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* I’ve been a busy little bee lately: On Friday I reviewed C.F.’s Powr Mastrs Vol. 1 and yesterday I reviewed Josh Simmons’s Batman and in between I talked about Scott Smith’s The Ruins with Jim Treacher. I also spoke with Tom Spurgeon about the year in superhero comics. Finally, at this week’s Horror Roundtable, I reveal the horror projects I’m most excited about in 2008. (That list got longer with every single other response!)

* Dirk Deppey has created a colossal (seriously, it’s big, like the size of one of those Pitchfork Top 100 things) tribute to the 52 best comics of 2007. It’s heavy on manga, particularly scanlations.

* It’s official: The New York Times reports that violent movies reduce violent crime rates by keeping potentially violent people off the street and in the movie theater. (Via Jackie Danicki.)

* The article also contains a great plug for Kids in Mind, the excellent, non-judgmental website that catalogs violence, profanity, sexuality, and bathroom humor in films (ostensibly for parents to know what not to show their kids, though the Missus and I use it for its reliable indications of whether or not a given movie has vomiting in it).

* My kind of civil disobedience: South African teenagers make out in public in defiance of their country’s new “no PDA” law.

* I’ve really been digging the bite-size “Screening Log” movie write-ups at Not Coming to a Theater Near You lately. Here’s David Carter on the analog world-building of Flash Gordon, Rumsey Taylor on a payoff in The 36th Chamber of Shaolin, Carter on the lack of Coen-isms in No Country for Old Men, Taylor on humorlessness in For Your Consideration, and two one-sentence reactions from Taylor to Eraserhead and RoboCop 3.

* And Now the Screaming Starts’ CRWM reviews Dan Simmons’s arctic horror novel The Terror, about which I know roughly as much as I did about The Ruins prior to reading that because I didn’t read the review. (Okay, I know a little more–the setting and time period.) I’m getting a similar vibe, though, so it seems like this will be the next book I take out of the library.

* Jason Adams at My New Plaid Pants wishes Jeremy Renner, a fine, fine actor and star of two of my favorite horror films ever, Dahmer and 28 Weeks Later, a happy 37th birthday.

* Jason’s also got his own massive, wide-ranging Best Of 2007 movie post, including invididual awards, his top 5 horror films, and his top 20 movies overall. He sees a lot of movies.

* Spinning off a New York Times piece, Clive Thompson examines the government’s crusade to be able to confiscate and examine your laptop at border crossings (I’ve also heard about this going down at airports) and potential technological workarounds for the intrusion.

* My friend and sometimes collaborator Matt Wiegle is holding in his hands his comic-book rendition of William Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet for Barnes & Noble’s No Fear Shakespeare graphic novel line.

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* Artist Robert Burden has posted pictures of a new pair of epic paintings of action figures, including my beloved Krang from the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles line. (For scale, note the four framed Krang figures attached to the painting.)

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* It took Southern classmates in college to turn me on to the genius of “y’all” as the English language’s second-person plural. Could “yo” be an equivalent innovation for the gender-neutral third-person singluar? (Via Andrew Sullivan.)

* The Blot artist Tom Neely has released the soundtrack to his gallery show Self-Indulgent Werewolf. It looks pretty badass:

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* Speaking of looking badass, dig this lovely series of mostly horror-based Che-style paintings by Final Girl’s Stacie Ponder.

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* David Lynch has no love for watching movies on cellphones. There will always be something funny about watching Agent Gordon Cole curse. (Via Rue Morgue.)

The fact that it’s hilarious aside, this video actually raises similar issues to the recent snobby reactions against Amazon’s Kindle and other electronic book readers. But whereas those reactions are transparently dopey–print is print, and having a fancy-looking book is nice but it’s also its own separate experience from enjoying the writing, as anyone who’s read a beat-up dog-eared coverless copy of a much-loved book can tell you–Lynch’s makes sense because most films are meant to be seen on a much bigger screen.

* Ladies and gentlemen, “doppelganger by cake.” (Via Bryan Alexander.)

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* Finally, I know that putting the characters of a great drama’s final season in a Last Supper pose has been done before, and I don’t care. This shot of the Battlestar Galactica cast from Entertainment Weekly is awesome. (Via Whitney Matheson.)

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Sean on superheroes

If you are interested in hearing my thoughts about how 2007 treated the Big Two superhero companies, as well as getting some general info about what makes me tick as a comics reader, Tom Spurgeon has posted a lengthy interview with me at the Comics Reporter that’ll fill you in.

Comics Time: Batman by Josh Simmons

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Batman

self-published

Josh Simmons, writer/artist

16 pages

Read it for free at joshuahallsimmons.com

This haunting, completely unauthorized take on Batman begins with what may be the best first panel of a comic I’ve seen in the past year: A crazed jumble of a cityscape whose non-Euclidean geometry resembles something out of The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari threatens to overwhelm the panel borders and spill out all over the reader, while a caption box identifies it, simply and confrontationally, as “Gotham City.” That sets the tone for what follows–a disturbing, uncomfortable response to the Batman concept. What really knocks me out is just how many different levels it works on. It could be a horror comic in about a human monster in the Henry/Buffalo Bill/Leatherface vein. It could be a blackly humorous, satirical pisstake on the Caped Crusader. It could be a vicious assault against the reactionary politics of the superhero. It could be an angry riposte to the ever-grittier direction superhero comics are headed in. It could be an exercise in drawing action and environments. Most amazingly, it could be a great Batman comic, period–Batman’s rooftop and skyscraper milieu is depicted with genuine awe, the physical particulars of his methods are choreographed impeccably (as good as any comic this side of Paul Pope’s Batman Year 100), and the story is totally convincing as an examination of what might happen if Batman, worn down by the weight of years of horror and toil–“I’ve been Batman for a long time,” he repeats–finally snapped. As in his horror graphic novel House, Simmons’ art excels in conveying the way the sheer size of environments both natural and manmade can be frightening, and as his inks shift back and forth from woodcut chunkiness to manic clarity, the effect is practically palpable. The pacing is ruminative but never plodding, lingering just a bit too long, making you feel like something is off but never tipping its hand till the story demands it. Clever bits of business involving Catwoman’s acrobatics and the passing of a nearby plane add pizzaz to an extremely dark affair. Even Simmons’ figures, never his strong suit, have the mitigating factor of masks and costumes working in their favor. And on a meta level, it’s just exciting to watch an artist steal a major corporate icon because he’s got something to say and needs him to say it. This is a hard comic to shake, so thank goodness I have no intentions of trying to do so.

Exploring The Ruins

At the unsolicited but welcome suggestion of my old pal Jim Treacher, I recently read The Ruins, the latest novel by Scott Smith, author of A Simple Plan. Literally all that I knew when opened the book and started the first page was that a) it was some kind of thriller; b) it was very, very good. Since I believe this is the ideal way to read any book, I recommend that those of you who haven’t read The Ruins go into it the exact same way–you’ll have a blast–and warn you that SPOILERS FOLLOW. However, we don’t give away the ending, so if you’re okay with knowing what the high concept is and getting some of the important details blown for you, I suppose you’re free to ignore my warning, although (as the events of the book demonstrate) that’s frequently a bad idea. I mostly recommend that if you’re at all interested in the kinds of things this blog frequently discusses, you skip this post and go and read this book at once.

Anyway, here is the email exchange between me and Jim.

Quote of the day

There are 266 titles on the list so far.

Dick Hyacinth on the database he’s compiling of comics people have put on their Best Of 2007 lists. That’s almost 300 different comics, and while surely some of them are bad and were listed by people with not-so-good taste, I think that’s indicative of both the scope of the industry and the number of high-quality releases out there right now.

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* Tom Spurgeon’s Comics Reporter site is back, thank God. I really enjoyed his interviews with two of my favorite people in alternative comics, Fantagraphics editor/publicist Eric Reynolds (worth reading for the beans he spills about Fanta’s upcoming releases–Rory Hayes!) and AdHouse publisher Chris Pitzer (worth reading for Pitzer’s overview of his company’s mission as a publisher).

* Bloody Disgusting reports that Doomsday, the post-apocalyptic thriller from The Descent director Neil Marshall, is now slated for a March 14th release.

* Lost star Matthew Fox lets slip some mild spoilers in a lengthy interview with Entertainment Weekly’s Dan Snierson (what, was Jeff Jensen busy?). So be warned, he does state some facts (both structural and specific) about the the show’s previous and upcoming seasons that are not readily apparent from what we’ve seen so far. But if you can stomach that, he also has some fairly candid and interesting things to say about what has worked and not worked on the show.

* Dick Hyacinth’s lengthy, catholic Best Comics of 2007 list is one of my favorites of its kind so far.

* Echoing Ted Rall’s complaint about the perceived New York Times/Best American Angsty Artcomix Axis, NeilAlien argues that such institutions lean so heavily enough to a certain flavor of comics to create the impression that “all artcomix are precious white suburban objets d’angst,” likening the phenomenon to the deleterious impact of the superherocentricity of the Direct Market. I’ve seen many a “new mainstream” adherent draw this parallel, which is bogus because a) a couple of editors at a couple of outlets don’t have nearly the level of control over access to comics that the spandex-fixated majority of DM retailers do, and b) the real complaint about the domination of one particular genre is not simply that the genre is dominant, but that many examples of that genre are lousy and and don’t deserve the dominance. Unless you’re an inveterate contrarian, this is not something you’d say about the work of creators like Chris Ware, Dan Clowes, and Jaime Hernandez (whose Maggie strip from the NYT doesn’t even fit into the lamely stereotyped mold the anti-angst crew is trying to push on it anyway).

* Finally, from the Ozymandias files, via Bryan Alexander: A joint US/Norwegian research team has stumbled across a bust of Lenin abandoned by Soviet scientists at the Antarctic Pole of Inaccessibility, the most remote point on the frozen continent, some 50 years ago. Look on my works, ye capitalists, and despair.

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Trendspotting 2

Speak of the devil: Ann Thompson of Variety pens an interesting article on the new wave of first-person docu-horror, focusing on Cloverfield and the indie haunted-house film Paranormal Activity and emphasizing both the format and the “less is more” approach to the scares. The Blair Witch Project looms over it all. (Via Dread Central, which calls the films “voyeur horror,” an intriguing label. The next “torture porn”?)

Comics Time: Powr Mastrs Vol. 1

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Powr Mastrs Vol. 1

PictureBox Inc., November 2007

C.F., writer/artist

120 pages

$18

Buy it from PictureBox Inc.

Buy it from Amazon.com

It might be the jellyfish-on-human double-penetration tentacle-sex scene that makes you realize that this is an adult fantasy comic, but that label, “adult,” is really present throughout this first in a projected series of chronicles of the land of New China. For all that characters like Subra Ptareo may be on a quest and Mosfet Warlock may be a mad scientist, their interlocking stories (so far) don’t read like the genre narratives of my youth beyond their fantastic trappings at all. Instead, they’re stories about buying things and selling things, about twentysomethings (or at least twentysomething analogues) meeting new people and flirting with them, about getting stoned, about fucking and deceiving the people you fuck, about being moved to tears by the realization that you’re actually good at what you’ve chosen to do with your life. Where the fantasy really comes in, for me at least, is in the art. C.F.’s simple, childlike line is reminiscent in affect and effect of Frank Santoro’s in their mutual publisher’s Cold Heat, but while the latter relies on open spaces and canny color choices to evoke the both the supernatural and the mental states akin to it, the former gets it done with detail. The result is always shocking, whether a sudden splash page overripe with flowers and foliage or a doggystyle-eye-view close-up of a tentacle-filled vulva. The word I’m really looking for here is psychedelic, not the cheesily amorphous lowest-common-denominator version but the intense wall-of-sound riot of art-information present in a Moscoso font or the crescendo in the Beatles’ “A Day in the Life.” The combination results in as fecund a playground for the imagination as a far more traditional fantasy story, but arrived at from a totally different direction. It’s inspiring.

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* It blows my mind that Della’morte, Dell’amore/Cemetery Man director Michele Soavi hasn’t directed a horror film since then, and has actually only directed one other movie of any kind in that time (he’s been doing TV work). But Fangoria reports he’s got a project in the works called Catacombs Club, which sounds like it’s got the same intoxicating mixture of romance and morbidity that the earlier film boasted. Click for details, including the news that The Adventures of Baron Munchausen co-writer Charles McKeown is writing the screenplay, and the factoid that Soavi shot second unit on that Terry Gilliam film. (Via Dread Central.)

* BC at Horror Movie a Day pans Blair Witch Project director Daniel Myrick’s supernatural teen thriller Solstice.

* State of the beast update: Loren Coleman at Cryptomundo reprints eyewitness reports from the San Francisco Chronicle that the two surviving victims of the fatal (to both human and animal) tiger attack at the San Francisco View on Christmas had been actively harassing the zoo’s lions shortly before the attack.

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* Jason Adams at My New Plaid Pants takes reviewers of The Orphanage, and Roger Ebert generally, to task for overusing Alfred Hitchcock’s famous “surprise vs. suspense” anecdote. He does this in large part because he thinks The Orphange doesn’t earn the Master’s posthumous approval; I’ve gotta see it before I pass judgment and god only knows when that will happen. As an aside, Jason also mentions how scary he found The Others, a movie I think works exactly one time and then is pretty much useless, so badly does its ending skew everything that comes before it.

* Marvel Editor-in-Chief/Amazing Spider-Man artist Joe Quesada and long-time ASM writer J. Michael “Joe” Straczynski continue to very politely but very publicly blame one another for the shortcomings of the poorly received (by this blog and basically every single other one) “One More Day” Spider-Man storyline, in which Peter Parker and his wife Mary Jane make a deal with the devilish Mephisto to remove all traces of their marriage (past, present, and future) from existence in order to save the life of Peter’s wounded Aunt May. The funny thing is that both men focus on the story’s wonky continuity implications and slapdash use of magic as the narrative equivalent of universal solvent, but neither seem to realize that the emotional, psychological, and moral character-based underpinnings of the entire thing are just as shoddy.

* Finally, allow me to recommend the latest iteration of Dick Wolf’s venerable police and D.A. procedural series Law & Order. The Missus and I watched the back-to-back-episodes double season premiere on our TiVo today, and it’s the best the show has been in a long long time. It’s not just that new cast additions Jeremy Sisto and (particularly) Linus Roache hand in strong performances as lived-in, pointedly un-glossy characters–the whole show seems to have been tightened up, with scenes given more time to breathe, actors given more time to react, even better framing and lighting. It’s almost reminiscent of the show’s earliest Chris Noth/Michael Moriarty years, where half the fun of the show came from watching a George Dzundza or Steven Hill reaction shot. The cop material in particular showed a gravitas it hadn’t had since the departure of Jerry Orbach. Good stuff, worth putting off watching Project Runway and catching one of its countless re-airings instead for.

Men on film

Joe “Jog” McCulloch reviews David Cronenberg’s seminal body horror/media satire/James Woods vehicle Videodrome.

And BC at Horror Movie a Day presents a Best Of/Worst Of roundup of his first year on the job, the job being watching at least one horror movie every day. Read the roundup for either the hidden gems he discovered or the hilariously bad budget-pack junk he watched to make the quota, or simply to reward him for living the dream/nightmare.

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* The Daily Galaxy reports that some scientists are worrying that ages-old organic matter unearthed–or un-iced–as global warming melts the polar ice caps will accelerate climate change. Infocult’s Bryan Alexander notes the potential eldritch implications, obvious to fans of H.P. Lovecraft and John Carpenter everywhere.

* New Year’s gift number one: Blogger Ken Lowery, formerly of Ringwood, now has his own fancy new web site, Ken-Lowery.com To think I knew him when he still had the word “Ragefuck” in his blog name!

* New Year’s gift number two: I tend to enjoy The Best of Bootie, year-end mash-up collections compiled by mash-up DJs A Plus D.

* Adam Balz’s brief rumination on the Ed Tom Bell character in No Country for Old Men over at Not Coming to a Theater Near You strikes me as unfair to Ed Tom’s deputy. Balz labels him as “artless [and] simple-minded” whose “far from revelatory” thoughts “dance around the crime.” In fact, if I recall correctly, the deputy’s pretty much dead on in everything he says; the main difference between him and Ed Tom is that he verbalizes most of his thoughts while Ed Tom doesn’t.

* Finally:

They called him Iron Man, a hulking teenage football player with a baby face and winsome smile who lived with his parents in a small ranch house in the Buttonwoods section of town.

Then, one summer night in 1987, Craig Price crept across his neighbor’s yard, broke into a little brown house on Inez Avenue and stabbed Rebecca Spencer 58 times.

She was a 27-year-old mother of two.

He was 13.

Two years passed before Price struck again.

Joan Heaton, 39, was butchered with the kitchen knives she had bought earlier that day.

The bodies of her daughters, Jennifer 10, and Melissa 8, were found in pools of blood, pieces of knives broken off in their bones; Jennifer had been stabbed 62 times.

“Hulking boy killer changes justice system,” AP, CNN.com

Comics Time: Kid Eternity

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Kid Eternity

DC/Vertigo, February 2006

Grant Morrison, writer

Duncan Fegredo, artist

144 pages

$14.99

Buy it from Amazon.com

So this must be one of those “minor works” I always hear so much about. Collecting the three-issue 1991 Vertigo “reimagining” of some old DC character, Kid Eternity reads like many a current comic really intended as a movie pitch rather than a reading experience: A hapless everyman is inducted by a glib, ubercompetent, superpowered cool dude into the secret truth behind the world as we know it. The pleasures to be had here are in the idiosyncratic details Morrison weaves into this shopworn plot: casting said everyman as an observational stand-up comic (his name, Jerry Sullivan, evokes a Seinfeld with an Irish-Catholic’s hang-ups instead of a Long Island Jew’s); making said secret truth a weird (if familiar) splatterpunk take on Dante’s Inferno; harnessing artist Duncan Fegredo, who currently mimics Mike Mignola in the pages of Hellboy, to the yoke of the world’s lengthiest Dave McKean impression. But the curveballs failed to keep me as too many of the surrounding pitches were predictable and almost half-hearted. Serial killer? Check! Deranged Christian missionary? Check! Crazy lettering? Check! Tarot cards? Big check! Fegredo’s visuals feel similarly lackluster: For every memorably wild vista (his infernal architecture is particularly ambitious) there’s a murky, difficult-to-follow action sequence (I’m still not quite sure what happened in that initial bloodbath), hard-to-distinguish supporting character (I didn’t notice that there were two separate murderous antagonists for Jerry and the Kid until they started attacking one another), or just generally uninspired choice (a would-be mindblower tour of hell is metonymized by a few static stand-alone panels and one image seemingly picked at random to anchor the spread in the background). Morrison’s at his best when his comics either really read like comics (Arkham Asylum, All Star Superman) or look like comics (We3, I dunno, Seven Soldiers), and this comes across as a creature of its era that thinks it’s too cool for school to do either, which it isn’t.

Happy New Year!

Why not celebrate by checking out my New Year’s horror resolution over at this week’s Horror Roundtable?

Sean T. Collins’s Best Things of 2007

Caveats

1. All these lists are in order of preference.

2. The comics lists are by no means intended to be a comprehensive overview. There are just so many books that came out this year that I didn’t have a chance to read yet.

3. Every year, it seems like I end up listing my favorite comics in a different way. Sometimes it’s in alphabetical order. Sometimes it’s in order of preference with no regard to genre. Sometimes it’s a no-nonsense list. Sometimes it’s with explanations. This year it’s in order of preference, separated into two different categories, Artsy and Genre-Ish. That just felt right to me. And I limited myself to 15 each.

4. The movie list isn’t comprehensive either, because I never got to see There Will Be Blood or Control, to name a couple movies I think I might have liked a lot. No limit this time–I just listed the six movies I really liked.

5. The album and song lists aren’t comprehensive either, but I say that mostly because I haven’t gotten the new Wu-Tang Clan and Ghostface Killah records and haven’t gotten a chance to really listen to the new Beirut and Jens Lekman albums. A lot of the kinds of albums you tend to see on these lists don’t really interest me. I basically listed all the albums I really connected with; for songs, I stopped at 15.

6. There’s kind of miles and miles between the first three items on my TV list, which are three of my all-time seven favorite shows, and the rest. I stopped at 10. And I’ve never watched The Wire, so that explains that. (I know, I know.)

7. A lot of the things I first experienced and really got a lot out of this year, from Children of Men to Amusement Parks on Fire’s Out of the Angeles to Matt Furie’s Boy’s Club, actually came out earlier than 2007, so I didn’t list them. It’s all about ’07 baby! Woo!

Sean T. Collins’s Favorite [Blanks] of 2007

Comics (artsy)

1. The End, by Anders Nilsen

2. Asthma, by John Hankiewicz

3. Love & Rockets digests, by Gilbert and Jaime Hernandez

4. Cold Heat, by BJ and Frank Santoro

5. Notes for a War Story, by Gipi

6. The Blot, by Tom Neely

7. Skyscrapers of the Midwest, by Josh Cotter

8. Garage Band, by Gipi

9. The Salon, by Nick Bertozzi

10. Mome, by various

11. Pulphope: The Art of Paul Pope, by Paul Pope

12. House, by Josh Simmons/Batman, by Josh Simmons

13. Johnny Ryan’s XXX Scumbag Party, by Johnny Ryan/Blecky Yuckerella Vol. 2: Back in Bleck, by Johnny Ryan

14. The Monkey and the Crab, by Shawn Cheng and Sarah Edward-Corbett

15. Uptight, by Jordan Crane

Comics (genre-ish)

1. The Immortal Iron Fist, by Ed Brubaker, Matt Fraction, David Aja, and various artists

2. BPRD, by Mike Mignola, John Arcudi, and Guy Davis

3. Captain America, by Ed Brubaker, Steve Epting, and Mike Perkins

4. All Star Superman, by Grant Morrison and Frank Quitely

5. 52, by Geoff Johns, Grant Morrison, Greg Rucka, Mark Waid, Keith Giffen, J.G. Jones, and various artists

6. Jack Kirby’s Fourth World Omnibus, by Jack Kirby

7. Jack Kirby’s Silver Star, by Jack Kirby

8. Dragon Head, by Mochizuki Minetaro

9. I Shall Destroy All the Civilized Planets: The Comics of Fletcher Hanks, by Fletcher Hanks, edited by Paul Karasik

10. Green Lantern, by Geoff Johns, Ivan Reis, Ethan Van Sciver, and various artists

11. Daybreak, by Brian Ralph

12. Runaways, by Brian K. Vaughan and Adrian Alphona

13. Criminal, by Ed Brubaker and Sean Philips

14. Daredevil, by Ed Brubaker and Michael Lark

15. The Perry Bible Fellowship, by Nicolas Gurewitch

Movies

1. No Country for Old Men

2. 28 Weeks Later

3. 300

4. Darkon

5. Eastern Promises

6. Beowulf

Television Programs

1. The Sopranos

2. Lost

3. Battlestar Galactica

4. The Soup

5. Dr. Phil

6. 120 Minutes

7. America’s Next Top Model

8. Judge Judy

9. Scrubs

10. Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

Albums

1. Underworld: Oblivion with Bells

2. LCD Soundsystem: Sound of Silver

3. Radiohead: In Rainbows

4. Robyn: Robyn [UK]

5. Muscles: Guns Babes Lemonade

6. Beirut: Lon Gisland

7. Nine Inch Nails: Year Zero

8. Klaxons: Myths of the Near Future

9. Editors: An End Has a Start

10. Digitalism: Idealism

11. Kylie Minogue: X [UK]

Songs

1. Underworld: Beautiful Burnout

2. Radiohead: All I Need

3. Gus Gus: Moss

4. LCD Soundsystem: Sound of Silver

5. Beirut: Scenic World

6. Maria Taylor: A Clean Getaway

7. Robyn: Should Have Known

8. Muscles: One Inch Badge Pin

9. Editors: An End Has a Start

10. Klaxons: Atlantis to Interzone

11. The Horrors: Count in Fives

12. Tori Amos: Bouncing Off Clouds

13. Rihanna: Umbrella

14. The White Stripes: Icky Thump

15. Kings of Leon: Arizona

Columbia/Argento

Via Fantagraphics’ Eric Reynolds we find Al Columbia’s take on Dario Argento’s Suspiria.

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See the whole thing–created at the behest of an open call for B-movie-based art submissions to “a film fest that combines fantasy, sci-fi, horror, action, live burlesque and a special art exhibit sponsored by Fantagraphics Books” calledSupertrash Fest; there’s still two weeks left to submit, artists!–at Columbia’s website.

Dropping the ball

I thought that in light of tonight’s big Times Square soirée, this article by the New York Times’ Sewell Chan on filmmakers’ penchant for destroying New York City with aliens, monsters, natural disasters, nuclear war, terrorist attacks, rampant crime, marshmallow men, viral vampires, the passage of time and so on is all too appropriate. What’s more, it references The Blair Witch Project when discussing Cloverfield, thus providing fodder for my Blair Witch trend post’s lively comment thread.

One quote from the article perplexed me, however:

In contrast to “I Am Legend”–which like “The Omega Man” (1971) is based on a Richard Matheson novel–the “Cloverfield” images verge on being tasteless, [Celluloid Skyline author James] Sanders said. “They are playing on feelings not just about New York as civic symbol but on the shock of Sept. 11,” he said. “To some degree, that’s not fair ball.”

Okay, first of all, I Am Legend did the exact same thing, believe me. I don’t even think you needed to be in an opening-night screening in Union Square, listening to the uncomfortable laughter of your fellow New Yorkers as neighborhood after neighborhood and landmark after landmark is shown abandoned and destroyed, to figure that out. (Though it helped.) And Legend isn’t even the first such post-9/11 horror film to go there–Spielberg’s War of the Worlds, anybody? But the thing that really sticks out is Sanders’s assertion that playing upon 9/11 anxiety is unfair for a genre filmmaker to do. That’s really like saying it was unfair of, I dunno, Godzilla to play upon the Japanese people’s experience with nuclear war. Maybe he means that Cloverfield is crassly exploiting 9/11, but that’s not what he (or Chan, to be fair) actually said. It’s simply an unsupportable position as articulated.

(Via Matt Zoller Seitz.)

Trendspotting

For a movie with such a seismic impact in terms of marketing and production, The Blair Witch Project didn’t really inspire any other films as far as I can tell–particularly compared to the other big horror hit of Summer ’99, The Sixth Sense. So my question is this: Between Cloverfield (Blair Witch meets Godzilla), Diary of the Dead (Blair Witch meets Night of the Living Dead), and The Poughkeepsie Tapes (Blair Witch meets Hostel meets Henry), are we finally seeing the wide-scale birth of the Blair Subgenre?

And hey, did it take the rise of YouTube to ultimately make first-person docuhorror feasible?

Sadness in the Pacific Northwest

Last night me and the Missus watched the pilot and first episode of Twin Peaks (in her case for the first time!). In the opening minutes of the pilot, Laura Palmer’s body is discovered, her mother realizes she’s missing and frantically makes phone calls trying to find her, and then her father is notified of her death while speaking to her mother on the phone. As Mrs. Palmer’s screams of grief faded to black for the first commercial break I was surprised to find myself in tears. I turned to the Missus, who was similarly shaken up, and said “Wow, that was tough to watch.” She replied “I was just going to say it’s refreshing to see a murder mystery that treats the murder this way.” Indeed, I think that if the show hadn’t started this way–treating Laura’s death and its profound effect on her loved ones very very seriously–the whole thing wouldn’t have worked. Beneath all the weirdness, humor, and glamour beats an emotional heart of genuine sadness.

Thank you, TiVo programming guide info

“91 – FLIX – Evil Dead 2 – Sat 12/29 10:00pm-11:25pm – Rated R AL, GV – Horror (1987) [three stars] Bruce Campbell, Sarah Berry, Dan Hicks. Cabin visitors fight protean spirits of the dead with a chainsaw, a shotgun and Egyptian incantations. (CC, Stereo, SAP, Letterbox)”

Quote of the day

Giant flying reptiles, believe it or not, have routinely been sighted in the Olympic National Park’s rainforest in Washington State. I’ve been hearing about reports from there for decades.

–Loren Coleman, “Pterodactyl Causes Car Crash,” Cryptomundo. More here.