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My Soul Silver file is mostly complete other than postgame legendaries and dex completion and side stuff like Pokeathlon. But now I gotta do a bunch of migration from 3rd to 4th gen and onward and make sure I have good battle tower/frontier teams to leave behind in 4th when I go to 5th...and also I'm working on a bunch of other games simultaneously. It's a lot but I'm getting there!

Steely-vented Hummingbird by Adam Rainoff Via Flickr: High above the verdant Cauca Valley at Mirador Barlovento in Pradera, Colombia, I waited in the dappled light for this male Steely-vented Hummingbird (Saucerottia saucerottei) to settle. He chose a slender twig right in front of me and held still long enough for the magic to happen. Every scale-like feather on his head, back, and flanks glows with intense emerald-green iridescence that shifts to molten gold as the light plays across it. The crisp white belly and undertail stand in sharp contrast to his dark steely-blue tail, while the long straight bill and jet-black eye give him an alert, almost regal presence. The soft forest bokeh melts the background into gentle layers of green, letting the bird pop with jewel-like clarity. Working handheld with the Canon R5 and RF 100-500mm at 500mm, I chose 1/1500 second at f/6.7 and ISO 3200 to freeze any tiny movement while keeping the background beautifully diffused in that late-afternoon light. The combination delivered the tack-sharp detail and rich color I was after without disturbing this tiny pollinator. Moments like this at Mirador Barlovento remind me why I keep returning to these Andean slopes: to document the quiet brilliance of species that keep entire ecosystems alive. ©2026 Adam Rainoff Photographer

Missleman.

Late Cronenberg has been uncompromising, uncomfortable, and decidedly uncaring of a mass audience. This is a deep dive into the director's personal obsessions and themes that have haunted him throughout his entire career. It's in a way an autobiography (frame after frame of star Vincent Cassel might confuse the viewer as to if they're seeing Cassel or Cronenberg himself), an elegiac take on the death of his wife from cancer, and how private grief is processed. It's his steeliest, coldest film since Crash, with the same stately aesthetic; the straightforward dialog, closed off modern interiors, the technology that subsumes us all, the paranoia, the fear, the death fetishism, the body dysmorphia.

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