2 posts tagged “horror”
After six months of skull-crushing drudgery, the overlords of my workplace have finally relented to working us at a normal 40 hour week. And, as of this post, have had three weekends off in a row. I'm getting spoiled.
It's been rough, but I've had help. Chris has been a trooper, living with me during periods of total beastitude on my part. And my friends and family have been gracious enough to listen to me spazzing on a regular basis. But the best little reward is coming soon...
On June 20th, Chris and I will be heading to Pittsburgh for a three day horror convention presented by HorrorHound magazine. Oh, yes, Bill Mosley and Tom Savini will be there. And oh, YES, there will be a showing of Dario Argento's new film (and last in the Three Mothers trilogy) "Mother of Tears". And they will EVEN be showing the original Dawn of the Dead at it's frightening genesis: The Monroeville Mall.
Giddy and excited!!!
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.
