cw sui ment, substance, white supremacy
i love stephen king for a lot of reasons. his work always has this "feel" that i love & struggle to articulate. his books feel lived in, his characters feel real -- or even if they don't, his books always feel real. stephen king has always felt to me like a writer who can't not write himself, for better or worse. he bleeds himself directly into the page. even the worst stephen king is still…
firmly convinced that the lazers & neon barf & stream of planets & glowing eyes all in the Swirl Everloving of hair metal which is late 80s italian horror is the best thing. the fact that this posits itself as a sequel to argento's three mothers films AND a demons entry is the purest sublimation of the italian sequelization alchemy i have been graced to witness. (also the brief cameo of the blood & black lace killer!) declining production values but like tanks & tanks…
Sixty in September: 10/60
There are so many things to be fascinated by in this beautiful, wild movie, but two things really stick out to me. Obayashi talks about them in the interview on the Criterion materials:
One is the war and the atomic bombings. Obayashi is originally from Hiroshima. He says, quietly and candidly, that most his friends didn't survive the bombings, as a child. The second is Obayashi's sense of how children view and experience the world. He…
Ana's spectral screams as she flows and dances like a ghoul in the subway. All I could do was cry at it, with her, for her. Some freeing thing and all the bindings too coming up as blood and spit. Woman spirit birthed up from the grave womb of the earth.
There are doppelgangers and spies and the shadow of the Wall and monsters and eyes. The man with pink socks. And it is so profoundly sad. It's…
