You’ve probably guessed from the complete lack of movie reviews in recent times that I haven’t been to the cinema in ages. Let’s face it – with Netflix, Stan (and yes, even sooky Presto) and the wonderful world of torrents – who the hell needs to?
For some reason, I did.
The Conjuring 2: The Enfield Poltergeist
“Sorry father, take off my what?”
Some pretext: I dismissed this franchise as the usual popular horror jump-scare-and-not-much-else fest that most successful horror movies seem to be, without even viewing it. Then I watched the first one – on my couch, alone, in the dark, with headphones on and slightly drunk (the way I view most scary movies these days). It was an immersive experience that brought feelings of excitement, dread, fear and joy all in one. It was great. I changed my mind about the franchise that instant. The first Conjuring film is good.
Before attending this movie, at the cinema, on opening weekend (a STUPID idea in hindsight), I spent time trying to remember the last time I witnessed a ‘horror’ film in a movie theatre. Continue reading
Season 1: Murder House
This show isn’t new (Seasons 1-3 – the only ones available on Australian Netflix – aren’t anyway), but I warned you that at times this wouldn’t be particularly current.
I’m always up for a scare, but being with someone who doesn’t like horror movies limits my opportunities to indulge in the genre. Seeing American Horror Story on the Netflix menu presented me with said opportunity – 40 minute-ish episodes? Perfect. No idea of what to expect despite the show having existed for a while? Even better!
Skimming through Google to learn whether or not it was worth investing my time in, I was confused to discover that the show had been created by the people who made Glee, and while I’ve never seen that show either, I wondered just how much of a horror story it could be if that was the case. I also came across review aggregation sites that praised the show, so I thought ‘why not?’ and got straight into Season 1: Murder House.
That’s an enjoyable aspect of the show – each season is its own complete tale, and watching one doesn’t affect the story or require watching of any of the others. Still, it’s probably good to watch them in order anyway, and I’ll explain why. Continue reading
It’s Halloween – an occasion I can recognise the importance of, but also lament the importation of every year as more and more Australian kids join in on the distinctly American tradition of developing diabetes while wearing a costume. Anyway, I’m not here to talk about that. I eat way too much chocolate (or candy if you’re American) as it is. I don’t need a freaking occasion, OR a stupid costume. As a matter of fact it’s quite often a spoon and a jar of nutella in my underwear on the couch late at night.
But I’m getting off track.
I will say this, the work I’ve been undertaking (good, unintentional pun there) lately has a lot to do with hotels, and as we move towards this annual occasion I couldn’t help but wonder why the hell TripAdvisor or some other organisation hasn’t decided to embrace the theme. Who knows, maybe they have and I just missed it. Continue reading
Kid’s got a better plastic surgeon than Michael Jackson..
Thanks to being far more busy over the last week than I anticipated I haven’t had the chance to delight you all with my witticisms and hilarity. For that I am sorry, but it’s OK – I’m back! – If only for a while.
I decided to ditch the book vs. movie format I experimented with all of once, because let’s face it, the book is always better – but the first two are movies I watched within 24 hours of reading the last page of the book.
Pet Semetary (1989)
I’ve recently fallen into King, which I guess makes me a late bloomer. But I’ve been marching through his books slowly and watching the movie renditions. I’d warn of spoilers but the movie is 25 years old. There are a few key differences between book and film.
The most annoying to me was probably the cat. After he dies and Louis buries him, he returns. In the movie he’s immediately portrayed as sinister, through cuts of hissing and yowling. Terrifying? Sure. In the book, though, the cat (named Church), is more eerie than terrifying. He loses his cat-like qualities such as agility and speed, and becomes a docile, reclusive and uncoordinated anomaly. Why is this different? I guess it’s pretty hard to justify the use of some kind of heavy sedative on a cat just for the sake of the movie. Still, it’s weak.