Showing posts with label Halloween. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Halloween. Show all posts

Sunday, October 30, 2011

The Ghost Virus Is Catching


Happy Halloween everyone. For just one day (That day would be Halloween), I'm putting my screenplay of GHOST VIRUS up for reading/reviewing/critical drudging. I wrote it way back in 2002 and until last year, it was considered lost in a hard drive crash. I found an incomplete hard copy of it and, thanks to OCR software and Final Draft 10, I regained it digitally. Since then, I did some minor tinkering with some plot matters and replaced the ending (hurriedly). It's not a perfect script by any means, but it's got some good moments.

Time's up! The window has closed! Thanks for reading!

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Happy Halloween!

I hope y'all have a sweet and scary Halloween! Here's a playlist that you can keep on in the background for your party or what have you. Press Play, turn it up and click on the full screen tab. Enjoy!


Friday, October 3, 2008

Domo-Kun attacks America!

You may have gathered from these posts that I am a fan of certain aspects of Japanese Pop Culture. I'm not enthralled by all aspects of it, but I'm rabid about the one's I do covet. It always amuses me when I see something decidedly Japanese invading Western culture, but sometimes it can be extremely surreal.

Today was a perfect example. I never, never enter Target stores. I'm not against them, it's just they're a bit expensive and just a little more than oppressive. Red is not a color that makes me want to buy. Red is a color that alternately makes me want to punch or hump things.

Halloween is an exception, since I like to visit Target for their $1 section and unique Halloween items (example: the limited selection of monster themed half cans of Jones soda).

So, not knowing what I'm about to be in for, I stroll casually into my local Target store and, just inside the front door, I am faced with a 3 foot plush Domo-Kun hanging from the ceiling. Surrounding the plushie are a series of Domo-Kun Halloween themed ads. For the tiniest of a split second, I forgot where I was. "Did I mistakenly walk into an Asian store?", I asked myself. Nope, it's a Target.


A similar Domo-Kun to what I encountered today (taken from I-mockery.com).


I was so jazzed and disoriented, I quickly made my way to the rear of the store to see what amounted to an absolute shrine to the Japanese NHK TV mascot. Domo-Kun everywhere.

What's more puzzling is the way Domo-Kun is being marketed. The ad copy states he's from Japan and he's new, but that's about it. So, I bought a small Domo-Kun bag with 5 Domo-Kun candy necklaces and a small Domo-Kun Frankenstein's Monster plushie. I suppose I'll be back for more. Crap, I know I will.

To see more pictures concerning this Halloween Ad blitz, go to I-Mockery.com and Target's Halloween Website for more official Domo-Kun shenanigans. Better yet, go down to Target and see it for yourself. It's surreal and, as I'm loathe to admit, pretty wonderful to see.

Thursday, November 1, 2007

3D Hallowe'en.

As a rule, I always try to see a Hallowe'en movie on Hallowe'en Day. It's not always possible, since some years are thin for horror and Hallowe'en related films. I refused to see Saw 4, so Pickens were Slim.

So, for Hallowe'en this year, I went to see the 3D edition of "The Nightmare Before Christmas". I really was never a dyed-in-the-wool Tim Burton fan. I enjoyed 'Ed Wood" greatly (I believe it's his best film), but that was a film that didn't have the Tim Burton look. I never dug "Pee Wee's Big Adventure" or "Beetlejuice" the way most people did and I thought his "Batman" films were pretty contrived. I usually give him a chance on most of his films and I uniformly come away disappointed to some degree. I do, however, like "The Nightmare Before Christmas" very much. I think it's because, although it smacks of Burton's vision (the illusion is cinched with the Danny Elfman score and songs), it wasn't made by him. It does make all the difference for me. Yes, his name is prominent above the title, but the film doesn't feel like a Tim Burton film to me. There's more narrative control; more... depth.

The film was released in 1993, just before the hostile takeover of CGI. The replacement animation used with tangible, real world materials is what give the film an enduring quality that sets it apart from Gothic animated films that came after, most notably the lamentable "The Corpse Bride" (which was a masturbatory catalog of future Hot Topic merchandise). "The Nightmare Before Christmas" was a damn near perfect holiday fare, tailor made to become a perennial seasonal favorite. I myself have seen it a few times on the big screen and I've indulged in a screening every time it's been re-released. This time is no exception.

Now, I am an avid devotee of three dimensional methods. I own View Masters, Vintage Stereoscopes, Comic Books, 3D cameras (Still and Motion), a rig for a video camera (!) , several films the the Field Sequential format... I even have some 3D theatrical prints floating around somewhere. I go and see every theatrically exhibited 3D film I can feasibly make it to and I've seen some doozys! Last night, I finally made it to see "The Nightmare Before Christmas" in Disney Digital 3D.

I won't bore you with a overview of the plot and all. I'm sure you all have seen it by now. I'll just get straight to the point: "The Nightmare Before Christmas" is possibly the most deserving movie to be presented in 3D. For a film that was originally flat, the movie looks stunning. I don't know if the makers took the original film and made a computerized "left eye" or secondary image to make the 3D, or if they rendered each frame into the computer and made 2 completely new mapped out images, but whatever they did to it, it worked. It was like watching a pop up book come to life and, I believe, that's exactly what it should have been.

Nothing new was added to the film proper, that is, there was nothing revised for in-your-face 3D, which is a true blessing. While many people might be wholly disappointed by this matter, those people (aka: the general public, I fear) are wholly missing the point. 3D should never violate your eyes. The visual molestation that most 3D movies subject an audience to are exactly the reasons 3D has such a bad reputation. Headaches? Sure, I'd have a headache, too, if someone was constantly poking something within an inch of my face every 3 minutes!

What is done here is the happiest of Cinematic miracles. Not only is the 3D rendered well, it brings out details obscured by the original, single lens version. I noticed many background details and secondary characters that I'd missed the first, flat, time around. Complimenting the visuals, are a total spacial, discreet sound remix for the original soundtrack. It's quite directional and ambient and it serves the visuals extremely well; especially during the songs. I rarely have perfect Theatrical experiences, but this one qualifies.

Go see it. I believe there's only one more week left before it goes away, possibly forever.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Rob Zombie's HALLOWEEN Rantview

I've just watched Rob Zombie's HALLOWEEN via an advance workprint. Thank God for advance workprints, because this is the absolute worst piece of rat excrement I've witnessed since, well, "The Devil's Rejects" (or maybe "Cabin Fever"). Seriously, if this is what Horror films are anymore, I burn my membership card. I no longer watch or like Horror films.

First, I'm going to go throught the minutes of this movie and then go through all that is wrong with this abortive attempt at a remake, so spoilers abound. Go ahead and read on. No one should ever pay to see this shitball of a movie.

:SPOILERS START HERE:




The prologue is a half hour long. Little Michael Myers is the middle child of a white trash family. He has an older sister, Judith, and a younger sister, Laurie, a mother, Deborah, who is a stripper and a step father, Ronnie, who is a lecherous deadbeat with a cast on one arm and a finger splint on the other. The parents bicker and fight over breakfast while Michael, upstairs, first coddles and then kills his pet rat. Michael continuously wears a clown mask.

At school, two bullies verbally attack Michael and call his mother and sister whores (well, they ARE). They fight, the principal bursts in to break it up and Michael tell the principal to go fuck himself.

Next, in the Principal's office, Michael's mother is brought in and so is Doctor Samuel Loomis, who offers to psychoanalyse Michael. Michael's mom is then shown the corpse of a dead cat that Michael's been carrying around (Michael's mom says that that's what little boys do) and pictures of mutilated animals.

Michael then stalks one of the bullies over the opening credits and then kills the boy with a tree branch. Later that night at home, Michael's mom lets Michael go trick or treating even though he's been mutilating animals all over town. She goes to the strip club, the step dad goes to sleep and Michael's older sister brings a boy up to her room. The boyfriend dons the familiar Captain Kirk mask during foreplay. Michael ties up his step dad with duct tape while he sleeps and cuts his throat. The Boyfriend goes downstairs for a sandwich and is bludgeoned to death with an aluminum baseball bat. He then gets a knife and goes upstairs for his sister. He puts on the Kirk mask and stabs his sister, chasing her down the hall (the first time of many I screamed "OH, COME ON!" since Michael looked like a midget with a full sized head). He then kills his sister, grabs the baby and runs out of the house, just when his mom arrives home. Cue television report montage.

Michael is institutionalised in Dr loomis' care. They seem to get along, but the relationship is strained as Michael wants to leave the hospital. Mom still loves Michael, even though he killed most of the family and visits him often. Michael then begins to wear a papier mache mask he made that looks like a cross between Leather Face and Slipknot. Michael becomes worse and worse until he finally kills a nurse. Cue montage of happier times between Michael and Mom.

Present times. Michael is a hulk of an adult in a tattered bathrobe and shackles. His hair obscures his face. The Slipknot comparisons are gelling even more. His room (rather nice for an isolated patient) is filled with homemade masks. His final parole is denied and Dr. Loomis tells Michael that he's leaving him.

Enter mental institution nurses aide rapists. They drag a girl into Michael's room and rape her in front of him while wearing his masks (I'm hearing the rape scene has been removed... thank god). Michael freaks out and kills them (probably more for the masks than the rape) and leaves the hospital freely with no fanfare.

He goes to a truck stop and kills a trucker with his own knife in a toilet stall. Donning the trucker's overalls, he goes to his hometown.

HADDONFIELD. 52 minutes into the film. Laurie Strode and her adoptive parents live a middle class, but still rather trashy existence.

Michael goes to his old house and rips the floor boards apart to reveal the Kirk mask. Apparently, young Michael was forward thinking enough to stash the mask in the floorboards.

Dr. Loomis does a lecture tour of the Myers case.

From here on, the film finally bears some resemblance to the original film, plot wise. The girls (Annie, Lynda and Laurie, just like the original)talk about babysitting, Dr. Loomis bickers with other Psychiatrists about the handling of Michael... Blah, blah, blah.

Michael bursts into the Strode house and kills Laurie's Adoptive Father. The then goes for Laurie's Adoptive Mother, but sees Laurie's picture and it stops him. Why? I don't know. Laurie was just a baby and he COULDN'T see any resemblance. The Mother's murder is revealed later. Michael's Kirk mask is giving off the feel of Karloff's Frankenstein's Monster.

The ghost and glasses sequence is done pretty much the same, but with out Lynda's telephone breathing (no telephone at all, actually) and with more nudity.

Annie is slashed and dragged through the house coitus interruptus (after killing her boyfriend), and not strangled in a car.

The final chase scene between Laurie and Michael (and the two babysitting children) is well done, but, really... how can you fuck up a slasher chase scene if you have the budget for a good editor? Answer, you can't. That I give this scene praise means the basic job has been done. Oh, yeah. Michael kills a cop.

Michael grabs Laurie and carries her off, Frankenstein-style. I'm supposing the connection in intentional.

The monster takes the girl to his lair. Michael, who has apparently forgotten how to talk, reaches out to Laurie, who is understandably distressed. She escapes and the chase is on again. Laurie falls into an empty swimming pool. Michael circles a bit and then comes in after her. Loomis stops him and shoots 3 times. Michael falls and Loomis rescues Laurie. He puts her in a police car. The Bogey Man exchange is repeated and Michael grabs Laurie through the window of the car. Enter pathos. Loomis tries to reason with Michael that it's not Michael's fault that all this happened. The cops arrive and ratchets up the tension, but Loomis shouts them away. Loomis reasons with Michael once again and he releases Laurie, dropping the knife. The Police then open fire on Michael. Michael lies lifeless while old recordings of Michael and Loomis' conversations in the institution play in the background. Fade out, the end.


The new ending that will be playing in theatres: (Thanks to BitterMan23 from the Ain't It Cool News Talkback for this one) After the police car scene, Michael and Loomis face off after Michael puts Laurie down. She runs into the house. Michael then crushes Loomis' head and drags the body inside. He then begins looking for Laurie. This takes what seems like forever as he smashes walls and the ceiling. Finally he finds her and they scuffle a bit before she runs away again. She finds Loomis' gun and then Michael rushes her. They go out the window (seen in tv spots). Then Laurie pulls trigger twice at Michael (who appears to be unconscious) but nothing happens. He starts to come to, and then she pulls again and this time the gun goes off. We don't see its impact but it's assumed she more or less blows half his head off. Then she screams, Sally in original TCM style, and the movie ends.




:SPOILERS END HERE:

The problem with the film, right off the bat, is Rob Zombie's view of the world he lives in. It was just as bad in his other two filmic excursions, "House of 1000 Corpses" and "The Devil's Rejects". Everyone in his world is trash; The good and the bad and he would like you to believe the line between those two is blurred beyond pure sight. The characters in these films are sexually perverted, unfeeling to anyone but the inner family and depraved. I feel extremely sorry for Mr. "Zombie" if that is his true view of the world and if it isn't, I despise him for proliferating it in the name of "Coolness".

Another problem is the film just isn't scary or thrilling or anything, for that matter. It just stumbles along, limply. The original "Halloween" was an exercise in style and deliberate pacing. The result was absolutely Hitchcockian. This film is more like, well, "The Devil's Rejects" in the first half. So much so, that in the second half, any real tension built up is negated.

One thing that made the original "Halloween" work was the shock of something horrible happening in a small town setting. Anyone can suspect that someone for a sad, dysfunctional family could be driven to this. What is terrifying is that a relatively well adjusted, middle class family could have a child in their family that could do something unspeakable. Little Michael Myers in the first film was a kid that just lived down the street. He was an Anykid that lived in Anytown USA. This Michael Myers would be a kid that I would stay away from just on appearances alone. He's a creep.

Now, being that the film's prologue was set in the late 70's, the present time would be, what, 1996? Yet the film seems to want us to believe it's the present. That's another problem. The film really doesn't lend itself to present time.

The film has a who's who of horror genre film making, but everyone is wasted. Udo Kier, Clint Howard, Dee Wallace Stone, Richard Lynch, Ken Foree (looking like Blacula)... all wasted... And poor Danielle Harris. She's given the most protracted attack scene in the second half. Was it that important to do that nude scene, Danielle?

The use of familiar music (The Monster Mash, Love Hurts, Fly By Night) hurts the proceedings as well, taking the viewer out of the moment, and often.

The BIGGEST problem, however, is the bloodletting. Halloween is a film that relies on tension and the level of bloodletting is distressing... and not in the way is wants to be. The film is so casual in it's bloodletting that it becomes de facto. There is no question if there is going to be blood spilled, but when. That was something in the 1980's slasher boom that set the original "Halloween" apart from it's many, many imitators. The original had class. This one has crass.