#and that lends itself to such a beautifully tragic story of her own

[mcat720]

One missed potential of the Star Wars Sequel Trilogy or A.K.A (Ben Solo deserved Better!) rant. *spoilers ahead *😉

Ok, recently I rewatched the entire Skywalker Saga episodes 1-9 again, and in the end I felt inspired, neigh compelled, to point out THE most glaring misstep in the whole entire saga. That is of course the story arch of Kylo Ren/Ben Solo. Now I know this complaint has been done to death and I’m really 2 or 3 years late on this topic, BUT STILL. I have some thoughts…we all have our feelings on the original trilogy and don’t even get me started on the prequels 😳 but in the end it’s all one mostly cohesive story with the Skywalkers at the center of it. The Force Awakens was a good set up for a new set of characters and a whole lot of (ultimately wasted) potential. The biggest one being that there was a new hooded terror who has the force shredding his way through the galaxy with the First Order, but is not exactly a Sith and definitely not a Jedi, and who just happens to be the son of Han Solo and Leia Organa! Immediately you are intrigued. What happened to him? Why is he on the dark side? How could his hero parents let this have happened? He is almost set up as a reluctant villain. Even though he has done terrible things, he continues to have a pull to the light and seems to feel guilt or remorse over his darker urges. A LOT of the greatness of this character should be credited to Adam Driver and acting his ass off to carry the last set of movies. Not a slight to Daisy Ridleys Rey, because she is a believable, strong, hopeful hero that is elevated by her relationship to Kylo/Ben. They have easily the best chemistry of any Star Wars couple in my opinion, and they never really become a couple! They embody enemies to lovers so beautifully and being a DYAD in the force! Oh wow, such a cool new thing to add into the universe! my poor little Reylo heart weeps at their lost possibilities😭. I saw Kylo/Ben as this sort of re-writing of Anakin Skywalker and the burden on someone with great power. Where we had Anakin manipulated through hate and give in to darkness to save someone he loves(or so he thought) only to loose everything, we then have Ben turn back to the light by love and the forgiveness of his father(even if it’s in his head) and to save a person he has a deep connection with and holds HER life more valuable than his own. Ben could have been the breaking of the tragic plague that follows the skywalker family IF they had let him live! Why did they need to die? Why is sacrifice the only way to redeem the lost souls who never really gave their full heart to the dark side? Because they killed? Because they gave in to it in the first place? Can only the pure be entitled to the light? I think it’s a much more interesting story to let Ben live, and deal with the consequences of his actions and try to make it up to the galaxy by using the great power of the force that he was born with. He never asked for the life he was brought up in and was targeted at an early age by forces he had no control over. He’s a victim who became the Monster who then chose to be the Man behind all of it. We needed more of that. All of these things are there to dive into, but unfortunately I think the writing was severely lacking in character development on ALL sides. Ben and Rey deserve their own adventures and to have laid the original hero’s to rest respectfully but we as an audience know there would still be the true last Skywalker out in the galaxy in the form of a newly restored Ben Solo. Their connection and use of being a Dyad would lend itself to new powers and things we are still finding out about the force which then helps in telling new stories instead of the same old thing. In the end I think We were robbed of his greatness! He gets to be happy for one second and then dies… what a horrible way to end a story all about Hope. And don’t even mention the fact that Rey was a PaLPATiNe….. just No. 🥴

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Werewolf Tales. They’re here, there, the man sitting next to you and the woman down the street -- but at night, when the moon rests thickly among the cradle of the clouds, they’re the beasts, too, that haunt your fairy tales. 

As a rough skeleton detailing werewolves, their beginnings, and their motivations, this post will serve as a bestiary chapter of sorts.

THE ORAL HISTORY.

There is no clear account as to the first birthing of a werewolf. 

However, there is an oral tale about wolf-charming, something dated too far back to recognize as anything beyond cautionary tales -- but heeded, still, for long strokes of time. 

In this tale, there lived a woman blessed by the moon with hair as dark as midnight and eyes as brilliant as the stars high, high above our heads. Her voice was a mystical sort; a crooning of a note was enough to stir the April grasses, lend a sigh through the trees and send the midnight quivering. So enchanting was she in her beauty that all who cast their gaze upon her were doomed to spiral headlong into gnawing love, endless and beautifully bottomless, swaddled in the tangles of untameable affections. She is, in this account, known to be Tuyết, the Moon Daughter, or con gái mặt trăng, and was said to have been birthed from the first rays of moon.

One night, in the height of a balmy summer season, she sang, her music dripping from the leaves and limbs of the bamboo thickets. A mortal nobleman known simply as Thanh had stumbled upon her singing as he took to a brisk, nightly wandering. His heart was drawn at once. Smitten. Bewitched. Desperately scrambling through the heat-thick forests, he sought her, this woman with the silvery singing, a voice so lovely as to still the lakes shimmering about him. And when at last he found her, there in a lonely grove cut out in its green, he felt at once that’d he’d love no other.

“As beautiful as the night was she, and with the airs of something just as wonderfully, tragically unattainable.” -- unknown.

Tuyết, as tales so often go, fell, too, at very first sight.

However, these stories seldom finish so sweetly.

After years of happiness in their young-found love, Thanh, fickle in his human heart, betrayed Tuyết and devoted to another woman in secret. So overwrought with grief upon this discovery that Tuyết fell gravely ill in sorrow, and her guardian in the moon glistened madly with rage. Humans, humans so blinded in their greed, eyes glazed over with need and want, it quaked rightly, bold in the inky sky. To not know beauty when it pledges itself to you! To quash its spirit like a bud yet in bloom! 

Enraged, the moon rose all those fell things in the forests, and a pack of sniveling mutts began howling in the shadows. 

Thanh was none the wiser. 

Slept in the cradle of his lover’s arms, he was caught off guard, sword lain far away when the mangy creatures lunged into his home. Carnage ensued. His servants were eaten and his palace was ransacked, his lady stripped to bones, and in his bed in sheer panic, he had feared he’d turn a meal; yet, he survived with nary but a bite, and in his hubris, thought himself blessed to have endured this hell--

Until the next night, at least, when, as the moon in her full brilliance gazed upon Thanh, he bellowed in anguish as he turned into a beast. A dog. A street thing, sniveling and ugly and rabid and cruel.

Tuyết passed in her sorrow, and Thanh would learn, always, that he was unfit to gaze upon the moon, his first love, as it were.

The first werewolf. A curse -- a punishment.

Humans are ungrateful. The moon now laughs at them.

BLOOD POTENCY AND SIRING.

As further punishment for his disloyalty, the moon had added another mocking caveat:  Thanh, for as long as man had not hunted him down to slay, will be afflicted always with the curse of lycanthropy for his long, drawn out, mortal days. His lifespan would flirt with the cusp of eternity, a measure of centuries of torment.

Cường, in particular, is no descendant to Thanh, no, but that matriarch with whom bit him was (a daughter to the man himself). As such, he is a second generation werewolf among the Thanh kinline, and for such a direct connection, experiences a greater level of command among the canine ilk. In packs, they are often relegated as leader, and with a single glance of their eyes can order their family to heel. Additionally, too, they scale far larger and almost comically stronger, truly owning the skulking hours after the sun gives to the bleed of night, but likewise, they suffer when they’re back in human flesh and bones.

Suffer, for they are animals like Thanh and aren’t allowed to enjoy any part of life.

So, Cường’s agony is unbearable. It is more pure, undistilled, and undeniably potent in his closeness to Thanh.

Fortunately, Cường will not pass this affliction to any child he may have. Indeed, no werewolf can. Instead, this curse spreads only through bite when the sire is turned, shifted in his animal skin and snarling jaws, seething and frothing with the moon’s hatred. Twisted by it. Birthed by Thanh’s deep, profound failures. It is not a drive for the werewolf to turn humans, but more to eat and consume the living like inhuman things do -- innocent, good, pure or not. They are ravaged, devouring creatures, and as such, seldom leave their meals unfinished.

“[The] agony in ‘the shifting’ is unbearable, both ways. The pain that occurs makes one think death a sweeter mercy.” -- unknown.

A werewolf is born out of a sire’s ineptitude to kill. A botched attempt at dinner.

Nothing more, nothing less.

One’s made a survivor in mockery.

APPEARANCE & STRENGTH.

Werewolves in Vietnam take on a more doggish quality. 

As those mutts often running in the country’s present-day streets, all thin, mangy, and flea-infested, werewolves here appear more desperate than their counterparts in European lore. They are dark as night, too, black as the ocean’s nigh-endless depths, and have their ribs jutting out with their teeth set in snarls. Hunch-backed, almost, and tattered, too, as though eaten away with disease, they certainly don’t look much for company over the lodging of a bullet in their skulls -- anything, anything to put the bad dog down. 

“Ugly. Beastly. You look at them and remember why you should never gaze too longly in the dark.” -- unknown.

They stand startlingly tall, too, at Cường’s potency, measuring anywhere from 8 to 13 feet tall (244cm to 396cm). In mass, they average in the range of 750lbs to 1030lbs (340kg to 467kg). Cường himself measures 8'5" (257cm) at an intimidating 856lbs (388kg).

At this size, they are able to take down any man with disgusting ease, using their claws to break ribs, shatter bones, and rend a mortal’s skin to bits and pieces. Their bite force is enough to splinter anyone in half like a twig, and their teeth are more than capable of shredding hardened, tempered steel into silvery ribbons--

TRANSFORMATION.

This chapter offers little information.

There are only four details worth noting, in fact: 

One, that ‘the shift’ occurs only during full moon; 

Two, that the pain one endures makes you greater yearn for death; 

Three, that healing from ‘the shift’ takes weeks of hot agony; and 

Four, you never remember anything shifting back.

Rule four may be a gift, small mercy that it is.

BEHAVIORS.

They are much like dogs. The lower the potency of the werewolf, the more thoughtless they are, commanding little of themselves and their kin, were or sniveling street mutt. Ravenous is their hunger, however, and coupled with their more chaotic nature, often carry themselves with little by ways of greater intelligence. Run primarily on instinct, they are not quite unlike the dogs in the countryside.

However, the higher the potency, the more methodical and scheming the werewolf may be. Make no mistake, however: regardless of the strength of that beastly blood, the human you see before you is abhorrently vacant in the beast on all fours. They will not consider you. Friend, lover, daughter of theirs -- there is no recognition, and nary a trace of love.

They are, by all accounts, completely divorced from their human counterparts.

At Cường's line, that creature in their belly is devilishly smart and cunning, too, in their centuries-long whittled wit. Crafty, they are also abundantly more potent, effective hunters who are seldom one to lose track of their late-night-dinners. With that great airs of a being both wise and long-lived, too, the lesser creatures -- plain wolves, or dogs, as it is -- are likely to follow them, pledging their loyalties into pack mentalities.

Regardless, all werewolves are one thing only: relentless, savage predators, of course, and should never be approached. Beware.

WEAKNESSES.

And that said, silver is no weakness to a werewolf. That’s all fairytale. 

In fact, the werewolf has so very few weaknesses to speak of. They cannot get sick, in mortal shape or not, and are immune to all afflictions that may lead to a mortal’s slow, slow decay. Brute force is the only way to subdue a werewolf, most favorably by beheading or tearing straight through its heart. The task, it goes without saying, is no easy one.

Do not wait for time to claim a werewolf. They are near immortal and may wreak havoc for many generations.

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‘Westworld’ Star Thandie Newton on Embodying the ‘Daring and Vicious’ Maeve

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Against a frontier backdrop crowded with the likes of Anthony Hopkins, Evan Rachel Wood, and James Marsden, one woman stood tall on the plains of Westworld: Maeve Millay, the brothel madam who repeatedly proved herself more cunning and courageous than any cowboy. Played with steely resolve by Thandie Newton, Maeve emerged early on in Westworld‘s first season as one of the HBO drama’s most fascinating personalities — all the more so because she was constructing her personality as the series went along.

As one of the robotic hosts who populate this futuristic theme park, Maeve’s identity is theoretically pre-determined by other people. But as the season progresses, she seizes control of her own narrative and orchestrates a bold escape plan that few of her fellow hosts would dare to dream of… if they could dream in the first place. “I found that the character went from this really tragic vulnerability to enormous strength and power,” the actress says of Maeve’s emotional arc.

We spoke with Newton about Maeve’s independence, her “strange” alliance with Felix, and her favorite scene from Season 1.

One of the interesting things about Maeve’s journey over the course of the first season is that even though she doesn’t often cross-over into the larger arc involving Delores, Robert Ford, and the Man in Black, she’s on a similar quest toward awakening her identity. She just travels there via a different route. Absolutely. And even though I wasn’t crossing-over with Anthony Hopkins and Evan Rachel Wood, I had incredible supporting actors with the guys who played the lab techs Felix and Sylvester [Leonardo Nam and Ptolemy Slocum, respectively]. So I felt that I had my own drama, and I interacted with those characters in the same way that Evan was interacting with Anthony. They weren’t the protagonists, necessarily, but they were still incredibly important to the show.

One of Maeve’s most memorable moments comes in Episode 2 when she “wakes up” in the Westworld lab and witnesses the way the hosts are treated there. It may be the most haunting sequence in the entire season. That was originally going to be in the pilot, but they decided that it was such a powerful set-piece that they could let it breathe and allow it to really take center stage in the second episode. I was thrilled about that. It was the first time that I was playing the nudity, which is a very powerful and important part of the season, to see these characters stripped naked. Because it was my first time doing that, all that fear and vulnerability I was feeling as Thandie the actress was really feeding beautifully into the fear experienced by the character. I became a lot more comfortable with being naked as the series progressed, but in the pilot it was very challenging.

I imagine that an additional challenge in that moment is trying to portray how Maeve is processing what she’s seeing. She doesn’t have a frame of reference for what’s happening in the lab. What were you thinking, as a performer, while walking through that environment? It’s a nightmare-scape, because nothing makes sense. She’s seeing horrific images of bodies and carcasses of meat just being dumped on the ground. And she’s naked. She’s in a completely opposite scenario to Maeve in the saloon, where she takes command and is very self-assured. Suddenly, she’s inside this nightmare, and it’s the worst thing imaginable, to wake up in this alien world where you’re being treated with appalling depravity. I didn’t have to think about much other than what I was seeing and doing.

Did the producers prepare you for what you would see in advance, or were they interested in capturing natural reactions by having you walk through and see fresh horrors? I’d already seen the horror shop in the special effects laboratories, and I had seen the wounds that were on my stomach, because I’d had a number of fittings. So it demystified a lot of the horror. But I’m an actress, and trying to imagine what a person would feel like seeing it for the first time is my place of business. The production design was wonderful, and it definitely provided everything I needed to react the way that I did.

Did you think of Maeve and the “blank slate” host version of her as being separate people? No, it was always Maeve, whether dialed up or dialed down. She was always the canvas on which everything was playing out. She was never an empty shell like Clementine, when she was de-animated. That’s not something that ever happens to Maeve. She’s like a computer that’s being filled, and gets progressively more so as the story continues, to the point where she’s dialed her intelligence right up. She’s acquired a mass of information, which gives her the ability to literally break out of Westworld — which has never been done before, you would imagine! So I never played her as anything other than the host who was growing all the time.

You mentioned Felix earlier, and his relationship with Maeve is one of the most interesting parts of the show, and for some, controversial. Some fans wondered why Felix would just go along with what Maeve was telling him to do. What’s you reading of that relationship? You know, it’s a strange one, and I’d love to hear what Leonardo thinks about it — why Felix remains loyal to this murderous robot. Maybe there’s something in his life that prompts him to ally himself with the oppressed. During shooting, I remember talking about how extraordinary these robots are. They’re incredibly expensive and highly complex devices, which Felix is completely in awe of. He’s in awe of the technology, and in a way, he just wants to see where the technology will go. It’s a kind of perverse desire, but he’s kind of grooving on the machinery. So I think that’s the main reason why he supports what she’s doing. He’s also a nice guy. He’s a tender, sensitive person, especially when set against Sylvester, who is such a dick. [Laughs]

The scenes between Maeve, Felix, and Sylvester often have a nice touch of comedy to them, which is something you don’t often get in the rest of the show. Yeah, to go from that scene in Episode 2 where she’s waking up in this horrific world to the levity of meeting Sylvester and Felix and taking control of that situation is such a relief. It lends itself to laughing at how horrible Sylvester is, and how clever Maeve is. That’s really appealing.

Jumping ahead to the finale, Maeve makes the decision to head back into the park, rather than get on the last train out of Westworld, driven by a fragmented memory of her daughter. What’s the significance of that choice to you, and how does it point to what lies ahead for her in Season 2? It showed me that this character is even more powerful and extraordinary than we thought. Escape was the sole thing on her mind, and she puts that into reverse to go back into a nightmarish world that she wanted to leave more than anything. She finds the strength in herself to adjust that perspective and go back in. It seems like a sacrifice, her denying herself that desire to escape. And for what reason? That’s the cliffhanger: I don’t know the reason, you don’t know the reason. We are going to discover why, and that’s obviously going to be part of the narrative for Season 2. I just know that whatever her future is, it’s going to be really, really daring and vicious.

While she does make some alliances during the first season — with Felix and Sylvester, as well as Hector — she’s largely an independent agent in her own survival. Could she ever work with someone else on a long-term basis? I feel like she’s always going to be on her own. Or, if she does ally herself with someone, it’s always for her own motives. She doesn’t sacrifice her desire in order to satisfy someone else’s desire. Hers comes first, and if it happens to chime with another character, then she’ll go along with them. But I feel like Maeve is in it for herself. She has a relationship with Clementine, and you see loyalty there, but she doesn’t sacrifice herself in order to try and save Clementine. What she does is take the anger and the upset of what happens to Clementine and uses it to power herself forward. She’s definitely got the selfish gene.

Playing those scenes with Angela Sarafyan as Clementine, did you want to provide a sense that Maeve has a maternal relationship with her? I felt that there was a maternal element to Maeve’s relationship with Clementine, definitely. You needed to have that trust and love in order to make Clementine’s demise as tragic as it was. But their relationship and their closeness isn’t just to give Maeve maternal leanings, it’s also to satisfy a twist that comes later with Clementine’s death.

One of the themes that runs throughout Maeve’s storyline, and Westworld in general, is the way that physical and emotional trauma affects individuals, even robots whose memories can be manipulated. You’ve been open in the past about describing abuses you’ve experienced. Was there something cathartic about playing this character? Oh, god, yeah. It was amazing. It was like a phoenix rising from the flames. It was so satisfying being able to single-handedly turn against oppression and fight it and win. My story arc is sensational — talk about a Western, you know? Maeve’s journey is irrepressible, and the love I’ve had back from audiences, the excitement and the fact that people identify with her, men particularly. I’m always surprised by how touched they are by Maeve’s journey, and how supportive they are of me as an actress having played the role. I love that it crosses gender lines. Men don’t feel ostracized from Maeve. They identify with her.

Is there a message you hope audiences take away from the series? It leaves a person questioning the value of human life. Are we just pieces of meat? Are we just pieces on a chessboard? How much are we valued? How much do we value ourselves? How much do we value others? Really, it’s a real call to arms in terms of human rights activism. The oppressed are rebelling in the show. It’s a revolution, and I think that people identify with that. It’s very reassuring to watch a show that’s dealing with that because, obviously, it’s in a context of entertainment, and you can switch it on or you can switch it off. It’s contained in this TV show, neatly tied up and looking beautiful. But the realities are there.

The Old West was a very racist environment, but within Westworld, the violence and abuse is rarely racially motivated. Does that reflect the attitudes of the larger world outside the park, or is it more an example of how the park’s operators have chosen to run the place? It’s funny, I was thinking this morning about some of the people in the show whom we don’t follow in terms of the storyline — the Native American population of the park. When I first read the pilot, I remember really being put off by the word “savages” to describe the Native Americans. Maeve is actually attacked by one such character [in the flashback to her life before the saloon], but that scene isn’t picked up on in the show. I do think there’s a future there, because Lisa and Jonah don’t place anything there thoughtlessly. So I think that something’s going to happen there, and that there’s a larger world within Westworld, which is inhabited by both characters we know and that we may not have met yet. We could spend hours and hours trying to list the different ways, the myriad of ways that Westworld storylines can go.

Is there a specific scene or moment that you’re proudest of from the first season? One clip that gets shown a lot is where Clementine has just been deactivated, and Maeve is reflecting on how she thought that the humans were gods at first, and she’s come to realize that they’re just men. That speech is absolutely iconic. And I say that not just because I had an extraordinary time playing that scene and saying those words. Even if I hadn’t been involved in the project and was seeing it as an audience member, I would think that scene and those words are everything, as a woman, I’ve ever wanted to say. So if there’s a moment that I would want to crown, it’s that piece of dialogue. I am eternally grateful for that opportunity; I looked forward to it as soon as I read it. So yeah, I can’t wait to play her again. It’s coming up soon!

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the traces between myth and fact are ones of tremendous proportions. they may be regularly drawn via the hand of a common person who unearths themselves in a ordinary, or the hand of society. once those traces are drawn, matters which might be taken into consideration “real” are kept on one aspect, and “faux” matters are stored on the other – once in a while hidden from the naked eye. it then will become difficult to sway an opinion about what’s real and what’s now not.the inspiration for such sturdy critiques can be built from a shaky youth revel in, deceptive life classes or difficult love. on the flipside, but, the foundation can also be built from excellent matters – classes which might be taught by means of open arms rather than clenched fists. for this reason, the traces that divide myth from truth can grow, bend and twist in some thing route any given man or woman chooses. it’s not magic. it’s as a substitute the notion that whilst horrible and tragic matters do show up inside the international, it isn"t always anticipated for humanity to live silenced, unprivileged and live with the notion that it"s been stripped of unfastened speech and creativity.author of sheryl steinesmore regularly than no longer, however, society dictates exactly what is fable, and what is truth. the selection of precisely what to agree with is then placed at the shoulders of absolutely everyone who lives and breathes, as does the choice to suspend fact and color outdoor the traces of what’s expected.in her brand new book, “black marketplace”, the second one quantity of the wizard hall chronicles, writer sheryl steines places this choice on show – and what can show up whilst the mind takes creative manage – in a world truth presently regulations with an iron fist. steines creates her own global wherein annie pearce, the primary character of the story, must come face-to-face with her beyond while a useless frame is discovered outside a mystical portal within the area steines has delivered to existence inside the pages of the ebook.annie reveals herself filled with fear and situation as she attempts to protect the safety and secrecy of this fictional black market. she unearths an artifact at the sufferer that’s being famous with the aid of a huge-eyed, wily reporter. annie need to then defend any other deep mystery. this units the scene for the rest of the e-book – which beautifully and eloquently combines themes of empowerment, social justice, resilience, balance, strength and vulnerability. the integration of these very real and effective issues right into a fictionalized international makes this e-book believable, but additionally, in turn, continues things grounded for the reader whilst humanizing the characters, in addition to the plot of the tale. lends itself to the ever-present want to droop fact at instances. times whilst the human capability to briefly break free from the draw close of headlines and information reports outweighs the entirety else.“black market” is the fruits of one of those times, or possibly a lot of them. it’s a reflection of how humanity from time to time chooses to react when given awful news or while an obstacle stands within the way of reaching something. possibly one of the maximum lovely elements about this ebook is the reality that it steps outdoor the area of reality with out stepping too a long way. the storyline itself isn’t up to now on the “make consider” aspect that the reader gets lost in silliness and doesn’t want to move in this adventure with annie and the rest of the characters. no longer handiest that, however steines has a first-rate manner of depicting heroism within the not unusual man or woman – whether it’s a person, woman, or baby – as she does with annie. this additionally makes the reader feel like heroism, in addition to the entirety it represents, is on the market and have to be idea of as some thing that’s not a lot a unprecedented act, however one that’s humble and in lots of methods, common.that is this form of attention and empowerment that brings social justice to the forefront. the truth that it is able to be discovered within the pages of a fictional novel is a testament to sheryl steines capability as an author to merge the 2 – and still bind everything collectively and make it work. not best is there an element of urgency, however there’s also a human satisfactory which solidifies the notion that the reader can choose what to perceive as fact, just similar to fable.in those current instances, it’s refreshing if you want to have that preference to make. it’s a wonderful choice that in the long run shapes one’s world, however it’s perhaps even more fresh to step outdoor a international that’s comfortable, and into any other that isn’t. it’s with this experience of wonderment that society desires to be more open-minded and appreciative of those – like sheryl steines – who provide humanity with a creative platform and supply us some thing to reflect onconsideration on, as opposed to telling us what to assume.

snap shots courtesy of sheryl steines the submit e-book evaluation: regarded first on the good men task.