“House of Flying Daggers” turns green into blood, blood red
June 6, 2026
To think… the snow was an accident.
The story of brothers, fathers, and systems both perfect and perfectly broken.
Film reviews start on Letterboxd, but I drop them here in case the service burns down.
To think… the snow was an accident.
The Zhang Yimou I know, the Zhang of Ju Dou and Raise the Red Lantern, is a stylist. Color is a primary language. Composition is buried in his politics. The red lanterns in front of a closed gate carry more argument than dialogue. I came to To Live expecting that Zhang. He didn’t show.
“Cam” is a snake eating itself. It’s also one of the bravest American horror movies of the last decade and nobody’s allowed to watch it anymore because Netflix decided it didn’t need to be in the library. We shall make of this what we will.
We used to call this stuff a blog. Now, I guess we’re fancy, but won’t do a Substack.
This is the story of how Lattice came be, the long-ago start to what will hopefully become a stop on a long journey ahead.
Four years ago today, on December 29, 2021, we lost Lloyd Wright. We never published an obituary at the time—grief has its own timeline. But today feels right to share his story, not just the milestones of his career, but the curiosity, wit, and dedication that defined how he moved through the world. He believed in the power of a good story. This is his.
Imagine a post-apocalyptic England, a well-mannered wasteland, where the apocalypse has occurred with tea service. Welcome to Adrian Tchaikovsky’s Service Model, a robot comedy of manners that reads like Wodehouse reprogrammed by Asimov after bingeing Black Mirror.