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The Dreamer will not Awaken

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Filmmaker, Artist, and dreamer David Lynch as died. All artists are unique voices and visions, but few have the dreamlike quality that impacts generations such as was the films of David Lynch.

I first encountered Lynch’s visual language when along with a pack of friends I went to a local arthouse theater for a double feature of Roger Corman’s Little Shop of Horrors and David Lynch’s Eraserhead. I still have clear memories of sitting in that darkened theater telling myself that eventually the movie Eraserhead would start making sense. It never did, but its images stayed parked powerfully in my mind.

I next ran into Lynch with his big budget studio production of Dune, the least David Lynch film that man ever released. It is so unlike his vision that extended television versions do not credit him at his insistence.

My next encounter however transformed me into a fan when I went to the theater to see Blue Velvet. I came out of that screen struck with the beauty and the horror of his mind. The glory of a good and simple life, the depravity of a bad one and just how closely interlocked the two truly were.

When Twin Peaks hit the air, my take was that Lynch had brought Blue Velvet to television, but of course the series was both far darker and for more normal than that movie had been.

I cannot say I have seen all of his work, but what I have watched has stayed with me and haunts my thoughts more than most financial blockbusters.

Every death is the loss of a voice and every one touches the world in ways that vast and complex. Lynch touched many of us and he lives on in our dreams and nightmares.

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The Art and The Artist Part One Million

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With the further and now apparently well documented allegations that paint Neil Gaiman as a rather nasty piece of work we are once again thrust into the unresolved and unresolvable debate concerning separating the artists from the art.

First off, it is decision of personal moral standards. I hold no ill will or any negative opinion for anyone that decides to boycott or who continues to support the art an artist. We each make our own choices about how much compromise the broken world demands of us. No one can live in this universe pure and unsullied. Every choice we make has consequences and moral implications.

Personally, I think one defining line is asking how much of the art promotes the objectionable stands, beliefs, or actions of the artist. Roman Polanski should be rotting in a prison cell for forcibly raping a child. yet, his cinematic production of Macbeth or Chinatown do not promote such a world view and while both have a cynical approach to evil in the world, both recognize and clearly delineate that the evil is real and not an arbitrary illusion crafted by mere mortals.

Bryan Singer a talented filmmaker is always accosted with more than a little credibility of also sexually abusing minors. If true he should face legal consequences. But it is also true that his film X-Men is an allegory for the mistreatment of minorities and takes a stand against such bigotry.

Kevin Spacey’s career was derailed by allegations of sexual abuse and he cowardly tried to use he newly disclosed sexuality as a shield. A dodge that did not work and he was ejected from a number of productions. Spacey’s portray of Jack Vincennes as morally corrupt cop who comes to realize the evil he has helped perpetuate and tried to correct it is a deeply moving and touching job that gives hope to the concept of redemption.

In each of these cases and others I would argue that the art is not corrupted by the evils of the artist. These are also all films, and I think the boycotting of film productions if particularly problematic.

Film is a collaborative art and to boycott a film is not just a harm to the objectionable artist but to all the artist that work and profit from that production. Boycott the Harry Potter films due to Rowlings despicable beliefs and you also are striking against Radcliff who gives every appearance of a devoted ally. Boycotting film, for me personally, has too high of a ration of collateral damage to target.

Books are a different matter.

Only three entities profit from the sale of a book, the book seller, the publisher, and the author. Everyone else has already been paid and compensated for their time and labor. If you are one to buy books then your support for the book seller is unlikely to change, leaving just the publisher and the author. Given that I find the boycotting of books from questionable artist much easier to justify.

Luckily for me I was never much of a Gaiman fan with his novels, so not buying them isn’t so much a boycott as life as normal. For you, well that’s your decision.

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Folk Horror Review: Robin Redbreast

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Produced and broadcast December 1970 as part of the BBC anthology program A Play for Today is a modern set piece of folk horror. Originally broadcast in color the only surviving elements are a 16mm B&W copy due to the BBC’s notorious penny-pinching habit of recording over their master tapes.

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Norah (Anna Cropper) a thoroughly modern woman, having been dumped by her boyfriend of eight years, decides to abandon the city and live for a few months in a country cottage that she and her ex-had purchased just before the dissolution of their relationship.

The isolated village and its inhabitant are quaint and strange to Norah’s modern sensibilities with the woman she hired to help clean and maintain the cottage a busybody and gossip. When Norah discovers that there is an infestation of field mice in her cottage she’s directed to seek out Robin a local man who can perform the extermination. She finds Robin (Andrew Bradford) in the forest practicing martial arts nude.

Robin, though simple-minded, attracts the lonely Norah but slowly it begins to seem that the villagers have arranged everything to induced Norah and Robin into a relationship with some dark unspecified purpose at their goal.

I first heard of Robin Redbreast on the documentary about Folk Horror but at that time aside from one massive collection of films, it what not available anywhere to view. Recently it has become available to stream in the Ad-supported service Tubi and at a brisk one hour and twenty minutes it doesn’t require a deep commitment of time.

I think that the accident of only as B&W element surviving actually works in the film’s favor, giving it the village a feel of something not quite of modern times, very fitting for folk horror which is nearly always about the collision between tradition and modernity.

Limitations of both budget and technical capability do hamper some aspects of the production. A sequence that is supposed to be from a frightened bird’s perspective is achieved solely through crash zooms and whip pans of the camera that are quite off putting. There are a few conveniences of plot but overall while not approaching becoming a favorite for me of the folk horror genre Robin Redbreast was worth at least a watch.

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Movie Review: Nosferatu (2024)

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In 1897 Stoker’s novel Dracula was published becoming for more than a hundred year the definitive text on vampires. 25 years later German director F.W. Murnau released his film Nosferatuwritten by Henrik Galeen, a script that was found to have infringed on Stoker’s novel. Despite the court ordering all copies destroyed, the fact of the international release proved a boon to global cinephiles and Nosferatu survived.

In 1979 Nosferatu climbed from its cinematic grave with a new remake starring eclectic actor Klaus Kinski.

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And now after another several decades Christmas 2024 brought us another adaptation by celebrated horror director Robert Eggers (The Witch, and The Lighthouse.) but taking care to credit Stoker’s original novel as well as the 1922 screenplay as source materials.

It is 1834 and aspiring estate clerk Thomas Hutter (Nicholas Hoult) is dispatched by his employer to a distant client, Count Orlok (Bill Skarsgard) leaving his new bride Ellen (Lilly-Rose Depp) with close friends (Aaron Taylor-Johnson & Emma Corrin). Count Orlok, the titular Nosferatu, harbors insidious plans to leave his isolated castle and feed upon the citizens of a modern city and is particularly drawn to the virtuous Ellen. Thomas, along with friends and associates is drawn into a battle against evil and death trying to defeat Orlok.

Robert Eggers delivers a dark, moody, and gothic tale of horror and evil beyond reason, with stunning desaturated color from cinematographer Jarin Blaschke. This is not a tale that utilizes a charismatic foreigner as a metaphor for sexual desires and repressions but one of an evil drawn from the dead that desires to bring death to everywhere it travels. Orlok unlike Dracula in most adaptations does not seduce, he feeds. He is not attractive but repulsive and when he is easily visible the Count’s nature as a walking corpse becomes revolting apparent. This film depicts the horror of being the victim of the Nosferatu and of the unending torment of being one. It is not accident that the tag line on the poster is ‘Succumb to the Darkness.’ We often talk of succumbing to a disease and that is never the desired outcome.

 Eggers slips between the world the characters inhabit and their dreams and nightmares so easily that the audience just as the poor cursed characters often cannot know what is real and what is phantasm.

Perhaps the consistently best director working in horror today Robert Eggers’ filmography is one of artistic success to artistic success here is hoping that addition to his massive talent Nosferatu finds the commercial success that studios desire.

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Movie Review (sort of): Werewolves

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Because I had today off from the work, I decided to go see a movie last night and went to Werewolves. What followed is something that I had not done in many many years, I walked out of a movie before it was over. So, be aware that this review is based pretty much on the first act alone of the movie I truly did not enjoy.

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Why did I walk out? I could have gotten past the flat ill-defined characters. I could have gotten past the exposition heavy set-up and even the truly idiotic action of supposedly intelligent people. Even a character has wildly unlikely as our protagonist who was, 1) an infantry combat veteran of American’s wars in the middle east, 2) a dedicated first responder, AND 3) a world-class research level medical doctor. Such a collection of skill is well suited to pulp adventure but badly placed in a horror movie, but I could have let it slide.

No, it was the actual film making and cinematography that drove me out of the theater. Director Steven C. Miller is so enamored with lens flares as to make J.J. Abrams appeared restrained and suited for period drawing room dramas. I was literally muttering under my breath ‘enough with the lens flares’ before any story had started. Miller is also overly fond of extreme close-ups. I am talking about framing actors faces so their chin touches the bottom of the frame and forehead exceeds the top. This is used in a Heads-Up-Display much like Iron Man in the MCU but far far too often. During chaotic action sequences where the characters are suffering the consequences of their poorly thought out set up the audiences are shoved so close to the actors faces with so few cut away shots it is nearly impossible to know exactly what is going on.

All of that pales before Miller’s devotion to strobe effects.

When things turn to shit in the research center because none of the brilliant characters were able to remember that people can reach between bars of a cage the chaotic fight and flight scenes in addition to being filmed with far too many full-face close-ups is lit with so many intense strobes that I literally had to hold my hand between my face and the screen. Of course, with my hand positioned like that I could no longer follow the action and I still acquired a nice migraine. I tried for a little bit longer to watch but between the stupidity onscreen and the pain escalating behind my eyes I determine coming home was a far more intelligent option.

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Movie Review The Return

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Sunday Dec 8th turned out to be a three-movie day as I watched Heretic at a late screening, Heavier Trip, the sequel the charming Heavy Trip by way of Video on Demand and at a matinee screening The Return.

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A retelling of the final chapters or books of the Greek Classic The Odyssey the film details the return after twenty years of the hero/king Odysseus (Ralph Fiennes) to his home the island of Ithaca. In the absences the kingdom has gone to ruin. The best men had sailed with the king to the war on Troy and none have returned. The king’s father is dying and unscrupulous suitors pressure Queen Penelope (Juliette Binoche) to select one of them to be the new king. Disguised as a beggar and veteran of the war Odysseus is reluctant to reveal himself, carrying the heavy emotional scars of both the war and the men he led to their doom.

The Return is a modern telling of the story with modern sensibilities to the emotional trauma inflected by the horror of war while retaining the period setting of the classic tale. Fiennes is excellent, as usual, in the role, his aged and deeply lined face wearing the heavy weight of guilt and memory quite well. Binoche also turns in a riveting performance while the rest of the cast can only be described as adequate. It is not perhaps the fault of the performers as the script is tightly focused on Odysseus and Penelope. It is their story and his more than hers, with the remaining characters only serving to reflect themes and motivations back to the principles.

The direction by Uberto Pasolini and the cinematography is serviceable and does nothing to draw attention to themselves but also do nothing that elevates the final product above that perfectly useable art.

The Return is currently in theaters but with a very limited promotional campaign, a proper trailer was only available about a month prior to release, it is destined for a fast trip to online streaming and Video on Demand.

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Movie Review: Heretic

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Heretic: a person who differs in opinion from established religious dogma. (Merriam-Webster)

Released by A24 Heretic is a horror film that falls more broadly in the genre of psychological horror than traditional horror thought elements at the films conclusion can be interpreted to move the movie into a supernatural realm.

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As depicted in the films trailer, two Mormon missionaries, Sister Paxton (Chloe East) and Sister Barnes (Sophie Thatcher) have come to the home of Mr. Reed (Hugh Grant) because he has expressed an interest in learning more about the Mormon church. Deceiving the pair into believing his wife is at home he traps them in the house and begins a cruel psychological cat-and-mouse game with the young women.

First off let me state just how much I am loving Hugh Grant in is villain era of acting. From a corrupt English politician in A Very English Scandal, thru his campy and quite enjoyable rogue in Dungeons & Dragon: Honor Among Thieves to this controlled and chilling performance I have enjoyed Grant so much more than in his good looking rom-com days.

Written and Directed by Scott Beck & Bryan Woods, Heretic is a thoughtful film that doesn’t treat any of its characters as cheap and as strawmen. It poses interesting and challenging questions about the nature of faith, belief, and organized religion without presenting any particular answer as ‘truth’ but only as truth seen through flawed human perception.

The three central performers are all operating at what looks like the top of their games, giving detail and subtle performances that illuminate character without broad exposition. Reed’s worldview is internally consistent but like any not without fault or logical fallacy. The Sisters are presented neither as caricatures of their faith nor as unblemished adherents.

Cinematographer Chung Chung-hoon makes use of unsettling and unconventional close-ups that allow the audience of share in Paxton and Barnes growing terror as their situation becomes frightening clear.

Heretic at time reminded me of Barbarian but without that movies disbelief shattering descent into superhuman silliness. Save for a single event near the films climax Heretic keeps itself firmly grounded in conventional reality and even the event in question is open to various interpretations.

I thoroughly enjoyed this film, and I am thrilled that I managed to make time to see it in the theater before it run closed.

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The End of Spooky Season and Final Stretch for 2024

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October has left us and there were some very nice horror films that I visited for this time of the year when summer dies away and darkness creeps in. Though my favorite horror films that were new to me this year I watched outside of spooky season, Longlegs That Satanic serial killer film from Oz Perkins and Immaculate the feminist/religious/body-horror starring Sydney Sweeney. (Reviews for both are on this blog.) Though there is time for Heretic with what looks like a deliciously evil Hugh Grant to win a spot at the top.

My own foray in horror proceeds but a bit slower than I had wanted. My folk/Cosmic horror novel should have been at 60,000 words by the end of October but landed at 55,000. 5K short is not terrible and it remains very likely that the first draft will be completed before year’s end.

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Spooky Season: The Fault in the Zombie Apocalypse

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Ever since 1978’s Dawn of the Dead the sequel film a decade after the original Night of the Living Dead the vision of the world overrun with shambling corpses has been the standard for projects using the monsters created by Romero.

But the math just doesn’t work.

For 2022 the mortality rate in the United States was about 982 persons dying each year per 100,000 of population. Even that number is a bit high has it includes excess mortality due to the COVID 19 pandemic. Averaging that out over a standard year, 365.25 days, that a daily mortality rate of 2.69 deaths per day per 100K people.

San Diego county where I live has a population of 3.3 million people which yields a daily death rate of 89 deaths per day.

Modern graves are not simply holes dug into the earth but concrete lined underground structures from which the walking dead could not escape so we only need concern ourselves with the unburied dead.

Most Americans are buried with 7 days of death. Multiply the daily death rate by 7 and we end up with 623 unburied dead to be reactivated into zombies on Zed Day.

623 versus a population of 3.3 million. The entire zombie army is about the size of a largish movie theater audience. Hardly the inescapable horde that can besiege countless building and paralyze all law enforcement and military units.

Before you can have the zombie apocalypse you need a massive die off of the human population that creates fields of corpses to be reactivated,

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Spooky Season Spectacular: Quatermass and The Pit

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One of favorite SF horror films and my favorite Hammer production is Quatermass and the Pit (1967), released in the U.S. as Five Million Years to Earth because American audiences were not familiar with screenwriter Nigel Kneale recurring scientist character Bernard Quatermass.

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Quatermass, (Andrew Keir) leader of the British civilian rochet research group is put out when the Ministry of Defense assigns a Colonel Breen (Julian Glover) to his project as they hope top establish ballistic missile bases on the moon. However before to properly lock horn over that the pair become involved with a strange missile-like device found deep underground while a subway extension is being constructed. While Breen believes it to be an unknown ‘V-Weapon’ from the second world war Quatermass recognizes that is not of the earth. Before long secrets of human evolution are uncovered and a new threat to humanity’s existed rises.

As I mentioned this is a favorite of mine and I own an import UK Blu-Ray disc of the feature as for the longest time no such Blu-ray had been released in this country. However, I had never seen the film on the big screen.

Until yesterday.

The New Beverly Cinema, owned by filmmaker and cinephile Quintin Tarantino, exhibited a copy project from a technicolor print and that was not something I was going to miss. So, I drove 3 hours there and 2.5 hours back to watch this beloved film the way it had been intended to be seen.

I was not disappointed.

From a show of hands before the screening I would guess about a third of those attending had never seen the film at all. It was well received. Oh, there were a few giggles when some of the effects showed their age but in general the audience sat rapt, silent, and engrossed in Kneale’s vivid screenplay bursting with fantastic ideas.

One scene displayed Kneale’s gift of prophesy. Quatermass asks an archeologist what he thinks humanity would do if it discovered, perhaps due to some climate catastrophe that the Earth was doomed? Roney answers, “Nothing. We’d just continue squabbling.” Ironic laughter filled the theater after that bit of foresight.

The screening was paired with John Carpenter’s Prince of Darkness another film I thoroughly enjoyed, but having seen that on its original run and despairing at the thought of not getting home until past 2 am, I bailed on the second feature.

Quatermass and the Pit remains a wonderful bit of cinema and well worth 5 hours behind the wheel of my car to see in its original technicolor glory.

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