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This week Warren Ellis is moblogging from the set of Global Frequency, the television adaptation of his eponymous comicbook:
In the script, Rogers has combined the Russian sleeper agent with the rotting implant in his head with the guy from my PLANETARY/THE BATMAN: NIGHT ON EARTH book who's causing his immediate environment to shift in and out of the laws of physics. He takes me down a narrow alleyway. “The camera approaches down here and so should you, for the full effect,” he says. There's a guy slumped at the end of the alley, his arm sticking out. I step over the guy at the end, mumbling something. “Now turn around,” says Rogers. It's a dummy. Of a guy. Who has the left side of his body missing. Sheared away. Cut in half. And you can see the complete cross-section of his internal organs, bone, muscle, everything. It is uniquely disgusting and very beautiful. (diepunyhumans.com: start on August 11)

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