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Monday, November 03, 2008

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SAW 4 PRESIDENT! A LONG RAMBLE

So here is the review of Saw 4 in haiku

 

Jigsaw the hero

Only character I like

Can't beat pig juice death.

 

To explain, in Saw 4 we see more on what makes a Jigsaw, and it's the typical "life took a shit on me so I went ape shit" approach.

 

Poor sad Jigsaw.

 

I have a theory about life; it is the dump truck of shit theory. Here it goes:

 

There is this giant dump truck filled with shit that is always backing up to you. It is always approaching and once it gets to you, it lifts its cab and dumps hundreds of pounds of shit all over your head. This might happen when you're a baby or a senior, but it happens to us all, and it is the big sucky thing that all our other big sucky things are measured against and deemed "not as sucky". Before this big unloading of shit on top of your head happens, you know what you are and everything makes sense in the world. After this happens, nothing is absolute and you are just one more clueless asshole in a world of clueless assholes pretending not to have crap in their hair. 

 

Back to the review.

 

So like Mike Myers in the remake, it seems that people making horror films are not content just inventing an ultimate asshole. The asshole needs some missing Malibu Barbie in their past.

 

Freddy never even wanted a Malibu Barbie. He was just a prick.

 

Myers used to be just some evil vacuum; until a guy named Rob Zombie (ha) made him all sensitive.

 

So thus all the evil in the world can be fought with hugs.

 

That might be true, but it isn't scary.

 

How many adults walk around with the fear of evisceration?

 

Maybe I'm just afraid of indifference. but maybe indifference is freedom. Freedom from empathy. Sociopaths are some chilled out dudes.

 

One of my favorite films is Jacobs Ladder. A demon is an angel is a demon. Depends on your POV. All shot in SEXYVISION!

 

Befriending the abyss keeps ringing through my head.

 

But back to Saw 4.

 

Accept the fact that the series is the slasher film run through the Seven filter, and the Closer video, and that every horror film these days is painted the color of urine and feces with flickering florescent lights, make friends with that and we are getting down to the fact that these films are all about gears and hydraulics with police procedural ramblings interspersed.

 

The cop scenes ramble on and on, and they are funny in how familiar they all are. TJ Hooker Theater.

 

The torture scenes are nice and gory and edited by some coked out chimpanzee.

 

I love gore, I love good gore, bad gore, I love the prep, setup, and artistry it takes to show that kind of bodily dismorphia (hot word for an illiterate).

 

Saw 4 has the best autopsy ever. Made me barf.

 

I have no idea what the hell the plot is anymore. CONFUSING! The series has continued to double over and back and give itself its own reach around. They are really trying to be clever.

 

Is clever scary? Is all this labyrinthine plotting really giving teenagers nightmares?

 

Jason just would show up and kill people.

 

What this series has in common to all slashers is all the bad acting from everyone but the main killer.

 

Jason had a big head and was picked on. Watched his momma die. Poor Jason.

 

Hey! All the killers have the best lines, the motivation, become more layered and iconic with every episode. The dumbasses surrounding them never grow into anything more then stains on the rug.

 

Also it has the puerile self righteousness of sin = death that all slashers have. The dead had it coming. Death is the only real justice. Watch your ass kids, the older generation is watching and will wipe you out for indulging your youthful cravings. Tipper Blood'n'Gore. 

 

These are morality tales for kids so they won't go into the gingerbread house. All set to the hard rocking sounds of Mudvaine! (brought to you by Rice-A-Roni, the San Fran treat). Lectures from old rich people. 8 dollars please. Pass the collection plate.

 

I don't know what I'm talking about. The series jumped the shark with the moldy pig puree in three. That shit was so ridiculous and gross, the logistics of killing someone in that manor!?!? Stop the movie, we need to rethink our lives.

 

And this whole genre of post Silence of the Lambs "how fucked up can we make this guy" serial killer flicks jumped the shark with The Cell. I was watching Vincent D'Onofrio masturbating over the bleached victim while suspended by hooks in his back and wondering, "where can these things go from here and do I really want to know".

 

Saw 4, I enjoyed this movie more then I expected I would. I have written about it more then movies I love. But boredom. Yah know.

 

Props to the filmmakers for getting one of these out every year. It will be one of those nostalgic events that the IPOD geners will look back on remember fondly.

 

Blah blah, get it get it

sd

 
 

Saturday, November 01, 2008

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Sam cam

Halloween 08

Nuts nuts nuts nuts nuits nats nazamba.
 
10/31/08
 
7am - Took Paul to hospital
 
12am - Surgery over, doc was an ass, said inside where covered in "glue" and that it was exceeding hard to remove gallbladder.
 
2pm - Recovery over, drove Kroger to fill perscription.
 
3pm - Home finally, now get house ready for people coming over, Steph is going crazy with all the sick people and little babies all over the house.
 
3:30 pm - Paul is bleeding all over himself. Freak! We call the doc,he's still an ass but reassures us that this is normal happy bleeding.
 
4:30 pm - Sarah is so excited to trickertreat!
 
5pm - Find out that I need to send another trailer to york as a WMV file. No time!
 
6pm - mike is over, we all start eating chips/salsa.
 
7pm - As it gets dark,I take Sarah around, this is the best part of the day as it feels how Halloween used to, the neighborhood is really cool, and Sarah had a blast. She went as Elmo.
 
9pm - "checked" candy, put Sarah to bed. She was over tired and freaked. No story, deal with it.
 
10pm - set up projector and started watching Exorcism of Emily Rose (loveit)
 
11pm - asleep on the floor 'cuz I'm that old

Thursday, October 30, 2008

wo!



Check out the tagline, this movie WAS a sign of bad things to come!




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I'm not proud...

… but it does sometimes seem that the world is on your side.

 

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morning ramble

How many freaking versions of Blue Monday can you freaking make New Order? Jeez!

Why must you make me dance so?

Can’t you just back of and let me be… oh here comes the cool part!

Whatever.

My father in law will be getting his gall bladder removed tomorrow.

I hope to be able to keep it so on Halloween night I can throw it in a bonfire and divinate the next harvest.

“Someone talked. Bring me a table lamp and a can of chili.’

Just got a phone call, Cameron may have chicken pox!

This has been a crazy hard week on Steph, sister in law Angela had foot surgery and is laid up in Cameron’s room. Cameron is sleeping with us in a pack and play, the approaching gall bladder surgery, AVON is a rip off way to make money suitable only for the Lawn and Tennis types with time to burn, Sarah is testing boundaries, and just no one to really Steph out. It is a luxury if she gets five minutes to take a shower. When you leave for work, it’s like entering a virtual reality where nothing REALLY matters, but at home there is always something pressing that directly relates to your families health, education, and financial well being. And there is no where to go to escape. No lunch breaks.

I’m glad I can be off a bit coming up and giving a hand. Suburbia is a war zone.

I may become a history dork. I watched a doc on chocolate last night (choc doc) and no longer resent making hot chocolate for customers (slopping the pigs) at Starbucks. It may be the “nice guy once you get to know him” syndrome. What else wouldn’t bug me so much if I could put into historical context?

Dork.

HALLOWEIRD

So the evil stock boy should be this pale red head Irish boy with a strict pagan upbringing. Not demonizing paganism, just this kid, who has access to evil spirits. And his comeuppance could be spectacular.


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Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Halloweird

In the alley

Running in rain puddles

From robots

Big silver box bots

Sent to gut me

Nevermind

Grab a pipe

They are made of card board

Beat the crap out of them

Squish rubber monsters inside

Inside the Halloween Express

Voodoo rites whispered to dark forces

The props come alive

The masks jump on peoples faces and transform them

Killing machines

Rip off mask, rip off face

Spell will be broken at suns first light

Pissed off clerk

Cant make time with girl

Perfect boyfriend

Beaten by dude,

Promises vengeance

Conjures evil forces

Want to show girl his power

Make her his queen of contrived evil

Shes just looking for gas money

The place comes alive

The lawn ornaments, the paper skeletons

The costumes grab hosts

Police are taken over, wearing freaky masks

The masks fly off the shelves

The minions mission to bring the girl, gut the boy.



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Just so you know, your pumpkin STINKS!!

 

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Tuesday, October 28, 2008

In my day!

What is with this new Ministry cover of Black Betty?

What is with Star Wars now sucking?

What is with Patrick Dempsey being a big star all of a sudden?

What is with Frank Miller and Alan Moore being all popular now?

What is with this dork revolution where dorks can have sex with she-dorks?

In my day Star Wars was cool, Partrick Dempsey was a joke, Frank Miller and Alan Moore were only cool to dorks and dorks were not allowed to have sex, because no chicks gave a damn about G-Force!

Ministry is still cool, they can cover who ever they like.

FIGHTEVIL

SD


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Monday, October 27, 2008

random

The Hardest Button to Button by White Stripes would be a good song to play during a slasher flick when the killer is chasing the final girl.


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I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT HALLOWEEN!

Yesterday we decorated for Halloween, and I was in a really crabby mood,

But today, with a new pot of coffee in my belly, and knowing I will be off from Thursday at 3:30 pm until Saturday at 7:30 pm, and that I can set up the video projector and watch horror movies all night, and that trickr treating is coming up, I am grinning like a maniac!

Two things I am fixated on right now are PANDORA.COM because all my 600 songs on the IPOD are old now, and this radio show Skratch N Sniff, because it is a lot of fun! They play it Saturday night on 96.1 and I hear it as I drive home from work. It is a great end to the week.

Blah Blah

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