Friday, July 31, 2009
This is the best scene from a tv movie called “Woman In Black”,, which was a Susan Hill novel. But it is a SPOILER!!! The whole film is on Youtube, but not very good quality. Universal is not allowing it to ever be shown on tv again or be released on DVD. Why in the world would they decide to keep it away from people. It’s a decent film, I wouldn’t urge you to watch it or anything.
I recently saw Martyrs, I had mixed feelings about it but the only thing I really loved in it was that wild woman, That was actually surprisingly scary. I just wish the whole film was supposed to be scary. I’m still a bit angry at the lack of films that even try to be scary, it seems so obvious to me that there should be horror films that try to be scary. I’ve encountered so many people who are too scared to watch horror films, I envy those expectations they have.
I think the whole “unpleasant and thought provoking” movement is not nearly as intelligent as people convince/lie themselves that it is. I dare you to scare me, stop trying to find a way to convince the literary crowd that your horror stories have some political “relevance”.
Just over a year ago, before I got my job, I felt like I could really bite into an atmosphere in any given place/room/time as if I could taste and smell it. The autumn of 2007 had a really vivid flavour and I haven’t felt anything like that in the last year. Every season used to have this strong feeling about it which would grow over time and become exaggerated in the memory.
I’m a bit worried I’m losing some sensory sensitivity. I used to be able to walk into a place and really relish the atmosphere, maybe I’ve just got bored of my surroundings or maybe the fascination with these things just comes and goes at certain points in your life.
I used to be of the opinion that comics should be a small cult thing that could be further “ruined” by the masses if the masses started liking them. Then I changed to think that comics should be for everyone,, as big as any other medium and therefore there would still be 90% trash, but the 10% of good comics would expand along with the expansion of trash.
Now I’m starting to wish the medium just died and it would be a tiny niche of people who really NEEDED to express themselves that way.
All the comics I see look like they don’t really truly need to be doing this, they just cant find a better way to make a living. I don’t want to insult these people, I truly want to help them now. I think if everyone was shown the more amazing ends of what can be achieved, they would start wanting to be something amazing.
I don’t mean to ass kiss, but Monster Brains and various other art blogs and all the great music has shown me the light, I would’ve been a much lesser artist if I hadn’t looked at these things. You only go for the good things when you have seen them and know they really exist.
I want to be like a motivational speaker who shows people what they can achieve if they pull themselves out of the muck and aim for the sky.
But part of me feels a little sad that a lot of these movies and comics don’t have the same power over me that they used to,,, but it’s actually a beautiful thing, it makes us want to find something more powerful and even create something great. All my disappointments turn into motivation. People often complain that humans are never content with what we have,, but I think that dissatisfaction is one of our greatest qualities,,, you’ve heard me say this stuff again and again and again,, but I feel like I need to refine the argument and drum it in. Prepare to hear me repeat this stuff again and again, but hopefully in a more inspiring way each time.
I think I could really make people hate me for all my preaching, because in the comic shops I just want to go up to people and say “Do you really really want this? Why do you want this? Will it really make you happy?”,, the fanboy reaction to this could be really hostile, because most of them have convinced themselves over decades that they really do need Star Wars toys and all sorts of merchandise that I think has no real artistic value.
It was painful when I realised I how much crap I had spent hundreds of pounds on, but it had to happen or else I’d be one of those collectors who ends up believing that he really is getting his moneys worth.
There is a music journalist called Mick Mercer and he writes a series of books on goth music and I bought his 1997 book the other day,, he is really funny and sometimes a bit rude about bands and fans he doesn’t like. But there were two really interesting things about the book. One thing was that in 1997, that he was saying that the “real” goth had not even begun yet, and his books were part of an effort to help the genre push in more ambitious directions. Everyone has an idealised version or versions of their favourite genres and subcultures, but I thought it was odd that he had a vision of an ideal future version of goth. I wish more people would dress like characters in Cabinet of Dr Caligari and less of the leather and hair dye((( a little bit of that is fine here and there))). More church organs and ghostly choirs I say!
The other bizarre thing was that how much exhaustive info there was. There was a worldwide list of bands, people, clubs, shops and all sorts of cult societies. He was disinterested in all the pagan, fetish and vampire cults, but he included them because they asked for it. The interesting thing is that I used to see lots of odd looking people and shops when I went to town around 1990-2004,, and it all disappeared. The obvious explanation is that all the shops moved to the internet and all the people stay on the internet chatting, only coming out at night to go to obscure clubs. But that doesent explain why I NEVER ever see any odd looking people anymore at all. It’s almost scary,, you used to be guaranteed to see atleast one person dressed like a freak, it’s as if someone has killed them all. You still get your standard looking metalheads, but you never see anyone who looks really extreme or “out there” anymore.
You must have read or heard atleast one sci-fi story where all the outsiders are being picked off the streets by some sinister organisation.
That book proves to me that there was lots of those people going around, I wasn’t imagining it. Where did they all go?
Some nice art in Monster Club by John Bolton...