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t-minus 3 days and counting: sad but true

In Uncategorized on November 13, 2009 at 3:32 am

i wish i saw this inside a theater. with sunny.

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based on a teleplay by david j. schow (author of the seminal “black leather required” and the sublime “rock breaks scissors cut”) this is a kick in the ass of horror movies.

three cinephiles set out to find a rare horror film. as students of the cinema arts, they know the tropes of horror flicks and as such, make sure that they have a cellphone (even checking for reception), gun (with bullets) and flares (plural). but everything goes down a bloody hill anyway.

what’s really cool is how the cliches are turned upside down. like the sex scenes and the nudity are shown 1/8 into the film and not as a preclimax obligatory scene, although there is that too. also the  the girl puts on her jeans first instead of running into the woods in her panties.

qoutes:

“you know the only thing i hate more than bad timing is actors who think they can direct.”

and

“that’s the worst form of transition —  a cliche — you blacked out! a time cut. how boring.”

and my favorite:

“nobody cares about that subtextual bullshit. get to the kill!”

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cold. and now rain. lots of rain until the weekend. time to do some gun-for-hire writing.

still at t-minus 4 days…

In Uncategorized on November 12, 2009 at 2:21 am

just saw this piece of genius, a week and a half late.

praying rob zombie doesn’t do a remake, or a reboot, whatever.

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t-minus 4 days and counting: the end of the line

In Uncategorized on November 11, 2009 at 9:41 pm

“the sound of building coffins” would be one of the best, if not the very best, reads of the year. the kind that requires to be read way past bedtime as you crawl underneath a comforter with a maglite. aside from early poppy z. brite and caitlin r. kiernan, the last time i did that was with “the house of leaves”. maybe “the terror”. if there is only one book to be read this year, this would be it. although i am looking forward to stephen king’s “under the dome”, partially to see if he has gone catholic on us, constant readers.

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the temperatura is hitting the low 40s and will be dropping to around low 30s come the afternoon. this, after a sunny and warm weekend. i am officially hating the weather. there is no more escaping the 12 pounder coats and doc martens.

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the thought that in a month’s time i’ll be swimming in san miguel and shoveling panga ng tuna is failing to comfort me. i want to get out of new york, maybe for good. one can never get enough of this place and one shouldn’t even try. also, why not quit before you hit the hard concrete, har-de-fucking har. i just feel that this city is built on superficiality of the evil kind, the lovecraftian kind. at least vegas and LA, IMfuckingHO are not hiding their superficiality and aloofness and ostentatious display of shallowness. you get manicured lawns and bright lights and fake smiles and you know it to be true, even the fake smiles. here, it is impossible to tell.

last night i told my wife that i am tired of this city.

“you will miss new york”, was her only reply as she went back to here take-home work.

we have this code that when spoken by either of us, we will just pack our shit and go, no questions asked.

i very nearly came to using that word.

if only her firm has an office in new orleans or rhode island.

but of course, there is always manila.

i give myself one more year. so help me gods.