New Watchmen Photos are up.

Largely spoiler-free take: This looks by far like the most faithful Alan Moore movie adaptation; not that I expect him to emerge from his lair and go see it, but I’m excited to see stills from a movie that looks like it took the graphic novel seriously. (I actually like V for Vendetta as a film [haters to the left!], but it’s like a second cousin of the graphic novel, and League of Extraordinary Gentlemen was like a guy at a frat party overheard someone in a back room explaining part of the premise and was like, “Holy crap, I am going to make the SHIT out of this movie!” So for me these pictures are very exciting.)

ETA: The comments have some minor spoilers.

Well, this is awfully useful.

(And by useful I mean, I think I want a yellow coat, even though I always look like I died of consumption where I wear it.)

ETA: I wish she had links to all the outside sources! Clearly this is for general inspiration and not hard-core research.

I’ll be staring at these soothing fish instead.

Click to feed them; they also follow your cursor. They also put you into a dopamine stupor – just saying.

Phantom of the Opera sequel in the works.

The follow-up to “Phantom,” which debuted in 1986 with Michael Crawford in the lead role, will take place a decade after the original, with the story set on Brooklyn’s Coney Island.

“It was the place,” Lloyd Webber said. “Even Freud went because it was so extraordinary … people who were freaks and oddities were drawn towards it because it was a place where they could be themselves.”

And the Phantom, who perishes at the end of the original musical, will reunite with lost love Christine. The iconic roles have yet to be cast. “We are pretty clear who our Phantom is going to be — I can’t say who,” Lloyd Webber said.

Well, check out this scoop. I already know who it is.

Christiiiiine, come out to plaaaaaaay….

You know it would be amazing! You KNOW it would. Mme. Giry would kill so many Turnbull ACs with that cane it would not even be funny.

This is going to be the best sequel of all time, except for that sequel to Les Mis where Marius and Cosette move to St. Louis and she pops out three kids and gets bored and starts taking night classes at community college trying to do something with her life, and he starts drinking because of the stress down at the plant, and then at the end Eponine shows up to promote her hugely successful self-help book “Hopeless Causes: How to Break Away When The Guy You Like Only Notices You Once You’re Riddled with Bullet Holes,” and when she sees Marius he begs her to forgive him and run away with him and she cracks up and is like, “Peace out, suckers!” and she and Gavroche jump in their convertible and drive off towards California.

I don’t know how this happened, but it’s glorious.

Ghetto-Fabulous Genghis Kahn.

My favorite (tied with “It’ll make you so fresh, straight up!” and the accompanying sparkly breeze):

It gets crazy hot, for real though! (I love the dude with one vanishing arm who’s trying to lick a skillet. They must get geniuses up in there all the time.)

ETA: Via Serious Eats, which is 90% posts about meat, 9% posts about the Dessert Truck, and 1% this thing.