“Marty Supreme” and the Misery of Constant Motion
May 3, 2026
I have not been this bored by a movie moving this fast in a long time.
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.
I have not been this bored by a movie moving this fast in a long time.
“Resurrection” is a film I respect more than I enjoyed, which is a frustrating place to leave an Ellen Burstyn movie.
“Alien: Romulus” remembers that this franchise does not need a dissertation. It needs people trapped in a place where the lights do not reach all the corners.
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.