Hi folks! My laptop ate itself a couple of weeks ago and the techs have only just now managed to get it up and running again. Whew. Hello little pooter. Welcome back.
Please stay tuned. I need to download more cool utililities before my battery runs out……
Watched the film adaptation of "The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe" again the other day. It's not a bad interpretation, atall. Like all film versions of books, however, it's limited by what can be portrayed on the screen. The books are so much larger in conception.
They're slim little volumes and you can chew through one pretty easily in a evening or two. What makes these stories truly exceptional however, is the wealth of detail that Lewis didn't include outright, but just hinted at around the edges. Narnia is just bursting with stories that are almost told, but never quite come out into the light where we can look at them properly, like the boxing match between Prince Corin Thunder-fist and the backsliding Bear of Stormness Head, or exactly how Narnia came to governance over the Lone Islands.
There's enough detail and the world is large enough to hold all manner of wonderful what-if and maybe stories. Some folks write fanfic to fill in the spaces. I prefer to just let my mind wander through the possibilities of what lies under the pages and what amazing adventures must happen to the characters after you close the covers.
Every so often Vicky looks at me and says, “You look stressed. Go call Larry and set up a Bad Movie Night.”
Larry is a marvellous sort of a friend to have. Not only does he have an inexhaustible array of hair-raising stories about stupid things people have done with electricity, he has a huge collection of off-beat, off-the-wall, obscure films, many of which are very hard to find and all of which are just plain cool. Many of them are tremendously dreadful, hence the name and wifely eye-rolling.
It’s a chance to kick back and take in the finer things in life. Cinematic gems screened to date include:
An American Werewolf in London. Watch out for the bouncing head.
The Story of Menstruation, as told by 1950s Disney animation. Has to be seen to be believed. There was wifely snickering. And more wifely snickering.
King Kong, 1933. Still good. Poor monkey.
Poison Ivy II – Lily. Awful. Amazingly, wonderfully awful. So awful, it’s even got an awful Hollywood ending.
Ginger Snaps. It’s a Canadian werewolf movie. Very good! No way that much blood could come out of one human being, though.
Dead Meat. This is all about Irish cow zombies. Hands-down winner of the worst movie so far screened. The best part – they actually got goverment funding for this.
The Mechanic. Charles Bronson as a hitman. High point – the scene where he puts two fingers into a shot glass and breaks it by pressing outward.
Dark Star. John Carpenter’s first movie. Words fail. High point – Arguing logic with an AI bomb.
Bubba Ho-Tep. You may have heard of this one. Elvis and JFK in a nursing home take on a soul-sucking Egyptian mummy, who of course, doesn’t stand a chance.
On deck – Beastmaster, Plan 9 from Outer Space and Robot Monster.
We’re open for suggestions. . . . . .
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