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Movie Review - MAD MAX FURY ROAD

5/17/2015

Honestly I have no idea how this is part of the Mad Max franchise. Max isn't very mad, in fact he seems a little insane and a lot complacent. The plot to this movie can be described with one line in the movie, "And all this for a family squabble." Yup, that sums it up.

I wanted to like this movie. BEYOND THUNDERDOME was terrible but also awesome, this one, this one just fell a little flat. While the action scenes were very interesting, I questioned how many times I really needed to watch a car being blown up. That sums up the action, cars getting blown up left and right. The best fight scene in the movie is very early on between Max, the guy he has been chained to, and the leading lady, Furiosa. After that the movie was fun to watch, but it didn't really say anything.

Max said maybe 20 words throughout the entire movie and from my standpoint he could have been a background character. I would have liked a little more background on the story of this version of the future. For example how did this one guy get to be a warlord controlling all the water and fresh green produce? Why are their pale children running around and what is the history behind the handicaps and blood transfusions that they are getting? Also what the heck was up with all the silver mouth spray paint?

A lot of this movie could have been better than it was. A lot of this movie could have had a lot more Mad Max. I can't say see it, but I can't say don't see it. It isn't for me to say what you out there in internet land might like. Personally I didn't like the weird little girl hallucinations that weren't explained because they weren't his murdered child from the very first movie THE ROAD WARRIOR.

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Movie Remakes

5/16/2015

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I am so tired of some of my favorite movies being remade, especially the horror movies. I mean aren't there any new ideas out there? How many movies can the handheld camera? How many ideas are going to be used, reused and then butchered to death, brought back as a zombie, then butchered again?

I watched the remake of MY BLOODY VALENTINE, and it was terrible. Not that the original was fabulous but it was original and it had something that the remake didn't, character. I had high hopes for the last remake of CARRIE and while it didn't totally suck the mother (played by Julianne Moore) just wasn't as evil feeling as the original mother (played by Piper Laurie). There was just something a little too sweet about Moore's version of Carrie White's mother. Laurie just said crazy with her eyes.

Now I bring this up because of the remake of POLTERGEIST that is coming out. I am sorry to the filmmakers, I am sorry to all the actors, but no one, and I mean no one can do a creepy little girl better than Heather O'Rourke. I mean that blond innocence and that voice just gave her so much power in the movie and who wasn't creeped out when she said, "They're here" in her singsong child's voice. Also who else will create the pulsating fear that Zelda Rubenstein created with her little Tangina character. That lady was frightening and wonderful!

So, all you horror lovers, and really all you movie lovers, let's try to get the film studios to stop remaking some of our favorite movies. They stand alone. I mean it's a sad day to me when they are planning on a remake of LOGAN'S RUN, ALL QUIET ON THE WESTERN FRONT, PET CEMETERY, POINT BREAK, BARBARELLA, DROP DEAD FRED, THE NEVERENDING STORY, SEVEN SAMURAI, WARGAMES, AKIRA, THE BIRDS, LITTLE SHOP OF HORRORS, SCARFACE, WESTWORLD, just to name a few.

If you love movies you might just be disappointed in what is on the horizon for your favorite film. I was, especially when I saw the terrible CGI used for the remake of POLTERGEIST. And as for a remake of THE BIRDS... Screw you Hollywood... you tried that with PSYCHO.... it sucked.... just leave Hitchcock alone!

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The Evil of Stairs

5/11/2015

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So Friday I was carrying a box down the stairs, missed a step, sprained my ankle so bad I can't walk on it and it's swollen. I thought it was broken, but am glad it isn't.

My problem here, and the reason for this blog post, are the stairs. I write horror, I'm not afraid of much. I dislike porcelain dolls, marionettes, gnomes, and now I add stairs to this list. I can't tell you how many times stairs have tried to murder me. The worst serial killer I know, stairs.

It really is too bad you can't prosecute inanimate objects for attempted murder, because I know a couple flights of stairs that should be behind bars. The bruises I've suffered from falling up or down are numerous and make me see the color purple, often. The scratches from wooden stairs that haven't been sanded well still burn and itch. My butt cheeks clench as I walk down and up and down and up, memories of all the times I've fallen, received bruises so bad I couldn't comfortably sit on the toilet seat... any toilet seat... even those weird ones that are all plush and cushy (those are the oddest toilet seats ever).

I feel like evil resides in every flight of stairs. I feel like every flight is a little possessed. I feel the eyes of evil watching me, waiting for me to take that third step down, or that last step up.

I have tossed laundry everywhere, tripping over the lip of stairs. Underwear and bras exposed for everyone to see. I have lost smoothies and frapps slipping on the last step and painting the walls with soft caramel colors or bright pinks and purples. I have embarrassed sailors with my curses as I've fallen up or down.

So, stairs, they are evil and maybe just maybe I will write a short story about one evil flight of stairs. Be careful out there. This is a warning. They grind their teeth and wait, hoping to sink they canines into your tender ankles and break a few legs.

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Loss

4/30/2015

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We've all experienced it, the loss of someone dear to us. Not everyone has lost someone in death, but everyone has lost someone in their lives.

Loss sucks. Wanting to pick up the phone and call the person you can no longer call, one of the most shocking and depressing feelings. Wanting to send a funny picture, book, postcard, it all hurts like tiny needles being stuck in your chest, then you realize you can't ever send that thing because that person is never going to be there. Wanting a hard hug or a soft word or to share that inside joke one last time, it all stings.

I've lost many people important to me, some to the cloaked ghost of death and some to the busy fog of life. They disappear and I'm not always sure where they have gone or what to do after they have disappeared. When my grandfather passed I was distraught, I knew I would never get ice cream with him again, in fact there are times when just the thought of ice cream makes me want to cry. I lost my sister, I never met her, yet I still feel the pain of her never being there like a weird black hole. I lost my mother-in-law and I feel so guilty because in the last card she sent she wrote, "CALL ME." I never did, and now I never can.

Loss comes with so many emotions, love, anger, guilt, more love, distress, sadness, joy, more love.

I don't know how we (people) do it. We lose people and yet we continue to go on. We are so resilient and yet so fragile. I feel like I could break at any moment, and yet I know I will continue on. Why? Because if I don't share the memories I have of the people that I have lost they will disappear. Who will share them if I don't?

Loss is hard for everyone. Heartache feels like a bullet has passed through your chest and all you are sucking in is cold, dead air.

I should be posting about other stuff, more related to what I write and horror, but sometimes, life interferes, and I've gotta write about what is going on.

As long as I'm writing I'm okay.

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Movie Review - MAD MAX FURY ROAD

Movie Remakes

The Evil of Stairs

Loss

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