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Games / Re: Movie Title Chains
Last post by Rev. Powell - October 09, 2026, 10:02:20 AMBig Top Pee-wee
#12
Games / Re: Answer the question with a...
Last post by Rev. Powell - October 09, 2026, 09:59:11 AM
What do you find most attractive in a partner?
#13
Good Movies / Re: Recent Viewings, Part 2
Last post by M.10rda - October 09, 2026, 09:38:53 AMDEMONS is a riot.
Lester, I was friends w/ the YOU'RE NEXT screenwriter in film school in the 90s. The SCREAM-like humor comes less from SCREAM or more from college kids hanging out and making fun of ridiculous things that happen in most of the horror films they've watched. Granted Kevin Williamson did it first. But Simon the screenwriter did come by his snarkiness honestly.
Lester, I was friends w/ the YOU'RE NEXT screenwriter in film school in the 90s. The SCREAM-like humor comes less from SCREAM or more from college kids hanging out and making fun of ridiculous things that happen in most of the horror films they've watched. Granted Kevin Williamson did it first. But Simon the screenwriter did come by his snarkiness honestly.
#14
Off Topic Discussion / Re: Alex's even longer post th...
Last post by Alex - October 09, 2026, 07:48:54 AMThank you Indy.
Got up this morning at 7 am for a training day. Found I had a text from my dad's third ex-wife. Passed on the message to my older brother, who is in a time zone a couple of hours ahead of us and I figured would be awake, and my younger brother, who I reckoned would be up at that time to start his job. Texted my mum to let me know when she was awake, and asked to be excused during one of the lessons when she replied to me so I could make a quick phone call. Let her know the old bastard had finally died. I thought I'd feel happy whenever I got that news, but to be honest, how I feel is absolute cold indifference. I tried thinking of happy memories to see if that changed anything, but absolutely no reaction at all. After the lessons had finished, I let my boss know. I opened with "Look, as you can see, I am not exactly grieving here, but I just heard this morning that my dad has died." We then had a small argument as he tried to give me time off for the funeral, and I was adamant that I didn't want it and would be carrying on as usual. I pointed out that I hadn't spoken to the man in 40 years, and my last words to him were telling him that he wasn't my dad and he wasn't part of my family. He might have found out about my wife, but I made damn sure that until his dying day he never knew my son existed, his name or anything. After I got home my poor boss was still texting me to check I am ok. I finally had to get fairly blunt and let him know some of the stuff he'd done that had ensured that 6 out of his 7 kids wanted absolutely nothing to do with him.
It's at times like this that I wish I did believe in god so I could imagine him burning in hell. Then again, he was a religious man, worshipped god and by their canon, since he loved god, he'd get into heaven, so really, I wouldn't get any solace out of that either.
I've had 6 hours for the news to sink in, still no sadness. I might get a beer because I always told myself I'd have one to celebrate, but I feel neither sad nor happy. Just a mild irritation that I never got to bump into him somewhere and return some of those punches he felt so free to give out to us.
About 20 years ago, someone lectured me and told me that time heals all wounds and if I didn't get back in contact with my dad before he died, that I'd regret it. Hah! You were very wrong, Brian.
Kristi had her blood transfusion. She does have more energy now, and isn't sleeping 18 to 22 hours a day, although she still is in a lot of pain. I can start working on her getting up and moving around again, though. Hopefully that will help. I've been wondering if the inactivity is making the pain worse.
I've been put in charge of organising the leaving do for the only person at work I don't get on with, who is leaving us to join the RAF Police. I am organising it for the day after he is gone.
Got up this morning at 7 am for a training day. Found I had a text from my dad's third ex-wife. Passed on the message to my older brother, who is in a time zone a couple of hours ahead of us and I figured would be awake, and my younger brother, who I reckoned would be up at that time to start his job. Texted my mum to let me know when she was awake, and asked to be excused during one of the lessons when she replied to me so I could make a quick phone call. Let her know the old bastard had finally died. I thought I'd feel happy whenever I got that news, but to be honest, how I feel is absolute cold indifference. I tried thinking of happy memories to see if that changed anything, but absolutely no reaction at all. After the lessons had finished, I let my boss know. I opened with "Look, as you can see, I am not exactly grieving here, but I just heard this morning that my dad has died." We then had a small argument as he tried to give me time off for the funeral, and I was adamant that I didn't want it and would be carrying on as usual. I pointed out that I hadn't spoken to the man in 40 years, and my last words to him were telling him that he wasn't my dad and he wasn't part of my family. He might have found out about my wife, but I made damn sure that until his dying day he never knew my son existed, his name or anything. After I got home my poor boss was still texting me to check I am ok. I finally had to get fairly blunt and let him know some of the stuff he'd done that had ensured that 6 out of his 7 kids wanted absolutely nothing to do with him.
It's at times like this that I wish I did believe in god so I could imagine him burning in hell. Then again, he was a religious man, worshipped god and by their canon, since he loved god, he'd get into heaven, so really, I wouldn't get any solace out of that either.
I've had 6 hours for the news to sink in, still no sadness. I might get a beer because I always told myself I'd have one to celebrate, but I feel neither sad nor happy. Just a mild irritation that I never got to bump into him somewhere and return some of those punches he felt so free to give out to us.
About 20 years ago, someone lectured me and told me that time heals all wounds and if I didn't get back in contact with my dad before he died, that I'd regret it. Hah! You were very wrong, Brian.
Kristi had her blood transfusion. She does have more energy now, and isn't sleeping 18 to 22 hours a day, although she still is in a lot of pain. I can start working on her getting up and moving around again, though. Hopefully that will help. I've been wondering if the inactivity is making the pain worse.
I've been put in charge of organising the leaving do for the only person at work I don't get on with, who is leaving us to join the RAF Police. I am organising it for the day after he is gone.
#15
Bad Movies / Re: RECENT VIEWINGS (Bad Movie...
Last post by M.10rda - October 09, 2026, 07:42:58 AMONCE BITTEN is fun. This movie, less so:
FEAR (1918):
No, not a third viewing of the Marky Mark movie, but the first (?) horror movie by Robert Weine, the director of CABINET OF DR. CALIGARI. Also, more orientalism and brownface.
In a plot quite similar to that of EYES OF THE MUMMY, a white guy visits a Hindu (?) temple and steals a prized artifact. He puts it in a display case in his bedroom, gets paranoid about it, then slowly (slowly) turns into a megalomaniac party animal mad scientist who creates world-saving inventions and then destroys them in front of the press, just to be a wild-and-crazy-guy about it. Finally (SPOILER?) he self-destructs.
The main actor looks like a clean-shaven Robert Downey Jr. and has some decent manic/panicked energy. Weine makes pretty good use of foreground/background in his compositions, but otherwise there is none of the transformational style seen in CALIGARI.
Also, FEAR is 75 minutes long and if I didn't make this clear earlier, it is slow. This ain't no rollercoaster sex/home invasion thriller.
Any Letterboxd reviewer will tell you that Conrad Veidt (later Cesare the zombie in CALIGARI) is the best thing about FEAR. He's a specter of East Indian vengeance that haunts the rich guy - very occasionally - but basically just stands in one spot and stares at him and sometimes says something foreboding to him. Unfortunately, Veidt is wearing thick greasepaint. Fortunately, though, even in greasepaint, no one stares forebodingly like Conrad Veidt. At the end of the film (post self-destruction) Veidt's spirit leaves his body and walks (slowly, natch) into the rich guy's mansion, through the parlor, up the stairs, up more stairs, through the upstairs hallway... retrieves the artifact... then repeats course all the way out the house and back into his body and Weine shows us every single step of the stroll. 
Weine, WTF?
2/5 I'm a little scared to watch DR. CALIGARI again now.
FEAR (1918):
No, not a third viewing of the Marky Mark movie, but the first (?) horror movie by Robert Weine, the director of CABINET OF DR. CALIGARI. Also, more orientalism and brownface.
In a plot quite similar to that of EYES OF THE MUMMY, a white guy visits a Hindu (?) temple and steals a prized artifact. He puts it in a display case in his bedroom, gets paranoid about it, then slowly (slowly) turns into a megalomaniac party animal mad scientist who creates world-saving inventions and then destroys them in front of the press, just to be a wild-and-crazy-guy about it. Finally (SPOILER?) he self-destructs. The main actor looks like a clean-shaven Robert Downey Jr. and has some decent manic/panicked energy. Weine makes pretty good use of foreground/background in his compositions, but otherwise there is none of the transformational style seen in CALIGARI.
Also, FEAR is 75 minutes long and if I didn't make this clear earlier, it is slow. This ain't no rollercoaster sex/home invasion thriller.Any Letterboxd reviewer will tell you that Conrad Veidt (later Cesare the zombie in CALIGARI) is the best thing about FEAR. He's a specter of East Indian vengeance that haunts the rich guy - very occasionally - but basically just stands in one spot and stares at him and sometimes says something foreboding to him. Unfortunately, Veidt is wearing thick greasepaint.
Fortunately, though, even in greasepaint, no one stares forebodingly like Conrad Veidt. At the end of the film (post self-destruction) Veidt's spirit leaves his body and walks (slowly, natch) into the rich guy's mansion, through the parlor, up the stairs, up more stairs, through the upstairs hallway... retrieves the artifact... then repeats course all the way out the house and back into his body and Weine shows us every single step of the stroll. Weine, WTF?2/5 I'm a little scared to watch DR. CALIGARI again now.
#17
Bad Movies / Re: Invent A Bad Movie Title P...
Last post by zombie no.one - October 09, 2026, 05:38:13 AMCow Vomit Factory
aka 'We Are The Moo-Sick Makers'
aka 'We Are The Moo-Sick Makers'
#18
Off Topic Discussion / Re: The New Happy Birthday Thr...
Last post by Trevor - October 09, 2026, 02:35:50 AMHappy birthday Ed 🙌 🎉 🎁 🎈 🎂 📲 🐢
#19
Good Movies / Re: Recent Viewings, Part 2
Last post by FatFreddysCat - October 08, 2026, 09:37:56 PM"Demons" (1985)
A group of theater-goers attending a sneak preview of a new horror film find themselves in a fight for survival when the evil from the movie comes off the screen and turns the viewers into bloodthirsty killers.
Lamberto Bava's splatter fest doesn't make a helluva lot of sense, but the gore FX are impressive and you get to hear tracks by Accept, Motley Crue, Billy Idol, and Saxon during pivotal scenes. An action packed, bloody hoot.
A group of theater-goers attending a sneak preview of a new horror film find themselves in a fight for survival when the evil from the movie comes off the screen and turns the viewers into bloodthirsty killers.
Lamberto Bava's splatter fest doesn't make a helluva lot of sense, but the gore FX are impressive and you get to hear tracks by Accept, Motley Crue, Billy Idol, and Saxon during pivotal scenes. An action packed, bloody hoot.
#20
Good Movies / Re: Recent Viewings, Part 2
Last post by FatFreddysCat - October 08, 2026, 06:32:55 PMTime to get my annual Halloween season horror-thon in gear! I'm a little behind this year, usually I'm at least four or five movies in by this time!
"The Beyond" (aka "7 Doors of Death," 1981)
A woman inherits a decrepit hotel in New Orleans and hopes to re-open it, but after a series of mysterious deaths she learns that the old place is built atop a doorway to Hell. Yeah, I hate when that happens.
This is arguably Italian horror maestro Lucio Fulci's best movie. What it lacks in coherent storytelling and decent acting, it makes up for with loads of splashy gore, zombies, eyeball gouging, head explosions, and general mayhem. It barely makes a lick of sense, but boy is it nasty fun! Part of a supposed "trilogy" with Fulci's "City of the Living Dead" and "House By The Cemetary."
"The Beyond" (aka "7 Doors of Death," 1981)
A woman inherits a decrepit hotel in New Orleans and hopes to re-open it, but after a series of mysterious deaths she learns that the old place is built atop a doorway to Hell. Yeah, I hate when that happens.
This is arguably Italian horror maestro Lucio Fulci's best movie. What it lacks in coherent storytelling and decent acting, it makes up for with loads of splashy gore, zombies, eyeball gouging, head explosions, and general mayhem. It barely makes a lick of sense, but boy is it nasty fun! Part of a supposed "trilogy" with Fulci's "City of the Living Dead" and "House By The Cemetary."