seen on television before, or seen the families that they're coming from, the way they talk, the way they look.

Thank you for being a part of that. And we felt like...we're a CW show, and we were shooting out in Santa Fe, New Mexico. We feel like the little engine that could on that network, to be honest, or at least that's how I felt. And I love that we've just been going strong, no hiccups, no problems.

Even during COVID lockdowns, we never had to shut down. And I will say that we have a great cast. Everybody loved showing up to work, day in and day out, and were committed. And truthfully speaking, that can be rare, but we all genuinely love and support one another, and we were happy with the job that we were doing out there.

And if it could have gone on longer, I know we'd all be a part of it. So thank you for watching.

And piggybacking off that, is there anything you hope the audience takes away from Roswell long-term?

Long term? Well, when they wrote this season and when we ended it, we all figured we were getting one more season. So it ends in a certain way that, sure, this puts an ending to this chapter, but the way it ends, this could easily have gone on a few more seasons.

I think there are more worlds to explore that could be interesting for us to see play out. But I think that this was a reimagining of an original Roswell series years past. So those that love it, who knows? Maybe down the road, there'll be another version of this story to be told, but I'm thankful for everybody tuning into this one.

Yes, and the last question for me here. As you're near the end, can you describe the rest of the season in a few words or maybe even a sentence?

Ooh, tease the rest of the season. Let's see. Yeah, all the words that are coming to mind are very spoilery, but let's see, let's see, let's see. Hold on. Oh, okay. Oh, no, I'm trying to be clever here. I'm trying to be good. I want to give something click-worthy-

Yes, a sound byte.

My mind's racing, my mind's racing. Okay, hold on. It's coming to me a little bit in my head right now. Okay, I'm going to go with the last episodes of Roswell will give you our version of the Upside Down.

Ooh, okay.

How's that? How's that?

Honestly, I don't know what to feel about that.

Do we know what the Upside Down is?

Yes!

Okay, so we're talking Stranger Things, right? Stranger Things have things that could be bad, a bad place, but they go to a different world, a different dimension, a different place.

So what would that look like in Roswell with people maybe visiting a different place, a different version of something? I don't know. Maybe you'll watch, and then that'll make zero sense, and you'll be like, "Michael's way off. I don't know why the hell he said. It makes zero sense."

Or maybe it will make sense. I don't know. But that's what came to my mind right now, and I'm sticking with it.

No, I love it. I've been calling it The Underground, and I'm like, I want to call it the Upside Down.

Yeah! There you go, yeah.

#michael trevino #rnm cast interviews #rnm 4x09 #rnm spoilers #kybel

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lcveruind · 2 years ago

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[ ana de armas | cisfemale | she/her | thirty ] —— welcome to grimrose, CAMILIA PÉREZ. it’s cool that you’re here, you know. haven’t you heard of the history of this place… anyway, how’s being a NEWCOMER who has been in town for ONE YEAR, especially since you spend most of your days as an EDITOR & JOURNALIST AT GRIMROSE POST? also, not that it’s a bad thing, of course, but i’ve heard people say you can be a little REPRESSED more than you are ALLOCENTRIC but that’s just coming from people who are bored here, i promise. to me, you remind me of BITTERSWEET SYMPHONY by THE VERVE and a worn out beanie, ink stained fingernails with coffee stained sleeves, dark circles and a heavy heart, a corner full of stacked journals, nostalgia everytime she sees her now daughter, hope to see you around, MILA.

full name: camilia pérez

age: thirty

dob: april 2nd

place of birth: roswell, new mexico

current location: grimrose, new hampshire

gender: cis-female

sexuality: bisexual

pronouns: she/her

religion: it’s complicated

occupation: editor journalist at grimrose post

finances: comfortable

spoken languages: english can read spanish

pinterest & connections

& the story so far

Raised by a single-father because her mother left them when she was only 5. Camilia’s father was always the hardest worker in the room and instilled the sense that hard work means everything into young camilia’s brain.

She learned rather quickly how to take care of herself due to the long hours her father worked, and spent most of her time studying or her nose in books to get her out of her town. Her father constantly telling her she needed to do better than what he did.

Got a full ride scholarship to a college in chicago and milia had her bags packed and was out of new mexico faster than you could blink.

In college she finally felt like she was on the right track to being who she was meant to be especially when she met winnie. The girl was quite literally camilia’s better half and without her mila had no idea where she’d be. Winnie got her out of her head and brought her into the world, taught her to look at life through ‘the glass is half-full’ glasses.

Through winnie mila met danny and jesse and while winnie & danny’s attempts at trying to match the latter and her up didn’t work they were like a family and that was enough for mila besides relationships definitely scared the girl.

After graduating, Mila immediately took a job in Chicago as an investigative journalist. She stayed for a year before moving toNew York to work at New York Times. Her life was solely her work until winnie called to tell her she was expecting. Over the moon for her friends she couldn’t have been happier. promising that she’d always be there for her friend's child, and after meeting little iris camilia knew she hadn’t lied.

TRIGGER WARNING: DEATH Life was going great and then the dreaded call came that her best friends had passed. Her whole world changed overnight. Resigning from the times and packing her bags to move to grimrose, new hampshire to be a parent. Camilia picked up a job at the local newspaper and while it wasn’t as fancy as her old job it’s slow and steady which is maybe what she needs.

other facts !

super career motivated, but is trying really hard to take a step back and not let it consume her world.

She comes off stoic but wears her heart on her sleeve.

definitely a big pessimist at heart even if she’s currently a ‘glass half-full’ person.

Hasn’t actually begun to grieve her friend's death & is throwing all of her focus into iris so she is definitely overdo for a big cry.

Was obsessed with ufo’s and aliens when she was younger because of where she grew up.

will be your biggest cheerleader if you need one.

Has always dreamed of being an author & has a novel in the works, but is terrified of actually publishing it.

the idea of having a family terrified her, but now that she's doing it she's still mortified that she will screw it all up.

camilia volunteers at the animal shelter to get her daily dose of serotonin and is very very tempted to adopt a kitten.

burns water, absolutely cannot cook to save her life so anytime she hosts she orders food beforehand. no one’s caught on to her act.

#grimrosehqs.intro #this is late & might be slightly incoherent so i apologize #tw;death mention #tw;death #intro

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andrea-lyn · 3 years ago

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The Recs (Less Travelled)

I’m excited to bring you the first installment of my ‘roads less travelled’ recs! I will be doing another round of this, probably once the Ted Lasso fic tag hits about 25 pages, and then I’ll also grab a couple more fandoms to collect in there!

The Rules:

Each fandom/pairing was sorted on Archive of Our Own by completed works. Anything recced here was not in the first ten pages when sorted by kudos at the time of reccing. There may be some more well-known authors on this list, but the specific fics I’ve picked are ones that didn’t crack that top ten or just didn’t get much traction and I think deserve it, so hopefully I have also balanced it out with other under the radar (and still great!) works. As ever, I have a pinned post of my other recs (none have been duplicated from there), so you can also check those out! Under the cut you’ll find 10 recs in each fandom for:

Raven Cycle

Roswell New Mexico

The Old Guard

Inception

Star Trek (mainly Kirk/McCoy)

The Raven Cycle

savor all the little pieces by littlelionvanz

“Since when do you garden?”

Ronan snorted, “Since I grew up on a fucking farm, genius. Jesus who gave you permission to pursue higher education.”

the old grip of the familiar by littleseal

"There is a single black feather and a printed out picture of Gansey, Blue and Cheng standing in front of some fucking monument Ronan didn’t care enough to remember the name of. Gansey sent it to Ronan’s phone some time ago, but it sat in his messages until Adam picked it up and grinned at it so hard that, one afternoon later, Ronan cursed and kicked and glared his old printer back to life in order to print it out.

Fuck, he thinks, I’m in love with a hoarder."

Adam collects things. Ronan is in love with him.

No Sweeter Innocence Than Our Gentle Sin by gansey_is_our_king

Ronan Lynch has wanted to kiss Adam Parrish for a long time.

(alternately titled: four times that Ronan could have kissed Adam)

Cheers to Another Seven Years! by skyermirth

Adam left Henrietta for Harvard and never returned. Now, seven years has passed, and an unexpected work assignment has brought him back to a place and people he hardly recognizes.

Row, row, row your boat by emmerrr

“What. Why are you smiling at me,” he says suspiciously.

Adam shrugs. “You’re cute.”

“I’m not cute, I’m terrifying.”

“Terrifyingly cute,” Adam says.

and now the world is ours to take / and every single move is ours to make by thatlittleblackcat

"Adam was the scientist, Ronan was the data, and Orphan Girl was the key that explained the strange outliers that Ronan presented, his previously unexplainable actions."

Adam sorts out his feelings, Ronan helps him, Gansey is the number one dad friend, Blue is the number one mom friend and Henry tries to make Ronan smile. Otherwise known as the story of how Orphan Girl became Opal.

All These Things You Make Me Feel by SilverOpals394

It was late. Adam could feel the long day catching up to him as he left Boyd’s, all his energy exhausted. When he started his car, the tape deck whirred to life once more. He sighed and raised his hand to turn it off, but before he did a soft melody began to play.

AU in which the mixtape Ronan made for Adam only plays the murder squash song until Adam realizes he's in love with Ronan, too.

Ways to Communicate by Jalules

Blue Sargent reflects on an early memory (and gets busy with her boyfriends.)

(The two things are related, trust me.)

Hold Me Closer, I'm Safe in Your Arms by actuallyronanlynch

“You wanna tell me why I had to hear from Henry Cheng that my boyfriend was at the hospital?” Adam hissed, though his voice wasn’t as acidic as it could’ve been. Ronan took small victories where he could.

“You don’t have a cellphone,” Ronan pointed out flatly. “It’s not like I could’ve gotten a hold of you.”

arts and crafts and the inevitability of death by sunshineinthestorm

Adam comes to the public library in search of a study spot, not a boyfriend.

But it must be his lucky day—because he ends up with a bit of both.

Roswell New Mexico

a conversation between insignificant others by Bellakitse

“Hey…have you noticed that our boyfriends are madly in love with each other?"

“You noticed that too, huh,” she answers dryly, letting out a huff of reluctant amusement.

***

Forrest and Maria share a drink and a conversation and start a friendship.

Own Personal Hell by BeStillMySlashyHeart

Now that Isobel's getting the hang of her telekinesis, Michael decides to test out his telepathic abilities. It backfires. Badly. Now Michael's trapped inside his own mind and only one person can break him out.

Drop the Hammer by brightloveee

Max makes a new friend at the shooting range, who turns out to be even more bad-ass than he expected.

(Takes place mid-S1)

Boys Like You by forgadgetsandgizmos

Curly, dirty blond hair (the mere description ‘curly’ felt like an injustice) twisted in every direction off his head, a sharp contrast with the scruff darkening his strong jawline and scowl-ridden face.

Alex made a mental note to compliment Maria on her excellent taste in men.

—

Or, Alex has coffee with Maria's one-night stand, a man who he definitely does not have a crush on.

let's exchange the experience by lostin_space

Michael decides they need to quarantine.

Michael floods Alex with love and care over and over and over.

This Is Hardcore by Anonymous

Michael makes a proposal. Alex accepts. Michael wonders what the hell he’s gotten himself into.

i don't know what to think (but i think of supernovas) by Milzilla

michael discovers that the console can talk. then, he discovers it can do far more than that.

iridescence on skin by Lire_Casander

In a world where (almost) everyone has a tattoo on their right wrist with one set of coordinates that point to the place where their soulmate is born, Alex thought he wouldn't be any different. He couldn't be more mistaken.

He has two.

The Real Thing by elliebird

Max checks on Michael the morning after Michael saves Max’s ass from Wyatt Long and his dumbass buddies. He sees more than he’s supposed to.

Written for a Tumblr anon who one of their friends walking in on them or anyone of them finding out about Michael and Alex in an interesting way

Sundering by romancandles

“You know it was just an Air Force balloon, right?” says Alex.

Michael smirks. “That’s what they want you to think,” he says, with a wink.

The Old Guard

Peer Reviewed by ishandahalf

[From:] Journal of Medieval Studies ([email protected])

[Subject:] Ad-hoc note from the editor

I have noticed an uncommon level of animosity in your responses to your reviewers (or rather, one reviewer in particular). I am writing to ask if you would please do your best to keep your interactions civil. In fairness, I have also sent a similar request to the reviewer you seem to have this friction with. I trust you will both try and remain more professional in the future.

Again, thank you for submitting your work to this journal.

Sincerely,

James Copley, PhD

Editor-in-Chief

Journal of Medieval Studies

An (accidental) academic epistolary romance as (inadvertently) documented via a (theoretically) rigorously blinded peer review process.[citation needed]

third for a word and the song keeps going Macremae

It was honestly shaping up to be a pretty uneventful year before the Vatican got on Nicky’s bad side.

Or: three times in 2008 that the team genuinely thought about killing Nicky if only to get him to shut up about the changes to the Catholic English Mass and his unrelenting opinions on them, and one time Nile did.

Apex Predators In Island Ecosystems (Freeman et al., in press) by Sixthlight

Palaeobotany PhD student Nile Freeman and her supervisor Joe al-Kaysani are invited to billionaire Stephen Merrick’s new project – a theme park full of cloned dinosaurs. What could possibly go wrong?

This Rough Magic by Marivan

When Joe came to Scotland to study the sea, he did not expect to also encounter a beautiful man claiming that A. he’s a selkie and B. they’re married because Joe picked up his scarf.

It sounds like a fairy tale and that’s a problem. Because Joe’s a scientist. And selkies don’t exist.

Wars for the broken by Yuliares

Five years into his exile, Booker is joined by a companion he never expected to meet. Together, they try to work on healing.

Sometimes they go down to the sewers just so she can scream and scream. “I like to hear it echo,” she explains. “Underwater, you can’t hear anything. Here, at least I can be heard.”

“I don’t feel like a warrior anymore,” she tells him, throwing bread crumbs at pigeons. “I feel broken.”

“You’re still a warrior,” he says roughly. “This is still fighting.”

a good (eighth) impression by deanniker

Over the next few months, Joe runs into Nicky every so often at the farmer’s market. Some weekends Nicky doesn’t make it, because of his work schedule - Joe doesn’t understand it because he doesn’t ask, though he does start to recognize when one of those missing weekends is coming up because Nicky will stock up on things with longer shelf-life. When they do run into each other, they make small talk and move through the stalls together.

Joe doesn’t mention it to Lykon when he stops by, because it is kind of weird, that Lykon’s ex-boyfriend texts Joe things like - If you’re here, the apples look particularly good this week and thank you for that recipe, I did not know what I was going to do with that much couscous

Or,

Joe wouldn't usually consider starting anything with his best friend's ex, but as long as they keep it casual, it shouldn't be weird... right?

get back to where you once belonged by tenderjock

Nile takes a sip of her cappuccino and closes her eyes.

(Booker and Nile get that coffee. Life happens, along the way.)

a house; a home by mehm

“Is this a kidnapping?” Joe asks as Nicky checks both their seat belts. “Like, I don’t mind. It’s just not quite what I expected for my birthday.”

In which Joe gets a birthday surprise, because that’s the stuff you have time for when you and the love of your life become mortal at the same time.

the ties that bind by damaskrose

“There’s a story I heard many times,” Andy begins, “in the Mediterranean. Threads of fate and three sisters. One to spin, one to measure, and one to cut.”

Clutter And Croutons by flawedamythyst

Joe and Nicky have an argument, and then Nicky talks to Nile about what it really means to be in a relationship for 900 years.

Inception

My Big Fat Slightly Annoying Wedding by jibrailis

Arthur and Eames elope for ~tax reasons. Certain people in their lives are not happy at the lack of a wedding.

Remember Sydney by pathera

When Eames shambles into the safe house outside of London, he finds a red light blinking on the phone.

For the inception_kink prompt:

Arthur is on a plane which is about to crash. No way anyone is going to survive. Instead of panicking he calmly calls the team's office and gets the answering machine. He hangs up before the plane crashes.

Give me Arthur's last message to the team.

(TW: Character Death / Angst)

Of Such Deceitfulness and Suavity by delires

In which emotions manifest themselves in unusual ways.

YO, K2tog (it's like a code) by lazulisong

“Oh my God,” moans Arthur. “I’ve paid less for Somnacin. Good Somnacin.” A horrible thought strikes him. “How much is the yarn --”

“I want you to have an unguarded reaction,” Eames tells him, and pulls him up from the floor.

(They run an extraction on a knitter.)

hit the ground running by orphan_account

"I travelled halfway around the world for you. I dealt with the French for you."

Valley by wldnst

It's an old story: a knight, a prince, a kingdom in peril.

If This Is Rain Let It Fall On Me and Drown Me by Brangwen

We used to be so brave, Eames thought. Of the two of them, Arthur had always been the more fearless.

a gentle familiarity by jollypuppet

Two weeks later, Eames is on his doorstep with bad Italian takeout and a grin, and Arthur tells him he can sleep on the couch.

Your Crisis Cannot Be Completed As Dialed by sevenimpossiblethings

Arthur doesn't do snow, Ariadne is determined to be as Midwestern as possible, and blizzards make cell phone service unreliable.

Let’s Say I Do (I Do) by xsilverdreamsx

There were, perhaps some things worse that this, Arthur thinks, as he glares at the letter in his hand with his name printed clearly in bold ink, indicating his presence in two weeks for his esteemed marriage to one William H. Eames, III, at St. Catherine's Church in London, England.

Star Trek (predominantly Kirk/McCoy)

Show the World That Something Good Can Work by knune

Leonard McCoy is a doctor, not a personal assistant, and maybe that's why he can't stand working for Jim Kirk.

It's in the little things by winterover

Bones is bemused by a persistent secret admirer.

"Wedding" Away with It by pendrogon

One morning, Bones wakes up and he's single. By the same afternoon, he's married to Jim Kirk for Arbitrary Fic Reasons(TM).

How Long Will You Stay (For Your Whole Life) by withthepilot

Jim Kirk, deputy director of the Enterprise parks and recreation department, sees all of his hard work fall to pieces when budget specialist Leonard McCoy arrives from the state capital to cut Jim's budget and threaten the livelihoods of his colleagues. But thanks to a major parks project, Leonard finds a place in the department, as well as in Jim's life—and when all is said and done, Jim doesn't want him to leave.

All-Time Favorite by mardia

What to do when your best friend suddenly starts making new friends.

Joy Ride by Cards_Slash

While running for their lives from an alien species Kirk had accidentally enraged, they come across a car. And well, if you were to come across a car while being chased by aliens that wanted you dead, and you possessed some lingering knowledge of how to drive a car similar to said car, you would have decided to drive it toward the nearest cliff too.

Also a gunfight.

Syncytia by epistolic

He’d signed up for Starfleet on an impulse, but Starfleet meant James Tiberius Kirk: the first – and second, and third, and fourth – big mistake of Leonard McCoy’s life.

Renovation by canistakahari

Jim has a whammy put on him by an alien death ray and he suddenly craves domesticity. He's crazy with longing to shop at space!Ikea and get potted bamboo and he starts looking into adopting AND HE HATES HIMSELF AND CANNOT CONTROL THE SHIT. Luckily, McCoy is drunk all the time and plays house.

17:08 by butterflycell

She'd watched the news holos with a sick feeling, searching for information that was completely obvious in its absence. Amidst the reports of the the Enterprise's miraculous recovery and the damages sustained, there had been next to nothing about the crew or her captain. Jim had been mentioned only in passing, his name shied away from as his first officer limited interaction to the bare essentials.

The Honey of Hybla by shrift

"Bones, prepare to be my date."

#recs #fic recs #recs project #star trek recs #inception recs #the raven cycle recs #the old guard recs #roswell new mexico recs

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zerogate · 3 years ago

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The strangest irony of the Roswell affair is that the US military’s clumsy response did much to encourage the perception, in the minds of a substantial portion of the American public, that there was indeed some kind of cover-up. This is because the US Air Force has given four different explanations for what supposedly happened at Roswell in 1947. Officials definitely lied and covered up; the big question is, why?

What we do know is that Roswell ranch foreman Mac Brazel took army intelligence officers Major Jesse Marcel and his colleague Captain Sheridan Cavitt out to the crash site and Marcel came back clearly convinced that a flying disc of extra-terrestrial origin had crashed on the ranch. Marcel described a massive field of debris 1200 metres long and 60 to 90 metres wide. There was allegedly a gouge in the field that extended up to 150 metres long, which looked as if ‘something had touched down and skipped along’. Marcel later showed his family some of the strange debris, saying it was wreckage from a ‘flying saucer’. This included foil metal sheets that were as light as a feather yet incredibly strong and impervious to tearing. He also described light metal beams on which there was strange hieroglyphic writing.

[...]

Jesse Marcel did not speak up until 1978, but for eight years from 1978 until he died in 1986, he claimed he had been ordered to collude in a cover-up and dramatically alleged in multiple interviews that the real debris he brought with him that day from Roswell was substituted by General Ramey with wreckage from an old weather balloon, and that he actually believed what crashed at Roswell was extra-terrestrial.

Marcel, who left the Air Force Reserves as a decorated lieutenant colonel in 1958, said he was forced to pose for photographs with pieces of a weather balloon to debunk the flying disc crash story. In retirement, Marcel told the ‘real’ story to nuclear physicist and self-described flying saucer researcher Stanton Friedman.

[...]

There are an enormous number of unanswered questions behind the official response to Roswell that do raise suspicion. As the US Congress’s General Accounting Office discovered during its 1995 review of the incident’s paperwork, not a single document from the Roswell Army Airfield in the crash period survives; every bit of paper relating to this 1947 incident was destroyed with no apparent authorisation. Multiple alleged first-hand witnesses also suggest there was something very unusual about the debris recovered, including supposedly indestructible metal of an apparently highly advanced technology, clearly not just spy balloon wreckage. Colonel Blanchard even confided to his friend, the editor of the Roswell Morning Dispatch newspaper, that, ‘The stuff I saw, I’ve never seen anyplace else in my life.’

There is also the extraordinary deathbed affidavit of former US Army public information officer Lieutenant Walter Haut, who testified in 2002 that he was taken out to a hangar by Colonel Blanchard to view recovered child-sized bodies with abnormally large heads, lying under a tarpaulin at the base. In a statement released after his death, he alleged that Blanchard allowed him to see an apparent alien craft in a hangar ‘approx. 12 to 15 feet in length, not quite as wide, about 6 feet high and more of an egg shape. Lighting was poor, but its surface did appear metallic’. Haut said, ‘I am convinced that what I personally observed was some type of craft and its crew from outer space.’ Haut also alleged Blanchard’s press release was a ruse to divert public attention from the main recovery operation of the craft from a different site.

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As the Roswell story unfolded, a new breed of aggressive sceptics also surfaced, questioning the excessive credulity of those all too willing to believe in elaborate alien cover-up conspiracies. But suspicions linger about who was driving the agendas of one or two of the more vociferous sceptics. It was only revealed after his death that Harvard astronomer and self-described ‘UFO sceptic’ Donald Menzel had a clandestine association with the US National Security Agency, CIA and Navy (holding a top-secret-ultra clearance). It was a secret relationship he never disclosed, even to his university. Researcher Stanton Friedman has accused Menzel of being a deep-cover disinformation agent tasked to shut down UAP stories.

-- Ross Coulthart, In Plain Sight

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midgemoment · 2 years ago

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READ ALL ABOUT IT

ADAMANDI BY MELLIOT (MEL HORNYAK AND ELLIOT VALENTINE LEE)

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dizzyinglydaisy · 10 months ago

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Ask me some about the Scapegoats AU for Adamandi!

Everyone here is disabled, and also Roswell, Adrian, and Preston get arcs too bc autism

+@maedaze @woofberry @mountain-dew-tickledpink

#adamandi #beatrix campbell #vincent lin #quincy martin #ambrose bassford #portia harper #head editor roswell #adrian farthington #preston Montgomery #The Scapegoats/breathe but your choking

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bisexualalienss · 3 years ago

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I have a playlist for the malex handprint in my head at all times roswell nm editors please contact me <3

#to build a home #holding on and letting go #saturn #we might be dead by tomorrow

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greensparty · 4 years ago

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Talking with What Drives Us crew

In addition to Dave Grohl being known as one of the nicest guys in rock and one of the most hard-working (this year alone has seen the release of a new Foo Fighters album, a memoir book later in the year, a documentary film and a documentary mini-series), he is also slowly becoming a prolific filmmaker too. Beginning with Foo Fighters’ music video for “Monkey Wrench” in 1997, Grohl has directed several music videos for his band and he even directed Soundgarden’s video for “By Crooked Steps” too. Over the last decade, Grohl has made the leap to documentary director as well. 2013′s Sound City profiled the LA recording studio and went deeper to look at the human element in music and recording technology. I named the doc my #1 Doc of 2013 and my #6 of the 2010s. He followed that doc up in 2014 the HBO documentary series Foo Fighters Sonic Highways which showed the band recording a different song in 8 different cities as they explore the music and culture of each city. This past week, Grohl’s newest feature-length doc What Drives Us was released on Amazon’s The Coda Collection. The doc looks at the drive and ambition of musicians to get into a van and follow their rock and roll dreams. Grohl has a tremendous list of musician pals he interviewed including Ringo Starr, Steven Tyler, Brian Johnson, St. Vincent, Flea, Lars Ulrich, Slash, Duff McKagan, and too many more to name here.

Through Grohl’s Roswell Films (a subsidiary of Roswell Records) he has worked with several key collaborators on his documentaries. I was lucky enough to speak with his producers James A. Rota and John Ramsay as well as editor Dean Gonzalez via zoom about this terrific new doc. It was super fascinating to learn about Grohl’s creative process.

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Me: How exactly did this project come about and start?

James Rota: As always it begins with a very excited text from Dave [Grohl]. For example, when we made Sound City, that was really the first one, and as the story goes I was with him when we were moving the console out of the actual Sound City. We got this printout from the owner of Sound City of all the records that had been made there. It was about an inch thick document. And as [John] Ramsay can attest, you see the wheels turning in Dave’s head and then he goes “we should interview as many people on this list who recorded there and make some YouTube clips”. And I said “yeah that sounds cool, that’d be great. Go and interview Tom Petty, that’s awesome”. So we were walking around the parking lot and he says “we should make a movie of this”. I said to him “You don’t want to make a movie”. Knowing the commitment that had to be done, and he’s already a pretty committed guy. That guy doesn’t take no for an answer, so I was standing there wracking my brain, so I said “You’re serious about making a movie? We need to call my friend John Ramsay that I think you’ve met before.” John and I met when I was in 10th grade and he was in 9th grade back in New Jersey. I’ll put it this way, we’ve been putting up with each other for that long. John and I love music, we always have. And we just got really lucky that Dave wanted to make all this awesome stuff and put it out into the world. That’s how it happened.

John Ramsay: Yeah, specifically for this project: Dave owned this van, it was the original Foo Fighters tour van. They did their first tour in it 26 years ago. Then after they graduated to bigger touring vehicles, he sold the van to a mutual friend of all of ours, Brian Brown. Then Brian toured around the country in that van and then his brother was using the van for his construction business. Then all of a sudden the 25th anniversary of the Foo Fighters was coming around and Dave started talking about wanting to get that original van and re-do the original tour. The idea just kind of evolved over the last 5 years. So he bought the van back from our friend Brian Brown. Then he was like “I got my original tour van back”. Then the idea was they were going to bring the van all across the country and into the shows. Then, of course that whole tour got blown up. But we were in the midst of making this film to coincide with the tour and the release of the new record. So when the pandemic blew up the whole tour, we were like “well we still have this great movie”, so we dug in extra deep at that point and tortured poor Dean [Gonzalez] many more months than he was expecting. But it all kinda stemmed from the idea that Dave wanted to pay tribute to this vehicle. He’s talked about how a big part of why they are still a band is because they started out in this van and had those experiences together.

Rota and Ramsay on the set of Sonic Highways

Me: At this point you’ve done enough projects with Roswell Films and Dave Grohl, so did this documentary feel really organic and natural jumping right into it?

John: Yeah, for sure. Like Jim was saying before, Dave’s process is, he mainly communicates through text messages. So he’ll just be on a roll one day and boom, boom, boom, boom. Text after text after text, he’ll be like “I got this cool idea, I want to do this, do that”. His rolodex is pretty impressive, so he’ll just say “oh, I’m going to be interviewing Ringo Starr for this thing in Rolling Stone next week. Get a camera crew together and let’s interview him about touring with The Beatles in the early days.” And that was our first interview. And from there it was just reaching out and he knows everybody and everybody knows him. And the calls them up and just says “Hey, I want to talk to you about when you were a baby band and just getting started. Let’s get together and talk”. And we’re off to the races. We’re always racing to keep up with his ideas.

Grohl is cruising in the van in What Drives Us

Me: The topic of this one was a little broader than Sound City, which was focused on the recording studio, or Sonic Highways, which was about the band recording in various cities. The topic of this one could’ve gone in any number of directions. Tell me about the structure.

Jim: I would say really fast - when we were doing that Ringo interview and Ringo told us that The Beatles fart in the van, that was the moment I knew we were making the right movie. What I mean by that is that - the great thing about working with Dave is that its rare that you have a peer interviewing a peer. In other words, if Jim Rota and John Ramsay sat down with Ringo Starr, it’s a very different conversation than if Dave Grohl sits down with him, for obvious reasons. But that brings a lot of the passion and the vibe to a lot of these projects.

John: I do feel like a lot of walls get taken down with these big talent, just because they’re speaking to a peer.

Jim: I think Dean can speak to that the best because he sifted through all the talking.

Dean Gonzalez: Yeah, I mean all of the conversations were so great. I think the first week, he brought [AC/DC’s] Brian Johnson into the office and they were doing the interview. That alone is mind-blowing. And I was very upset because I came in the day after he had interviewed Dave Lombardo [of Slayer]. But yeah, I feel like everyone across the board connected with his inquiries about being in a band. Everyone loves that they come from that world. Everyone was so incredible and so gracious with their time. Everything that they said was so heartfelt. Its a part of their history that not everyone might know and that’s what Dave really wanted to show.

Jim: My favorite interview of all of them was the Steven Tyler interview, because it was like following a ribbon in the sky. You had to pay attention to know what the fuck he was talking about. Listening to that guy’s brain, I could do that for like 100 hours. Then he sang “Back in the Saddle” in Steven Tyler voice in the van. He was doing an interview voice and answering questions and then suddenly his voice changed and he sang “Back in the Saddle”.

Dave has lived a pretty substantial life. And every time that we get in the room with someone like The Edge or Brian Johnson, they are legendary artists and Dave’s vibe is that he is equally shocked that we are getting to do this as we are.

Dean: And even after every interview, instead of just ending “hey thank you for your time” even after we stopped rolling, he’d spend an extra 20 minutes just talking to them. About anything - their kids, family. He would continue because they are friends. I think that’s what really comes across is that its a common connection that they share.

Me: One of the things I really liked was that there was a a real variety to the interview subjects. It wasn’t just U.S. bands from the 90s, it was artists of all different locations and time periods. Was there anyone who he wanted to get and for one reason or another couldn’t get them to be interviewed for this documentary?

John: I’m trying to think if there was anyone we chased and didn’t get? I mean its such a treat working with Dave because he has such access to everybody. [Pause] I think we might’ve gotten to everybody we wanted to.

Jim: At this point, not to sound like an asshole, but if you’re an artist and you’ve seen Sound City and Sonic Highways, you’re probably thinking “that seems like some quality shit, so I’ll do the interview.” Dave has a reputation for setting up an environment where people can come in and talk and feel comfortable. Like John said, that’s the magic of working with Dave. You know, when Tom Petty doesn’t call you back for Sound City, Dave sends an email. Again, they’re all peers.

editor Dean Gonzalez

Me: Dean, I wanted to ask you because you were the editor on Pearl Jam: Let’s Play Two (which I reviewed in 2017). Can you contrast the experience of editing What Drives Us, which wasn’t just about Foo Fighters but several musicians, to editing Pearl Jam’s concert doc about playing Wrigley Field?

Dean: Yeah, that was a completely different animal. It was 2 nights at Wrigley Field that Pearl Jam played. I never even met the band. I was at one of the shows. The band walked by me and Eddie [Vedder] kind of stared at me for a minute - he probably thought I was somebody - and then he went out onstage.

Jim: He probably thought you were Dave!

Dean: I think he did! [laughs] So it was completely different. We were asking the band what songs they wanted in the concert film. Basically Ed wrote back “whatever you want”. It was 2 nights, 3 hours, I think they did 64 songs. There was only a few duplications the next night. So I think we had a list of like 30. Me and [director] Danny Clinch just put together a list that was story vs. song of what we thought could work. That project was supposed to be 3 months. Actually kind of like this film! [laughs] 3 months turned into a year. Docs are always that way, but that was more of a concert film, and the reason it kept going longer is because the Chicago Cubs kept winning. No offense, but nobody expected the Cubs to keep winning. So once they did, we were like “Shit, we need to keep filming.” So we kept rolling out, Danny had to keep filming all of the World Series playoff events. And like I said, the band was gracious and just said “you guys pick whatever you want”. They gave Danny free reign. I think I actually cut 32 songs for that. But I think we only used something like 15.

So on this film [What Drives Us] I started with the interviews, whereas on that film I started with the concert. This one had a lot of archival stuff. With Pearl Jam it had some archival stuff, like Ed walking around Wrigley Field. But you know, it was 2 totally different things. I was actually editing out of Dave’s actual office. He converted his office so that I could edit out of, because he was working on another project From Cradle to Stage. And he was also finished the new record [Medicine at Midnight]. So he’d be working on the album, take a break and stop in on the guys working on From Cradle to Stage, then stop in and talk to me. As he is in the interviews with the icons he talks to, with me, he was like a kid in a candy store. He would just watch the footage and be like “Awww that’s so rad!” That was amazing, it was really fun! I think the first clip I showed Dave, it’s in the film it was the first time Foo Fighters ever played “My Hero”. I showed it to him and he knew instantly where it was and when it was. He was like “I know that shirt! I wore that shirt everyday!” He knows every aspect of his tour life. It really comes across, his enthusiasm. I think that’s why it really stands out, its not just like “here’s a bunch of questions”, he truly believes every word he says. And that’s what brings in other artists because they see his excitement and they’re all talking about living in a van, sleeping on people’s floors. That is a connection of the heart.

Jim: That’s what I like about this movie so much. This started out as this thing about getting in a van and having fun, to this follow-your-heart story. If you’re a person who has a dream and the rest of the world is telling you “you’re fucking nuts” then it’s always been a sign to me personally that that’s what I should do. The minute everyone tells me I’m being an idiot that’s when I know I’m doing the right thing. It hasn’t always worked out, but in a lot of instances it has. And I think that’s true for most people. That’s what I love about the movie the most. As you arrive in your golden years (or silver years), you want to tell young people to follow your dream. Because a lot of people my age didn’t get told that. I know so many talented people who just were never nurtured right to follow their dreams, and its depressing.

I think with everyone from Dave, to the band, to the management, to John and his company Therapy Studios to Dean (whose an amazing editor) and the entire crew, it’s just nice because everyone feels included in the process. That’s what I think makes our project special.

Me: John mentioned the upcoming mini-series From Cradle to Stage. What is everyone working on next, with Roswell Films or otherwise?

John: Honestly, we’ve been going so hard all through the pandemic, so I’m looking forward to a nice long nap. [laughs] I mean Dave always has ideas. He’s a never ending fountain of creativity. He’s sort of mentioned casually in conversation, maybe another feature-length doc. But he’s still kind of work shopping the idea in his own head. So I don’t think I want to spoil the surprise before he’s ready to talk about it. You know, he’s such a force of nature. He has to be creating all the time, whether its music, or film or TV. So I’m quite certain there will be more.

Jim: Since 2010, I’m going to tell you Eric, there hasn’t been a single moment where Dave hasn’t told us about the next project before we finish the current project. That is not a complaint, that’s fabulous. We have a few projects going with him at the moment, and then we all have other things. So I’m ready for some relaxation, but I’m also ready to fire it up if he called in an hour and said “let’s go interview”.

For info on What Drives Us: https://codacollection.co/films/what-drives-us

#what drives us #Dave Grohl #interview #james a. rota #john ramsay #dean gonzalez #documentary #filmmaking #music documentary #Foo Fighters #Pearl Jam #pearl jam: let's play two #sound city #foo fighters sonic highways #roswell films

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stayextrafrosty · 4 years ago

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I am Your Future, I am Your Past: Chapter 5

A Roswell New Mexico soulmates AU

Note: I know I said I would have an update for every day of Malex week but things happened. I was sick then my computer had issues that forced me to rewrite pretty much this entire chapter. The story is now going in a slightly different direction than originally planned but I hope you like it anyway!

Also please be gentle about misspellings and typos. I do the best I can with editing and don’t have an editor/beta.

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Michael tapped his fingers on the car door, nerves getting worse with every mile marker they passed. Alex was in the van with Forrest, following behind them. Max sighed.

“Look, if you’re just going to overthink it, why didn’t you just ride with Forrest as opposed to Alex?”

“Why would I care?”

“Then would you stop with that fidgeting?” He stopped the tapping and clenched his fists, nails biting into his palms. That wasn’t what he was nervous about. “Remember Alex feels the echo of your emotions.” Max was right. He needed to try and calm down.

The night sky became clearer as they got farther from the town. Max turned onto a dirt road. This was it. He scrolled through his contacts, calling Alex. It rang a few times before he picked up. He was usually faster at answering than that.

“You’re on speaker, what’s the plan?” Michael grinned at the professionalism.

“Well, unless they’ve been cut down, there’s a group of trees on the edge of the property. We’re going to stop there then walk the rest of the way. Forrest, we’re going to need that thermal imaging you were talking about. Alex, make sure you have the vest on. Don’t need anyone in the hospital tonight.”

“Shouldn’t you or Max follow behind in the car in case we need a quick getaway,” Forrest asked? He looked over at Max. He hadn’t thought of that.

“I’ll follow behind,” Max said.

“Right so, Forrest, you said you’d offer up Alex. I’ll sneak off to the side of the barn and try to get the jump on them from behind,” he continued.

“And what if this person has back-up or military training like we think,” Alex asked?

“We all have weapons. Someone will have a clear shot. And I’m not exactly easy to take down like you imply, private.” Silence followed. He cursed in his head. The nickname might have been too much.

“Fine. Everyone stay safe. Like you said earlier, don’t need anyone going to the hospital.” He didn’t hang up, in case something changed in the next two minutes of driving.

He could see the lights on top of the barn. Pointing off to the side, the group of trees still stood tall. He wondered if Alex remembered all the time they spent under those trees when it got too hot to do anything else.

But he couldn’t think of that right now. He had to focus on keeping him safe, and by extension, himself. Even if he took on the injuries, that didn’t mean he didn’t feel the temporary pain. Michael’s stomach turned at the though of anything hurting him that way.

Max parked the car as the van pulled up next to them. He hopped out, moving to the back to help with anything that needed setup. Forrest unlocked the doors before joining him. Michael stood for a moment in awe of the amount of technology and firepower that was packed into the van.

“Grab that pistol for me,” he said, pointing to a case with a few different handheld guns. Unclipping the gun, he grabbed it by the barrel before handing it over.

“Mind if I borrow that,” Michael asked, nodding to a revolver. Forrest grinned and waved his head, signaling he could take whatever. Alex came around back pulling his button-down off. Michael averted his eyes. He wasn’t sure if he wouldn’t stare. Better to not let himself look at all.

But Alex reached past him, brushing against his arm and shoulder to grab the bulletproof vest. He managed to control his breathing. Was he doing this on purpose?

Back at his house, Alex had called him out. But he wasn’t lying. Everything he said was true. Relationships were complicated now. Whatever Alex felt, it wasn’t him lying. He racked his brain, trying to think of what it could possibly mean. He had told him that it works both ways, but Alex had been nothing but honest since he’d gotten back.

“Hey Manes, need help?” Forrest moved over to where Alex was. Michael forced himself not to look over.

Michael slipped extra ammo into his pocket, on the off chance he missed his shots and needed it. He needed this to be over fast. Because if this really was another trial, he wasn’t sure he could afford another hospital visit. His arm was already complaining about the extra work. But he needed everyone to believe he was fine. It was the only way he could protect Alex.

Forrest returned, grabbing something that looked like a tablet, though it was much bulkier and some wires poked out in places. He flipped a switch and the thing beeped to life. He tapped a few buttons and the screen turned blue. Turning toward him, he moved the tablet up and down, like he was scanning him.

“Alright, the thermal camera is ready to go.” He walked over to where Max stood by his car, readying his own weapons. Michael shut the doors of the van, glancing at Alex who leaned against the tree, watching him. He moved over to stand in front of him, just out of arms reach.

“You be careful. Understand?” Michael chuckled and shook his head.

“I think I’m supposed to be saying that to you,” he retorted.

“I know your arm isn’t healed. But you’re refusing to give it time,” he scolded.

“Unfortunately, time isn’t a luxury we have right now. You wanted to go in as bait. We need the element of surprise which we don’t know if we have or not. Best to get this done and hope we take the asshole alive for questioning.”

Alex looked away toward the illuminated barn. He ran a hand through his hair, not having a comeback. Michael looked at the ground, moving a rock with his foot.

“Guess this isn’t the place it used to be,” Alex said softly. He almost didn’t hear it. He let himself grin, but only for a second.

“Hey, the memories are still good.” Alex smiled, glancing at him.

“Hey, we’re going to move in. Let’s go!” Max called over to them. Alex pushed himself off the tree, his shirt stretched across the vest.

Michael grabbed his arm as he brushed past, forcing him to stop. The feel of his skin under his fingers sent electricity through him.

“I will protect you. I’d sooner die than let anything happen to you.” Alex didn’t say anything in return. He let his hand fall, running down his arm and pausing at his palm. He wanted to take his hand, but it wasn’t his to take anymore.

He felt Alex’s fingers wrap loosely around his momentarily. Then he was gone.

Alex walked beside Forrest, Michael slightly behind and quickly veering off to the right. Max was following behind in the car thought he couldn’t get close without being spotted by the floodlights surrounding the entrance of the barn.

He looked around, not seeing any people. There was an old tractor parked off to the side but otherwise, there were no cars either. Unless they were parked somewhere out of sight.

“What are you thinking, Manes,” Forrest asked quietly.

“Something feels off,” he said hesitantly. He let a hand rest on the gun at his hip.

“Do you want to pull back?” Alex shook his head.

“It’s not ‘off’ in that sense. Just that I feel like no matter how prepared we are, we will never expect what’s coming out of that barn.”

They continued up to the front area. Max had stopped a while back. Alex glanced behind him and could just barely see the outline of the black vehicle. They slowed their pace as the details of the barn came into focus. He had lost sight of Michael, though he guessed he was moving behind the tractor.

“You ready,” he asked, holding out handcuffs? He nodded placing his hands behind him. He left them loose enough that he could escape if the need arose. Alex’s nerves still kicked into high gear at the idea of being restrained. They walked further, into the full view of the lights.

“Hey! Whoever’s here, we have him! Now come out and we can make a deal!” Forrest held him firmly, but it was more like he was providing stability than handing him off to some sick terrorist.

They walked toward the large doors, noticing they were cracked open. No one had shot at them yet. Alex looked around but saw nothing. It was almost silent except for the hum of the lights and crickets. His shoulders relaxed as Forrest released him. He waved his hand and Michael stepped out of the shadow of the barn.

“You know of any other cattle ranch on the edge of town,” Forrest asked him? He shook his head.

“The rest are still in use. This hasn’t been active in years,” Michael said, worried. “I’ll check out inside.” Before Alex had time to turn down the idea, he was looking through cracks in the door, pulling it open as quietly as he could.

He slipped in the doors as Forrest released him from the handcuffs. The two of them shared a look.

Then the shooting started.

Alex didn’t hesitate when he stormed through the doors. Even Forrest yelling for him to stop didn’t process. Michael was in danger. He needed to save him.

He scanned for cover, jumping behind a rusted horse trailer. He looked through the slots. He needed to see Michael. Needed to know he was ok.

Bullets ricochet off the trailer, forcing Alex to duck for cover. He yanked his gun out of its holster, taking aim at the figures in the rafters.

Wood exploded behind him. He would not back down. He would not let them hurt Michael.

He fired off three shots. All he could see was the figure he was aiming at. Who they were didn’t matter. They attacked first.

One fell from where they had been crouched. Bullet hitting them in the leg.

Another had a barrel pointed at his head. He fired first.

And the last one wasn’t focused on him. He followed their line of sight. Michael was unconscious on the ground. Bleeding from the injury he had received from him a few days ago. Alex fired. No one was going to hurt him.

“Manes!” Forrest called as he stormed through the door, Max right behind him. More gunfire rattled the old barn. He army crawled toward Michael. He had to move him. Get him out of the range of fire.

He looked around, determining none of the other shooters were focused on him. He jumped out from cover, stumbling and falling onto Michael’s chest. He groaned and coughed from his weight.

“Guerin come on. Wake up!” he maneuvered around to grab under his arms, pulling him behind a pillar. Wood exploded again and he cursed. They had noticed him. His arm wasn’t bleeding heavily but it was enough to be concerning.

“Damnit.” Alex nearly dropped him when he heard his voice. He pushed himself to keep moving until they were behind the trailer again. “Well my arm hurts like a bitch. And just about every other part of me,” he said trying to sit up from where Alex had laid him.

“Please just shut up and don’t move,” he begged. He rested a hand against Michael’s face, brushing a loose curl out of the way. “I’ll be back.”

He stood as fast as he could, rushing to join Forrest and Max. Whatever plan they had was thrown out the window. Now there was only damage control.

Max and Forrest stood back to back, working their way through the shooters. No one jumped out as a leader but that didn’t mean they weren’t around.

Suddenly, all the firing stopped. Alex couldn’t move. He tried to turn his head, but it was as if the whole space had been filled with jell-o. Things moved at a fraction of the speed they should have. No one seemed to notice but him.

A black figure threw Forrest and Max to the ground, removing the weapons from their hands. Then all the shooters were gathered in a pile, tied and unconscious. Alex could hardly register what was happening. Nothing moved like it was supposed to.

Suddenly he stared at the ceiling, black creeped in around the corners of his vision. He didn’t feel his weapon. He couldn’t feel anything. He felt weightless.

“Alex. I’m sorry.”

Then nothing.

Everything was white. Sometimes a shadow passed over him, but he was never quick enough to see what it was. Alex lifted a hand to his chest, surprised to find he didn’t have a shirt on. He looked down, praying this wasn’t a “wake up in school naked” dream.

He wore pants but something was different. He could feel his leg. He crouched down, finding it fulling intact.

“Alex!” A voice in the distance. He jerked his head up, searching for the source. He needed to find them.

“Where are you,” he called back?

He ran in the direction of the echoes. His thighs burned as he pushed himself harder than he had in months. He didn’t even know what he was running toward. Just that his heart and every other part of his body told him he needed whoever the owner of that voice was.

Michael called again and again. Nothing but white extended for miles. Maybe forever. He walked in a random direction. He needed to find Alex. He was in danger. He wanted to turn around. His heart told him to turn around. But if he turned around, he would never find him.

He had to keep moving. Sitting and waiting did nothing.

“Alex!” He raised a hand over his heart where the mark was. Why couldn’t he feel him?

“Stop running!” Michael stumbled at the voice. That had to be Alex. From behind him?

He turned around slowly. A figure in the distance sprinted toward him. He stepped backwards. What if it wasn’t him? What if this person hurt him? What if he left again?

Michael planted his feet. He wouldn’t know unless he waited to find out. He wanted to run. But he didn’t know which direction called to him more. Towards the voice? Or away from it? The figure slowly got bigger.

Michael took a step forward.

Suddenly Alex was right in front of him, crashing into his arms. He grabbed at him, pulling him close and burying his face in his neck.

“Alex,” he whispered. It was the only word he could manage.

“I’m here. I’m here,” he whispered back, holding on just as tight.

When he finally got the courage to pull away, he stared at Alex. He was younger. Smudged eyeliner circled his eyes. He moved his hands to rest on his cheeks. His hand wasn’t smashed like it should be.

“It’s you. It’s always been you.”

She watched them both from a distance. Maybe she wouldn’t have to do more pushing after all. She was tired of these games. The others would punish her for meddling, but she needed to redeem herself. All those tragedies she caused. Her involvement in the prolonging of this curse was over.

The doppelgangers were always meant to be the end of it. But the gods refused to let go of their entertainment.

Those two had taken control of the dream she planted. They would find their way back to each other. They’ve known they belonged together since they first met. They can fight it all they want.

There was no fighting the cosmos.

Michael gasped awake, head spinning as he tried to look around the pale white and blue room. The stiffness in his body told him exactly where he was before his eyes had time to adjust completely. The itchy hospital gown hadn’t gotten any better than it was three days ago.

The sudden panting from the bed next to him made him jump. Alex sat up, hand over his chest, eyes wide. Michael would bet anything they just had the same dream. He could feel Alex’s heartbeat. He wondered if it was just a side effect from the dream that made it race.

He looked around slowly. Then his eyes met his.

He didn’t know what to say. Whatever happened in the dream was just that. A dream. The problem was that he felt like he was in full control.

“Did you… have that dream too,” Alex questioned. His voice shook, adrenaline still running high. Michael nodded. He went to sit up himself, but pain shot up his arm. His arm had been re-stitched and placed in another sling.

After Alex pulled him to safety, the rest of the night was a blur. He thought he was conscious but all he could remember were random colors and shapes. He moved again, slower as to not jerk his arm around.

“Do you remember what happened?” Alex ran a hand through his hair, eyebrows drawn together.

“Not really. Just that it was like everyone stopped moving, then I was in that dream. And now I’m here.” He looked around, then grabbed at his leg, feeling for his prosthetic.

“It felt real, didn’t it?” Alex looked back at him, not being able to hold his gaze for more than a few seconds. There was something about these dreams. Why were they so vivid? Though he understood why the former couples didn’t talk about their shared experiences, it made things harder to figure out.

“You kept running away,” he mumbled. “You called to me, then ran away. Why?”

“I don’t know. I thought I was looking for you.”

“You could feel me, Guerin. You didn’t have to look.” Michael looked away from him, resting his head on the pillow. He didn’t have an answer.

His eyes widened for a second, remembering the mark on his chest. He looked down, moving the hospital gown to the side. An empty spot where a petal used to be. But something wasn’t right. This wasn’t worse than being shot. Something happened.

“That was a trial,” Alex asked?

“I guess so. Didn’t feel like it.”

A quiet knock at the door made them both turn. It pushed open and Max poked his head in, seeming to check if they were awake. Seeing they were, he opened the door wide and Isabel followed behind him.

“Welcome back to the land of the living you two,” she said. Michael raised an eyebrow at her. “Oh, you both have been out for a couple days.” The way she said it sounded like she was telling them she had gone to the grocery store.

“A couple days,” Alex exclaimed?

“You kept calling for each other so we figured it’d be best to keep you away from others. Hence you’re in a room together.” Michael looked over at Alex to find him staring back. It lingered until a blush rose on Alex’s face.

“So why weren’t you knocked out like we were,” he asked? Max shrugged.

“It’s not clear. Forrest and I woke up to all the shooters tied up and you two pretty much writhing on the ground and calling for each other. Not often but it was startling, that’s for sure. I assume it has something to do with the curse. And what ever knocked you guys out had to do with it too. I noticed part of the mark faded.”

“What did you tell Forrest,” Alex asked?

“Just that you two were close. I couldn’t say much given my suspicions.” Michael wasn’t sure if the ache in his chest was him or Alex.

“Maria has been around. Cursing you out. Not that I blame her. You did run headfirst into danger without telling her,” Isabel said, crossing her arms. Michael sighed. He had tried to call her, but she must have been busy with either the Wild Pony or her mother. After they left, he had shut his phone off so it wouldn’t accidentally give him away. Not that it had mattered.

“So what happened with the shooters then? Was the person who wanted me with them?” Alex looked between the two of them. Max shook his head.

“No. But they were all from various divisions of the Military. Mostly Marines. They won’t talk and were all ‘following orders.’ They believed you were somehow a danger to the security of the country,” he said. Alex clenched his fists. His nose twitched, one of the few mannerisms he picked up from his father.

Michael watched as he processed the information. He was a good soldier. But if he was being accused of being a terrorist, he would be dishonorably discharged. Then the loss of his leg would have really been for nothing.

“So now that we’re up, can we just go? Or do they need to check vitals or something?” Michael wanted to figure out what was going on. He needed to question the soldiers himself.

“Oh no you don’t. You already tore your stiches once. You do not need to be getting into fights with highly trained marines,” Isabel scolded. He half laughed and shook his head.

“You know I’m amazed you and Maria don’t get along better. You sound just like her sometimes,” he teased. She rolled her eyes, a look of disgust passing over her features.

“She’s just too much. Look I get your whole thing about liking a strong woman but geez.”

“She is my best friend, can you two not talk about this here,” Alex said, face scrunched like he just ate something sour.

Isabel shrugged and left to get whatever doctor had been taking care of them. Max moved to the closet across from Alex’s bed. Opening the doors, he pulled out his prosthetic, placing it on the ground next to his bed.

“You should be fine to leave once the doctor gets back. It’s been cleaned. Dirt and blood had gotten on it.” Alex nodded.

“Thanks. Though I’m not super comfortable with people I don’t know touching it.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Forrest offered and I figured it would be ok. Won’t happen again.” He watched Alex’s face. A small smile snuck out but was gone as quickly as it appeared.

“Don’t worry about it. I trust him.” Michael had to look away. He trusted him? After knowing him for a day? He had to take a few deep breaths to not call out what a stupid decision that was.

A few short taps on the door called their attention. Kyle stood there, looking almost annoyed. Does this guy ever take a break? Michael wondered.

“We’ve got to stop meeting like this. The more you rip those stitches, the more we have to see of each other.” He walked past Michael to stand next to Alex.

“I’m just going to double check some stuff then I’ll let you go. Arm.” Kyle rolled up the sleeve of the hospital gown, wrapping his arm to measure what he assumed was his blood pressure.

Max came to stand by Michael, looking over his shoulder at the other two. Then he leaned in close, whispering.

“Forrest is asking questions. He only follows my orders so much. If he starts digging, who knows what he’ll find. Unlike Maria, he has resources.”

“Don’t tell me you think we should let him in on it,” Michael asked.

“It’s damage control at this point Michael. Either you or Alex needs to give him some version of the truth so he backs off.” Michael glanced over at Alex. He watched as he took deep breaths with Kyle listening through his stethoscope.

Max shot him a look and moved back towards the door. This was exactly what he didn’t want to happen. It was Max’s idea in the first place! And now he had to deal with the mess. Alex caught him staring. He looked away quickly, knowing full well that made it more obvious.

“Alright. Everything looks good. I don’t know what caused you to sleep for two days but you seem fine now. You should either go to your general practitioner to get some medication or if something feels wrong in the next week, just come back here and we’ll look into it.” Alex nodded.

“Thanks,” he said. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched Kyle smile at him. He disconnected the tubes from his arms before turning toward him. He slowly removed the sling from his arm, checking how the stitches were healing.

“Don’t strain it so much this time. Just let it heal. Read a book or something.” He moved to the other side of the bed. “Arm.” Michael offered up his left arm as Kyle went through the same steps as he did for Alex.

He looked over at him again. He sat on the side of the bed, leaning over to put his prosthetic on. Bits of skin peaked out from the hospital gown and he had to fight to not follow the path down. Not that he had time as Alex stood and moved to the closet to collect his clothes.

Michael hadn’t seen the full prosthetic yet. He considered that it was probably rude to stare but watching the way the muscles flexed just above where it attached made him sad. He wished he could have saved him, even though that was never possible.

Alex never complained about it. He was still strong and refused to just sit on the sidelines. He admired that, even if it made things more difficult than they needed to be sometimes.

Michael sat up, letting Kyle listen to his breathing as he moved past him to the bathroom to change. The door clicked shut almost quietly. He removed the stethoscope and began removing the tubes from his arms.

“Same story with you. If something feels—”

“Michael Guerin! You have some serious explaining to do,” Maria demanded, storming into the room. A frantic nurse and annoyed Isabel followed in behind. Kyle jumped at the interruption but he maintained a steady pace as he pulled out the needles.

“Deluca, I told you it’s not a good time. No one needs your overreaction right now,” Isabel said, trying to step between her and Michael

“Did I ask you, miss I’m-so-perfect? Butt out.” She pushed past her; Isabel’s mouth hung open in surprise.

“I’m sorry Dr. Valenti, she refused to wait,” the young nurse rushed out. Must have been new.

“Don’t worry about it. Let’s just give them their privacy.” He guided the nurse out of the room, shooting a worried glance back over his shoulder. Michael swung his legs over the side of the bed, stretching as much as he could with an arm in a sling.

“Look, Maria I will explain but can we not do this here. Please?”

“Why would you think it’s a good idea to do some solo mission that’s going to get both you and Alex killed? Please, explain the logic to me,” she scolded.

“I mean technically I would be the only one that would die,” he mumbled. Her eyebrows drew together.

“What are you talking about?”

“The curse. If Alex is hurt, I take on his injuries.” Michael was too tired to come up with any more explanations. Maria was silent. Isabel threw her hands up in exasperation and walked out of the room.

The door to the bathroom opened and Alex looked between the two of them, though he didn’t say anything. He tossed the gown on the bed he was using before standing next to Michael.

“And you two are just… ok with this,” she asked softly?

“I mean. That’s why it’s a curse. Neither of us are ‘ok’ with it,” Alex pointed out, glancing down at him.

Maybe he held his gaze for too long. Maybe it was the way his fingers ached to hold his hand. Maybe it was because he was ok with it, as long as Alex was safe. Maybe it was the way Maria had to clear her throat to get his attention.

“The thing is, you don’t have to worry about Alex. Because my first instinct will always be to protect him. At this point, my entire life is about him.”

He didn’t know why the words come out of his mouth, though not one of them was a lie. He couldn’t pick out the emotions that passed over her face when he said it. There was an echo of emotions coming from the boy next to him. He forced himself to keep his eyes on Maria.

Then she smiled.

“Well I’ll still help you find a way to break this stupid thing. Get dressed and let’s go!” She spun and walked out the door, leaving him and Alex in silence.

“Why’d you say that,” he asked quietly?

Michael didn’t have an answer for him. His heart fluttered and he lifted his hand up over the mark. These emotions were all him. All real. He couldn’t focus on anything but Alex. Forgetting him was never an option. His entire body wanted him. He knew the symptoms of withdrawal and addiction. And Alex was one hell of a drug.

“You’re the one habit… I just can’t seem to kick.”

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I Won’t Hesitate (For You) Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Do you have to (let it linger)?

In this chapter: We meet Isobel Bracken's brother a few years before the present. In the present, Jesse Manes is inadvertently helpful and Alex broadens his list of suspects.

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January, 1933

In the month that construction of the longest and tallest suspension bridge began in San Francisco, a small announcement appeared in the local New Mexican paper.

Oil Mogul Noah Bracken (33) and long-time girlfriend Isobel Evans (25) announce their engagement Noah Bracken, the youngest man ever to reach a net worth of $1 billion, and his long-time girlfriend, major event planner Isobel Evans, have today announced their engagement to this newspaper. “We are beyond happy and ask you to respect our privacy in this wonderful time,” the couple announced from their San Franciscan estate. “It will be the greatest event I’ll ever have planned,” adds the future Mrs Bracken with a wink. The editors of this newspaper wish them all the happiness in the world.

This news was not received well by everyone. The bride’s brother, for one. A recent addition to the sheriff’s department, he had read everything about the Rosa Ortecho case. 13 years later, the case was still cold as ice. He’d recognized the young immigrant that had been the one and only suspect back in the day as the man his twin sister was dating. But before he could reach out and warn his sister, she’d gotten engaged. Any objections he voiced now would make him sound like a possessive brother.

He tried to assuage himself; aside from the fight, there was absolutely no evidence that Noah Bracken had killed the Ortecho girl. And yet he couldn’t shake this feeling…

Max Evans threw the paper down on the table and put on his hat.

If his sister’s soon-to-be-husband was a dangerous killer, he was going to find out. And his sister would be kept out of danger, for as long as possible.

Present day, 21st of October, 1935

“Bring in Max Evans, please,” Alex requested of the young conductor they brought in from one of the other carriages. Alex could really only trust people who had not been on the Paris carriage, so he’d had his father bring over some staff from the other carriages.

Every time he looked at the conductor assigned to help him out, however, he was secretly disappointed it wasn’t Michael. This man was older, shorter and the uniform was not nearly as attractive on him as it was on Michael.

After their less-than-professional meeting in the luggage carriage, Michael had disappeared, only showing his face when people needed something. Alex was afraid he regretted the way the two of them lost control, especially with Jesse Manes crawling around.

So Alex threw himself into the case with more vigour. He didn’t want to think about Michael, because he was already discounting him as a subject on the basis of nothing, and that was dangerous. Personal feelings in his line of work was dangerous and led to murderers walking free.

Max entered the dining carriage. The man was almost inhumanly tall, Alex guessed about 6 feet, and was very muscular. Alex glanced at Kyle’s summary of the stab wounds; Max could’ve easily made the deeper, more smooth incisions. Only a person of great strength would’ve been able to make those. “You wanted to see me, Detective Manes?”

“Yes, please sit down. If you have you identification papers on you, please put them on the table.” Max placed his papers in front of Alex, and the latter inspected them closely. “Maxwell Evans, 27 years old. Current resident of Roswell, New Mexico?”

“Affirmative.”

“And where are you currently employed, Mr Evans?”

“The Sheriff’s department. For about two years now.”

“A fellow detective.” Alex smiled as he handed back the papers and wrote down the general information. “Then you know I’ll have to ask some questions, regardless of your guilt or innocence in this case.”

Max bowed his head. “I understand. You may ask your questions.”

“Where were you at around 3AM?”

“Asleep in my bunk.”

“Alone?”

Max flashed a smile. “Sadly, yes.” Not much of an alibi.

“What are you doing aboard this train, Mr Evans?”

“I was looking for some family. I lost touch with most of them after I moved to New Mexico early in my youth, and I was hoping to find some in Istanbul. Sadly, I haven’t found any.” Max gave another smile, but his eyes betrayed sadness. “Now I’m heading back Stateside.”

“Did you know Rosa Ortecho?”

Max Evans sat back, looking surprised. “Well, the murder happened in Roswell, so I heard about it when I first joined the department, but no, I did not know her personally. Why do you ask?”

Alex closed his book and sat back, studying Max Evans’ face closer. For some reason the features seemed familiar, though he couldn’t place it. He’d left Roswell years before, so he couldn’t have met him. And yet something in the back of his mind tried to draw his attention, remaining just out of reach. “There are signs this murder is connected to the Rosa Ortecho murder. It’s unclear how or why, but the evidence seems to support it.”

Max’ eyebrows shot upwards and sat back, whistling softly. “Wow. That’s intense. Well, I never knew about the murder until after I joined the force. I didn’t know Mr Bracken until I met him on this train tonight.”

For some reason, Alex felt deeply uncomfortable as Max said that. His leg started bouncing up and down and his stomach roiled. Max Evans was lying. But why and about what? “Alright, Mr Evans, that’s it for now. Please return to your cabin.”

“Wait.”

Both Max and Alex turned around to see Jesse Manes, who had been skulking in a corner, sit up straight and look intensely at Max. “What?” Alex asked, just barely civil.

“Mr. Evans, how do you know Isobel Bracken?”

Alex looked at Max just in time to see a flash of fear pass over his face. “Mr. Evans?”

“I don’t – ” he began, but Jesse Manes cut him off. “Alexander, you do know Isobel Bracken’s maiden name is Evans?”

Alex did not. He looked at Max Evans accusatorily. “Mr. Evans. The truth, please.”

Max put his head in his hands for a moment, then sat up straight. “Fine. Isobel is my twin sister.”

It clicked in Alex’s head immediately. The features were familiar because he looked a lot like Isobel. He chided himself on not putting it together himself. You call yourself observational? “Which makes Noah Bracken your brother-in-law.” Max nodded. “Why did you lie, Mr. Evans?”

“Because my connection to Isobel and Noah would make me a suspect!” Max ejaculated roughly, running his hands through his hair. “It’s common knowledge Noah and I did not get along, and I thought making sure I wasn’t a suspect would at least give Isobel some peace of mind. Her husband was just murdered, Mr. Manes.”

“I’m aware,” Alex said coolly, writing down the statement and underlining the connection Max had to the victim. It still didn’t make him the culprit, but as Max said, it did make him a suspect. “You said it was common knowledge that you did not get along with Noah Bracken?”

“Yeah, it was pretty widely reported. I’m surprised you didn’t see. A few months after my sister got married, I got wind of him hitting her. I lost my control completely and picked a fight with him in the middle of a busy street in New York. Noah being who he is, it was front page news.” Max scoffed. “It was never proven that he did hit her, and Isobel denied it, but yeah, after that, Noah and I stayed out of each other’s way as much as possible.”

Motive, Alex penned down in his notebook. If Noah Bracken really hit his wife, her twin brother had more motive than most to want Noah out of her life. Expect maybe Isobel herself. His father’s initial accusation may have some merit to it after all.

“Please, Isobel didn’t do this,” Max pleaded, looking earnestly into Alex eyes. “She’s been through so much and just because I was reckless and have anger issues, doesn’t mean she does too. I got the volatile genes in this family.”

Alex looked steadily back at Max. “You just gave me a motive for both you and Isobel to want Noah Bracken gone. I have to pursue it. If it turns out Isobel is innocent, that will come out soon enough.”

Max sighed, looking absolutely miserable. “I understand. I’m sorry for lying, I was just trying to protect my sister.”

Alex nodded. “Is there anything else you may have been lying about? Your alibi, perhaps?”

Max snorted. “Well, it might as well come out. I was in my cabin, but I was not alone. I was talking to Beth Otto. We met on the train and really hit it off, we were talking until around 4AM. I returned to my cabin a little after that time. I lied because she doesn’t want her dad to know.”

That meant someone was awake at the time of the murder. “Did you see or hear anything at around 3AM?” Alex said, eagerly.

Max shook his head. “I’m sorry Mr. Manes, I was thoroughly engaged with Ms. Otto. She has fascinating ideas about the future, she’s a genius. It’s a damn shame that women of her descent aren’t admitted to college yet.”

Alex nodded, but had no time to discuss the prevailing overtones of racism and sexism in America, no matter how much he wanted to. “Should you think of anything at all, don’t hesitate to look me up, Mr Evans. That is all.”

Damn it all to hell, Alex thought darkly, sitting back and watching Max Evans disappear. The net was closing around Isobel and yet something didn’t seem right.

The wounds didn’t add up. And neither did the connection to the Ortecho case. Was it just coincidence? Or a way to cover up the true motive? Alex had never encountered such a complex case before in his life. The world is made up of logic, he always said, but logic was precisely the thing missing in this case. All the facts contradicted each other. Nothing added up.

“Well, he seems trustworthy enough,” Jesse Manes said flippantly. “But that Isobel…in cases of murder, the spouse is always the suspect.”

Alex sat up with a snap, his father’s snap judgements needling him more and more. “Why? Because Max is white and male? That doesn’t exclude him from being a suspect, dad! Everyone is a suspect! And now we have two people with flimsy alibis and great motives! Yet none of it adds up at all to the Rosa Ortecho murder! Nothing adds up and we have no time!”

Jesse Manes looked outraged, his face slowly turning red, always a danger-sign. “Listen, young man – ”

“Oh, don’t ‘young man’ me, father! The revelation about Max and Isobel’s relation aside, you have added nothing but insults and judgements to this case. Unless you have something real to contribute, stay the hell out of my way!”

His voice shaking with an old fear he had refused to feel all week, Alex pushed past his father, who seemed to have been struck dumb by Alex’s outburst, and exited the dining carriage. He promptly bumped into Michael, who was standing just outside, his hand outstretched as if to knock. “Oh. Michael.” A sense of calm immediately stole over Alex and he felt his shoulders relax slightly.

“Hi,” Michael said, looking slightly off-put. “Everything okay?”

“Yes, just…my father.” Michael nodded, but looked strangely distant as he did so.

“Can I help you with anything?” he said, in a tone that said there was no room for improprieties now. Alex felt a faint twinge of pain in his heart but allowed Michael to keep his distance. Things had been so wild and confusing these last few days, he could hardly blame him for coming to his senses.

“Yes. Can you tell me if you saw or heard anyone outside the cabins as you were tending to Mrs DeLuca?”

Michael looked pensive for a second, then shook his head. “No. No, it was as I said. Around 4AM, Mrs DeLuca asked for some water. I went to fetch it, returned and was back in my cabin no later than 10 past.”

Alex froze. And yet Max just admitted to leaving Beth Otto’s cabin after 4, too. Michael’s story was starting to show holes. Alex’s heart sank as the horrifying reality of his situation dawned on him. Michael might just turn out to be guilty before all this was said and done.

Alex never had trouble revealing the guilty party after he was certain they had committed the crime. That was his job, and he was good at it. But he had never been in the position of having to deal with a suspect that he cared as much as about as he cared about Michael.

Shockingly, a part of his brain wondered if Alex couldn’t just…let it go, should Michael prove the guilty party.

He closed his eyes briefly. It was becoming increasingly difficult to separate his feelings from the case.

It might be his undoing.

“Michael, can you fetch me Dr Kyle? I need to see him.”

Michael nodded once, and his face remaining completely neutral, turned around and left. Alex remained behind in the hallway, feeling increasingly uncertain about this entire case.

“You wished to see me?” Alex looked up to see Kyle standing in front of him, smiling politely.

“Yes, doctor, please follow me.”

They went back into the dining carriage. Jesse Manes was still there, but he got up and left the carriage without a further word as Kyle and Alex sat down. “Do you have identification on you, sir?” Alex asked, and Kyle supplied it. “Kyle Vale, 25 years old, former resident of New York, owner of a work permit for France. Occupation: doctor.”

“Yes, but born and raised Spaniard, sir. My parents left Spain after the war, despite our neutrality we felt it was best to use this opportunity to start over. We weren’t very rich, you see.”

“’Vale’?”

Dr Vale chuckled. “My parents’ little joke. We hail from the city of Valencia, you see. We had a dreadfully long Spanish last name, so they figured it was best to change it. America being what it is.”

Alex nodded, writing it all down. His leg was bouncing again. “And where were you at 3AM?”

“Asleep in my bunk,” Kyle answered easily, and Alex’s leg stilled. “I have a habit of sleeping horridly, you see, so I’d taken some sleeping medicine after we left the DeLuca’s cabin and did not wake until Mrs Bracken screamed bloody murder – I mean…” Kyle turned red. “That was insensitive. It was, of course, a bloody murder. Merely an expression.”

Alex nodded. His leg seemed indecisive; every time the nervous energy took hold, it seemed to disappear again. Alex had always had a good sense when people were lying to him. But it was difficult to tell with Kyle. “So you did not wake the entire night?” he asked.

“No,” the other man said decisively.

“What can you tell me about the Rosa Ortecho case?”

Kyle frowned deeply, thinking a moment before answering. “Wasn’t that the murder case fifteen years ago? In New Mexico? Little girl went missing then turned up dead two weeks later, yes?” Alex simply nodded. “Alex, surely you don’t think this has any connection…?”

“I do,” Alex said simply.

Kyle let out a disbelieving laugh, which died away quickly at the look on Alex’s face. “I swear, I know no more than the rest of America! Only what I read in the papers! Girl goes missing, turns up dead, case goes cold!” He sounded genuinely affronted. “You don’t think that any of us – ?”

“No, I think – rather, I know, Noah Bracken was the kidnapper and eventual murderer of Rosa Ortecho.”

Kyle stared for a long moment, then let out another disbelieving laugh. “That’s…insane!”

“And yet, I believe it to be true. When you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.”

“Sherlock Holmes,” Kyle muttered, almost as an afterthought. “What a turn of events, eh?”

“Quite,” Alex said, keeping his eyes focused on Kyle’s face as it went through several emotions at once. Fear and amazement were the two that Alex recognized. It still did not give him any solid information, yet he wrote it down. “And have you given anymore thought to the nature of the stab wounds?”

Kyle sat back down, relaxing only slightly. His shoulders were still set, as if he was still expecting Alex to start pointing fingers randomly. “I’ve been trying to remember everything I was ever taught in med school about murders, but if you hadn’t chosen forensic science as your major, you were only taught the bare minimum, like liver temperature and vivisection. Nothing about murder, and definitely not about the psychology of stabbing a person!” Kyle ran his hand through his hair, messing it up even further. In the past day, Alex had started to notice the first sign of stress on everyone’s face. Kyle hadn’t brushed his hair since this all started, Beth had been frowning a lot and Michael…well, Michael seemed to be torn between avoiding Alex and wanting to keep an eye on him.

Nearly 24 hours, and a murderer was still amongst them, Alex not being a single step closer to finding out who it was.

“Thank you, Dr Vale, that’ll be all.”

Kyle left the carriage and Alex remained behind once more, staring at his notes. Only Isobel and Max have motives, Alex mused, but those are very shaky at best. Michael’s alibi is equally shaky, unable to be verified by anyone.

Alex stared at the facts about the state the body was found in, feeling a distant part of his brain tugging at his attention once more. He was missing something, something huge, but right now, he couldn’t put a finger to it. He snapped his book shut with a frustrated sigh and left the dining carriage. He needed a change of scenery, and he knew just where to get it.

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The Philip K. Dick Science Fiction Film Festival Announces 2020 Lineup at Museum of the Moving Image

Festival Introduces Film Premieres, Virtual Reality Series, Sci-Fi and Supernatural Screenplay Competition.

The Philip K. Dick Science Fiction Film Festival spotlights the literary genius of novelist Philip K. Dick. The festival has unveiled the full lineup for its eighth annual season. Events include film screenings and premieres, panel discussions, virtual reality demonstrations, and the launch of a new screenplay competition aimed at enhancing the filmmaking experience for audiences. As a platform for critical thinkers who explore the benefits and obstacles of science and technology, the festival showcases a variety of themes associated with independent storytelling. Held at the Museum of the Moving Image in Astoria, NY, the festival runs from March 4-8, 2020.

The festival maintains its annual presence in New York, this time screened exclusively in the borough of Queens. “There is a strong cultural scene and appreciation for science fiction here,” said Daniel Abella, the founder and director of the event. “Everyone has been impacted by the advantages and disadvantages of this new world we live in and that knowledge strengthens the overall experience of the festival.” Festivities begin on Wednesday, March 4th with U.S. Premiere of the feature film Imperial Blue directed by Dan Moss and produced by David Cecil and Semulema Daniel Katenda. The film, which follows a drug smuggler on the quest to locate a sacred African herb that gives the power of prophecy, will be followed by a discussion with filmmakers. A short film block runs on Thursday, March 5th with the presentation of A Poem in Bamboo directed by Xufei Wu and Chan Yao Chang, an atmospheric study of a beautiful mansion plagued by strange noises. The program continues with titles such as Jesca Prudencio’s American Quartet, a revealing look at a small town bitterly divided when a young Muslim-American woman puts herself at risk when she shares her private, digitized memories with strangers in an attempt to triumph over hate, and Tim Hall’s Memory Unit about the mysterious hospitalization of an Alzheimer’s patient. On Friday, March 6th, science fiction and horror shorts take center stage with Izzy Ezagui’s Good Head about a man immobilized in a strange room, and Jason Rogan’s Stalag III-C about a U.S. paratrooper in WWII who leads a daring escape from a Nazi POW camp and encounters even more evil beyond prison walls. Then, Chris Levitus greets viewers with a man bleeding from a hole in his chest in The Wound and Warren DiFranco Hsu brings forth a dystopian world in Obsolete Model, where the past must be changed to save the future.

A dynamic lineup on Saturday, March 7th features director Gisella Bustios, renowned scientist Dr. Ronald Mallet, and lecturer Wanda Gregory on hand for the screening of A Brief History of Time Travel. The documentary takes viewers on a journey through the origins of time travel and its influence on the science fiction genre with commentary from distinguished members of the science community. The day continues with a block of shorts influenced by the work Philip K. Dick including Hekla Egilsdottir’s Beyond the Door about the influence of a peculiar cuckoo clock and the U.S. Premiere of After Ray directed by Natasha Halevi about a modified human struggling with memory loss. Also screening is the poignant Wide Awake in Bridgewater directed by Erik Lee and produced by Mark Lynch about a man who rediscovers the love of his life fifty years after her disappearance.

International sci-fi shorts starts the final day of the festival on Sunday, March 8th with the NYC Premiere of Eva - A Crispr Story directed by Puneet Bharill about a group of researchers confronting the unknown upon the implementation of a new technology. Further shorts include Christopher Armstrong’s Memory Man about a future society where psychic abilities are outlawed and Charles De Lauzirika’s Love Bite that shows the ramifications of a couple’s deadly bet during a zombie apocalypse. The night continues with two feature film presentations beginning with Anya directed by Jacob Akira Okada and Carylanna Taylor about a newlywed couple’s journey to parenthood that catapults them into a genetics mystery that threatens the future of humanity. Erin Berry’s Majic, which follows the discovery of a secret U.S. spy agency founded after the 1947 UFO incident in Roswell, is the festival’s closing night film. Filmmakers and guests of both features will be available for panels.

Expanding its outlook to incorporate the many stages of the filmmaking process into festival events, a screenplay competition has been introduced. “The screenplay is the beating heart of a film,” said Abella, who developed the category to help audiences value films beyond their visual aspects onscreen. “Our plan is to emphasize the importance and necessity of good storytelling.” The category semifinalists for Best Sci-Fi, Best Sci-Fi Prototyping, and Best Supernatural screenplays were chosen based on story, characterization, originality, readability, and attention to detail. “For sci-fi prototyping, the emphasis is on the design and architecting of an entire future world from scratch. Attention to detail and the impact of its surroundings is paramount,” said Abella. “For the sci-fi and supernatural categories, our focus is more on the characters themselves and how their inner world is affected by science, technology, nature, and politics.” Winners will be announced on Sunday, March 8th. The festival will also continue its popular virtual reality demonstrations on Saturday, March 7th and Sunday, March 8th. “Virtual reality enables us to explore our world in a more immersive way,” said Abella. “Through this simulation, we can better understand other environments and the challenges in people’s lives.” Guests will experience Davey Jose’s Living with Spinal Cord Injury from the perspective of future patients restored to health by “the cure.” The Inner World of Miss Q directed by David Wesemann will help users locate the whereabouts of a woman’s missing ghost and body.

As the festival remains committed to presenting innovative and thought-provoking independent films, Abella hopes audiences recognize the relevance of Philip K. Dick’s work. “PKD had his finger on the pulse of today’s society and our future,” he said. “His work resonates so well because he explored themes of artificial intelligence, the surveillance state, and the genetic modification of humans. He established himself as an icon of science fiction, which is truly the science of tomorrow.”

WEDNESDAY, March 4, 2020:

Museum of the Moving Image (36-01 35th Ave, Astoria, NY 11106)

Feature Presentation Time: 7:00pm - 9:00pm

Imperial Blue (2019) — U.S. PREMIERE Director: Dan Moss Producer/Writer: David Cecil Producer: Semulema Daniel Katenda Editor: Callum Male Run Time/Country: 93 min, UK/Uganda

Synopsis: Hugo Winter, a roguish American drug smuggler is on a quest for a mysterious African drug called Bulu which gives the user the powers of prophecy. In Uganda, he meets two sisters who can help him find the source of Bulu, but they have competing agendas. Kisakye, a devout Christian, wants to sell the drug to save her village, whereas Angela, a criminal hustler, is only interested in getting rich quick. As Hugo follows them deeper into the jungle, he begins to doubt whether his prophetic visions are leading him to death or glory.

Post-Film Q&A:

Producers David Cecil and Semulema Daniel Katenda, editor Callum Male, and cinematographer Ezequiel Romero will be present for a discussion after the screening.

THURSDAY, March 5, 2020:

Museum of the Moving Image (36-01 35th Ave, Astoria, NY 11106)

Sci-Fi Shorts Program

Time: 7:00pm - 9:00pm

A Poem in Bamboo (2019) Director: Xufei Wu, Chun-Yao Chang Run Time/Country: 5 min, USA

Synopsis: In 1920s, Southern China, a young bridegroom is visiting his aunt who lives alone in the distant mountains. Bamboo grows everywhere like an ocean. The mansion is beautiful and his aunt seems kind but there is a locked room in the attic with strange noises.

American Quartet (2019)

Director: Jesca Prudencio Producer: Adam Grannick Run Time/Country: 9 min, USA

Synopsis: In a 2030s small town bitterly divided over who belongs, a young Muslim-American woman puts herself at risk when she shares her private, digitized memories with strangers, challenging the status quo in the hope that empathy will triumph over hate.

Eli (2019)

Director: Nathaniel Milton Run Time/Country: 15 min, USA Synopsis: A 15-year-old musician believes he has an extraterrestrial implant in his ear. This is a true story based on the filmmaker’s experiences within the realms of High Strangeness, Magical Thinking and Manic Delusion.

Hello, World (2019)

Director: Nathan Hong Fisher Producer: Kristy Richman Run Time/Country: 12 min, USA Synopsis: In a near future love story about a couple’s journey to hold onto one another through life and death, they make the decision to continue their existence through technology.

Memory Unit (2019)

Director: Tim Hall Run Time/Country: 15 min, USA Synopsis: Unusual events surround the hospitalization of a father with Alzheimer’s disease.

Solstice (2019)

Director/Producer: Lisandro Perez-Rey Producer: Cynthia Barrera, Laura Sweeney Run Time/Country: 15 min, USA Synopsis: During a brutal winter storm, a bartender befriends a homeless man and brings him home for a warm meal and an ancient ritual.

Vivir (2019)

Director: Lewis Rapkin Run Time/Country: 3 min, USA Synopsis: In the not-so-distant future, Earth has become infertile and the struggle to grow food off-planet takes an unsuspecting turn when a scientist makes a peculiar discovery.

Insight (2019)

Director: John K. Jones Run Time/Country: 12 min, USA Synopsis: Suspecting infidelity, an anxious wife uses simulation technology to practice safely confronting her husband in real life.

Unified Field Theiry (2019)

Director: Christina Hibner Run Time/Country: 5 min, USA Synopsis: An experimental animation that follows two cosmic entities where the main character tries her best to learn about the nature of the universe from her teacher who is a master of the universe. Experiencing moments of enlightenment that transform the way she sees the world, the student opens her eyes to things she could not imagine. Post-Film Q&A: Filmmakers will be present for a discussion after the screening.

FRIDAY, March 6, 2020:

Museum of the Moving Image (36-01 35th Ave, Astoria, NY 11106)

Sci-Fi, Horror and Supernatural Shorts Program

Time: 5:00pm - 7:00pm

Good Head (2019)

Director: Izzy Ezagui Run Time/Country: 8 min, USA Synopsis: A man awakens in a strange room to discover he’s immobilized. His fellow prisoner teases him mercilessly until he panics and short-circuits the collar keeping him conscious. The alarm sounds, drawing the wrath of their true tormentor.

Stalag III-C (2019)

Director: Jason Rogan Run Time/Country: 12 min, Belarus Synopsis: In the final days of World War II, a US paratrooper Joe Boyd leads a daring escape from a Nazi POW camp, only to face a more horrifying evil beyond the prison walls.

Tomorrow Might Be The Day (2018)

Director: Joséfa Celestin Run Time/Country: 20 min, Scotland Synopsis: A fanatic subjects his niece, whose faith wavers, to a baptism in order to restore her faith and ultimately save her from an impending doomsday flood.

The Wound (2018)

Director: Chris Levitus Run Time/Country: 7 min, USA Synopsis: A man wakes up bleeding from a hole in his chest.

Interminable - Trailer (2019)

Director: Aaron Huisenfeldt Run Time/Country: 1 min, USA Synopsis: The conglomerate Iridian is hacking minds using an optical implant device used to channel the internet straight to the brain. A rebellion, led by the daughter of Iridian's CEO, must stop the worldwide mind hack by their program called IRIS.

The Last Well (2018)

Director: Filip Filković Run Time/Country: 20 min, Croatia Synopsis: The year is 2037 and Europe is in shambles. The owner of the last well with natural clean water lives in Croatia. After one of his sales of clean drinking water ends in bloodbath, he becomes a substitute father and a husband. But when the well dries out, he makes one last "trade.”

Concession (2019)

Director: Paul Odgren Run Time/Country: 6 min, USA Synopsis: Steph's had enough, it's a school night after all, until Michael touches her forehead and conjures a series of images that are impossible to explain. He forces her to confront the question: should she trust him and believe this outrageous claim that he can see other people's thoughts? Or should she listen to her gut, call him crazy and never look back?

Obsolete Model (2019)

Director: Warren DiFranco Hsu Run Time/Country: 12 min, USA Synopsis: A sentient artificial intelligence awakens to a world in dystopian ruin and charges two androids, INJUN and ISEE to seek a model-borg named SARA.H, who can save it by altering her past.

Incandescent (2019)

Director: Alfred Thomas Catalfo Run Time/Country: 15 min, USA Synopsis: When a nomadic alien race blots out the sun, an anguished young teacher tries to hold on to her humanity in a withering world. Post-Film Q&A: Filmmakers will be present for a discussion after the screening.

SATURDAY, March 7, 2020:

Museum of the Moving Image (36-01 35th Ave, Astoria, NY 11106)

Block 1: Feature Documentary Presentation

Time: 2:00pm - 4:00pm

A Brief History of Time Travel (2018)

Director: Gisella Bustillos Run Time/Country: 68 min, USA Synopsis: There's one thing that Star Trek and Doctor Who fandoms have in common: time travel. This documentary takes you on a journey through the evolution of time travel from its origins and influence in science fiction to the exciting possibilities technology could yet uncover. Featuring Dr. Ronald Mallet (How To Build a Time Machine), Bill Nye (Bill Nye the Science Guy), Ted Chiang (writer of Story of Your Life), and Wanda Gregory (Director of Digital Technology and Culture at the University of Washington).

Post-Film Q&A: Director Gisella Bustillos, scientist Dr. Ronald Mallet, and lecturer Wanda Gregory will be present for a discussion after the screening.

Block 2: Best of Philip K. Dick Shorts Program

Time: 4:00pm - 6:00pm

Ryoko's Qubit Summer (2018)

Director: Yuichi Kondo Run Time/Country: 17 min, Japan Synopsis: KANUMA, an experimental world is created inside a quantum computer. Then one day, a few of its AI residents began to communicate with words undecipherable to man.

Beyond the Door (2018)

Director: Hekla Egilsdottir Run Time/Country: 13 min, Iceland Synopsis: A stagnant young couple named Noi and Irma are dealing with Irma’s depression. Noi buys Irma a cuckoo clock, reminiscent of the one her mother used to have when she was a child, in an attempt to cheer her. Irma’s monotonous, stay-at-home life takes a sudden turn with the introduction of her newfound friend, the cuckoo. Based on a short story by Philip K. Dick.

Nectar (2019)

Director: Anthony Zwartouw Run Time/Country: 20 min, Canada Synopsis: A man lives out his days in a drug-induced state, prisoner to a parasitical guard on a disturbing desert island of his own making, when he is awoken by the deep traumas of his past that he can no longer suppress.

After Ray (2019) — U.S. PREMIERE

Director: Natasha Halevi Producer: Sean Gunn Run Time/Country: 12 min, USA Synopsis: In the aftermath of the singularity, Cole, the first “modified” human, struggles with memory loss, indicating an unstable future for humans and potential end to humanity.

Wide Awake in Bridgewater (2018)

Director/Producer: Erik Lee Producer: Mark Lynch Run Time/Country: 15 min, USA Synopsis: In 1968, 18-year-old Michael Gates and Monica Dupré are enjoying an afternoon in the countryside when she disappears. Fifty-one years later, elderly Michael starts receiving phone messages from her, and he discovers what happened on that fateful day.

QTR (2019)

Director: Pat Bird Run Time/Country: 1 min, USA Synopsis: A classic mental exercise from Robert Anton Wilson's "Prometheus Rising".

Circadia (2019)

Director: Jacob Murray Run Time/Country: 5 min, USA Synopsis: Your attention is no longer yours. For the next four minutes, it belongs to her. She calls for liberation. She calls for you to snap out of the spell. Can you hear her? Will you demand silence?

Hashtag (2019)

Director: Ben Alpi Writer: Kevin Rubio Producer: Jyotika Virmani Run Time/Country: 15 min, USA Synopsis: In a looming future where social media celebrities dominate our culture, X is the world’s supreme online icon — but how far will she go to hold on to her popularity?

Post-Film Q&A: Filmmakers, including Sean Gunn (After Ray) and Jacob Murray (Circadia), will be present for a discussion after the screening.

SUNDAY, March 8, 2020:

Museum of the Moving Image (36-01 35th Ave, Astoria, NY 11106)

Block 1: International Sci-Fi Shorts Program

Time: 2:00pm - 4:00pm

Outer West - Trailer (2019)

Director: Jake Leister Run Time/Country: 2 min, USA Synopsis: West Coast pace prompts a travel nurse to accept a job in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Looking for the capital city's postcard artistry and ease, he is instead greeted by another, entirely unexpected world...Outer West.

SIL and the Devil Seeds of Arodor (2019)

Director: Keith Barnfather Writer: Philip Martin Run Time/Country: 15 min, UK Synopsis: A web series based on concepts from the BBC series Doctor Who. SIL is worried, very worried, which doesn’t keep his reptilian skin in the best condition. Confined in a cold detention cell on the moon, awaiting a deportation hearing for trial on drugs offences on Earth, he faces a death sentence if the application is successful and he is found guilty.

Eva - A Crispr Story (2018) — NYC PREMIERE

Director: Puneet Bharill Run Time/Country: 22 min, Germany Synopsis: Researchers have achieved a clinical milestone using CRISPR technology to transplant a genetically modified pig liver into a human embryo but face unforeseen consequences.

Those Beautiful Moments (2019)

Director: Vasily Chuprina Run Time/Country: 14 min, Russia Synopsis: The story of a scientist on the search for eternal beauty and life.

Nameless (2019)

Director: Luca Nistler Run Time/Country: 2 min, Italy Synopsis: A child-robot talks about her dream to her mother.

Memory Man (2019)

Director: Christopher Armstrong Run Time/Country: 12 min, UK Synopsis: In a future where psychic abilities are outlawed, the Memory Man makes a living dealing with uncomfortable memories for other people. Upon the arrival of a hostile new client, he is forced to confront unfinished business of his own.

Jump (2018)

Director: Josh Mawer Run Time/Country: 12 min, Australia Synopsis: George is all elbows when it comes to talking to Amy. But his time-traveling dating coach knows that persistence makes perfect...probably.

Love Bite (2019)

Director: Charles de Lauzirika Run Time/Country: 15 min, USA Synopsis: Taking refuge in an abandoned cargo truck during the Zombie Apocalypse, a dysfunctional couple and their dog find their lives on the line when they make a deadly bet over how the undead virus spreads. Is a simple love bite now a death sentence? And how far will someone go to be proven right? Directed by the producer of Blade Runner: The Final Cut (2007).

Heliocentric (2019)

Director: Mike McGraw Run Time/Country: 4 min, USA Synopsis: Boxer, Verve, Campbell and Herman teach Naomi Money that the Sun revolves around the Earth, foiling her quasi-evil plan, and schooling her about Ptolemy, Galileo and Copernicus in the process.

Post-Film Q&A: Filmmakers, including Keith Barnfather (SIL and the Devil Seeds of Arodor) and Puneet Bharill (Eva - A Crispr Story), will be present for a discussion after the screening.

Block 2: Feature Presentation

Time: 4:00pm - 6:00pm

Anya (2019)

Director: Jacob Akira Okada, Carylanna Taylor Run Time/Country: 80 min, USA Synopsis: A contemporary sci-fi love story about newlyweds whose seemingly simple decision to have a baby catapults them to the center of an explosive genetics mystery with far-reaching consequences for their child and the future of humanity. Post-Film Q&A: Directors Jacob Akira Okada and Carylanna Taylor will be present to introduce the film and for a discussion after the screening alongside NYU developmental biologist Yelena Bernadskaya.

Block 3: Feature Presentation

Time: 6:00pm - 8:00pm

Majic (2019)

Director/Writer: Erin Berry Writer: David Pluscauskas Run Time/Country: 82 min, USA Synopsis: In Washington, DC on the eve of the 2008 presidential election, Bernwood, an anti-conspiracy video blogger meets with an old man claiming to have worked for the legendary Majestic-12 (aka “Majic”), a secret U.S. spy agency created after the UFO incident at Roswell, New Mexico in 1947. So begins her trip down the rabbit hole looking for answers as reality as she knows it, or knew it, begins to unravel. Starring Paula Brancati (Slasher), Richard Fitzpatrick (Good Will Hunting), Michael Seater (Life With Derek) and Paulino Nunes (The Expanse). Post-Film Q&A: Director Erin Berry, co-writer David Pluscauskas and actor Richard Fitzpatrick will be present for a discussion after the screening.

SATURDAY, MARCH 7 and SUNDAY, March 8, 2020:

Museum of the Moving Image (36-01 35th Ave, Astoria, NY 11106)

Virtual Reality Series

Time: All Day

Living with Spinal Cord Injury (2019)

Director: Davey Jose Run Time/Country: 2 min, UK Synopsis: A science fiction inspired VR 360 short-film based around an 18 oil canvas series. Curated from the perspective of the future where spinal injuries can be fixed by “the cure.” The artwork shows a future audience what it felt like to live with a disruptive injury.

The Inner World of Miss Q (2019)

Director: David Wesemann Writer: Tobias Bieseke Run Time/Country: 8 min, Germany Synopsis: In this virtual reality there are two worlds, the inner world of the protagonist and a trial where a judge and a lawyer try to find out who is the owner of Miss Q’s ghost and body. Adapted from a story by Stanislaw Lem.

SUNDAY, March 8, 2020:

Museum of the Moving Image (36-01 35th Ave, Astoria, NY 11106)

Screenplay Competition

Time: 8:00pm (Winners announced during Awards Ceremony)

After Hebden

Writer: David Kirkham Category: Best Sci-Fi Screenplay/Best Sci-Fi Prototyping Screenplay Synopsis: In the 21st century, humankind was had to choose between Paradise or Oblivion. We chose the latter. Only a teenage girl named Hebden can save us now.

Rain

Writer: Andronica Marquis Category: Best Sci-Fi Screenplay Synopsis: A young Earth City girl, Rain, a Red by birth, marked, starving and desperate, seizes an opportunity to escape to Meccanda, a planet rumored to hold a cure, that she might save her young brother, Walker, the last of her family, who struggles against the symptoms of The Touched. The price of starship passage? Her virginity to the shipʼs captain.

Egghead

Writer: Andrew Pelosi Category: Best Sci-Fi Prototyping Screenplay Synopsis: A desperate halfwit attempts to cheat on an exam in a future where IQ testing determines who lives and who gets turned into chalk.

Dawn

Writer: Alexandra Ruggieri Category: Best Supernatural Screenplay Synopsis: Dawn is pregnant but something magical happens one night when she witnesses an abduction.

House in Haunted Woods

Writer: Drew Henriksen Category: Best Supernatural Screenplay Synopsis: A young couple buys an abandoned house as an investment with plans to live by their agoraphobic uncle. After the purchase, the house seems to improve on its own. As people begin to disappear in the woods surrounding it, the ghosts make their presence known.

Awards Ceremony

Time: 8:00pm - 9:00pm

Official selection filmmakers, screenwriters, and special guests will be in attendance when awards are presented to the category winners of The 2020 Philip K. Dick Science Fiction Film Festival.

Festival Passes

Passes to screenings can be purchased at https://www.thephilipkdickfilmfestival.com.

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