November 2, 2007

Reason #291 Why It's A Good Thing I'm Not Independently Wealthy:


Do you see that? That's an ordinary room in a regular old 21st century house - any old room that you or I might rent/purchase and fill up with things like books and laundry and hand-me-down furniture. OR... turn into a complete replica of the USS Enterprise NCC 1701-D Transporter Room. Because why wouldn't you? Do you see that? Dude turned his house into the transporter room! *jaw drop*

If you have more money than brains, you too can turn your house into the Enterprise. All you need to do is contact the ex-DJ-turned-sci-fi-designer who runs 24th Century Design. Go on and visit his site. I promise you'll be floored.

Captain's Log Stardate 02112007.1
Commander Balthazar remains on shore leave while I (wo)man the bridge alone. Earlier today we had a near run-in with a postal worker but as it turned out, he was delivering to the neighbors. Drafty today. Also, we're out of bananas.

So the house would be exciting but the logs wouldn't necessarily follow suit. However, if any of you are wondering what I want for my birthday... now you know.

October 31, 2007

Halloween. The Sacred Holiday.

Last night I locked myself in my Crypt with a fellow vampire and his lovely lady and we watched two horror movies. BOO! They weren't gore-fests or even particularly frightening but they fit the atmospheric bill and that's what counts.


Misery.
I'd never seen Misery and like most Stephen King adaptations (and books, in my opinion, because I'm really not a fan) Misery is more bore-fest than gore-fest but what it does well, besides cater to King's love of small town freaks and writers in crisis, is offer Kathy Bates as a singularly disturbing nurse/captor. She's so disturbing that by the end of it even ridiculous turns of phrase like "cock-a-doodie" become spine-chilling. The term 'batshit insane' has never been so wonderfully personified.
I'll never tell anybody I'm their number one fan now. Ever.


The Lost Boys.
Probably the most terrifying thing in The Lost Boys is the 80s style. Jason Patric's sunglasses sent me into hysterics. But The Lost Boys is a classic among classics. Not only does it feature both Coreys (Haim and Feldman who was our generation's Jack Black) but Kiefer Sutherland as a biker vampire. Vampires, the 80s, and the Coreys. It's not scary but it's awesome in the way all 80s nostalgia makes you want to rock the air guitar and break the neon out of the back of your closet. I must admit that the scene where the vampire dying in the bathtub caused all the sinks and toilets to geyser blood was incredibly cool. And... come on... KIEFER. Who gets to say things like "It's too late, my blood is in your veins" and "You'll never grow old, Michael, and you'll never die. But you must feed!". I don't watch 24 so I can't fathom a cooler Kiefer Sutherland than this. Except perhaps in Flatliners.
Vampires. Rock gods of the 80s.

Happy Halloween all! And remember, if you're going to Psycho, do the original. I offer the same advice for the upcoming remake of A Tale of Two Sisters. The original is wildly bizarrely beautiful and genuinely creepy. Don't wait for Hollywood to dub it for you. Rent the original.