2 posts tagged “halloween”
Ah, Halloween. The holiday that inspires us to terrify our fellow neighbors with evil scares and even WORSE costumes.
Normally I partake in bedecking myself in white-face-goth-goodness, but this year I just don't have the time or money. Also, no party. :(
Alas, Chris (my wonder hubby) and I made a trip to an adjoining town last night, playing hooky from work with a glimmer of mischief in our eyes. All this for Michael Myers. He's worth the trip.
We were lucky enough to be able to see the limited-engagement screening of 'Halloween' . Being only two when this film was in theatres, we were denied the joy of seeing this as intended. It was great to see the audience react to the terror and humor of this film.
It also re-inforced my love for Dr. Loomis played by Donald Plesance. How misunderstood can a character be? He does everything within his power as a doctor and a concerned human to keep Michael from killing. But everywhere he goes, all he gets is blame. I would have given up some point, had it been me..."Let him kill your kids! See if I care!"
But if you don't have any Halloween plans tonight, and are fresh out of fear, revisit the classic.
Normally I partake in bedecking myself in white-face-goth-goodness, but this year I just don't have the time or money. Also, no party. :(
Alas, Chris (my wonder hubby) and I made a trip to an adjoining town last night, playing hooky from work with a glimmer of mischief in our eyes. All this for Michael Myers. He's worth the trip.
We were lucky enough to be able to see the limited-engagement screening of 'Halloween' . Being only two when this film was in theatres, we were denied the joy of seeing this as intended. It was great to see the audience react to the terror and humor of this film.
It also re-inforced my love for Dr. Loomis played by Donald Plesance. How misunderstood can a character be? He does everything within his power as a doctor and a concerned human to keep Michael from killing. But everywhere he goes, all he gets is blame. I would have given up some point, had it been me..."Let him kill your kids! See if I care!"
But if you don't have any Halloween plans tonight, and are fresh out of fear, revisit the classic.
Welcome to Transmissives...
I'm Tammy, and this is a space for the rant and rave. I will be the first to admit, that I have been guilty of being a blog killer. So many pages wasted and neglected... But it's really because I haven't had the proper tool to do the damage I have always wanted to do!
I have been waiting for a long time for Vox, and the main purpose of Transmissives is to share reviews of media of all sorts.
Seeing as it's the Witching Month, the inaugural post will be on Dark Waters.
About twelve years ago, when grunge still roamed the earth, and when 'bling' was far from the vernacular, my husband Chris and I were dating...
He, being more advanced at the time, especially in matters such as horror, introduced me to the technicolor world of Dario Argento. Seeing 'Suspiria', full of art-deco sets, strange and unusual dance instructors and, most of all, the most beautiful gore that has ever graced any screen. Jewel-toned and visceral, the contrast of such living color with imaginative, brutal death was unprecedented. I am a huge Italian horror/giallo fan to this very day.
And while I hold those early films in reverence, Mr. Argento's work over the last fifteen years has been less than stellar and somewhat drab. The muse has seemed to disappear, and that particular feeling was sorely missed by many fans.
But those of you that have read this rambling post and understood my words, take heed: there is hope yet, and it's name is Dark Waters. Made in 1994 by another promising Italian director, Mariano Baino, this film has recently been re-mastered and released on DVD here in the states. It contains the magical elements that create wonder in a film of this genre. Mystery, strange locales, and unusual characters.
It revolves around Elizabeth, a young woman from London. She has returned to the convent-centered, totally remote island where she was born, and spent the first seven years of her life. And if she had remembered any of them, I doubt that she would have made the journey. It's a bloody, sacreligious spiral, getting stranger with each scene. With strong homage paid to Argento and Bava, this film is not polished or glamorized. It places the viewer in a world of insecurity, with a wonderful soundtrack to keep you company. It's not as symphonic or electronic as Goblin, but it's very atmospheric and gives a nice back-drop to the sparse cinematography.
Worth the October watch, for sure.
I'm Tammy, and this is a space for the rant and rave. I will be the first to admit, that I have been guilty of being a blog killer. So many pages wasted and neglected... But it's really because I haven't had the proper tool to do the damage I have always wanted to do!
I have been waiting for a long time for Vox, and the main purpose of Transmissives is to share reviews of media of all sorts.
Seeing as it's the Witching Month, the inaugural post will be on Dark Waters.
About twelve years ago, when grunge still roamed the earth, and when 'bling' was far from the vernacular, my husband Chris and I were dating...
He, being more advanced at the time, especially in matters such as horror, introduced me to the technicolor world of Dario Argento. Seeing 'Suspiria', full of art-deco sets, strange and unusual dance instructors and, most of all, the most beautiful gore that has ever graced any screen. Jewel-toned and visceral, the contrast of such living color with imaginative, brutal death was unprecedented. I am a huge Italian horror/giallo fan to this very day.
And while I hold those early films in reverence, Mr. Argento's work over the last fifteen years has been less than stellar and somewhat drab. The muse has seemed to disappear, and that particular feeling was sorely missed by many fans.
But those of you that have read this rambling post and understood my words, take heed: there is hope yet, and it's name is Dark Waters. Made in 1994 by another promising Italian director, Mariano Baino, this film has recently been re-mastered and released on DVD here in the states. It contains the magical elements that create wonder in a film of this genre. Mystery, strange locales, and unusual characters.
It revolves around Elizabeth, a young woman from London. She has returned to the convent-centered, totally remote island where she was born, and spent the first seven years of her life. And if she had remembered any of them, I doubt that she would have made the journey. It's a bloody, sacreligious spiral, getting stranger with each scene. With strong homage paid to Argento and Bava, this film is not polished or glamorized. It places the viewer in a world of insecurity, with a wonderful soundtrack to keep you company. It's not as symphonic or electronic as Goblin, but it's very atmospheric and gives a nice back-drop to the sparse cinematography.
Worth the October watch, for sure.
