Not to start a whole thing, but I just find it interesting that the same guy who made this straight-up raped a child not even a decade later. It reads as such a feminine film - tokophobia, discomfort with patriarchy, implications of "rape culture", etc... It's crazy that the guy who made this (and Repulsion) went on to straight up drug and rape a kid.
I think that's one thing that went relatively unnoticed during the extradition drama - that this guy made some beautifully hard art about the female experience that at the time was subversive and beneficial, and at the same time he was probably raping kids. Diamonds in haystacks, I guess (that's the saying, right?)
That said, I think my favorite scene is John Cassavetes exploding on Mia Farrow because she got a haircut. It so encapsulates what the themes are and it's a turning point for Rosemary. She's kinda done with this. My memory is hazy, but I think it's soon after that she seeks out her own OGBYN. Correct me if I'm wrong.
But also, the hallway scene towards the climax?! Say what you will about Creepy McTouchfingers, but he knows how to build tension.
That Jimmy Kimmel thing is just horribly depressing. It just reinforces my armchair philosophy that literally every person is born a horrifying monster and only some of us try to get better.
This was so great to read, but I adore Adore. I almost get angry when people don't appreciate it as much as I do. Part of it's personal - I remember taking long road trips with my mother and listening to it on our new CD player. We would dissect every line and talk about what it meant to us. I remember the rain hitting the windshield halfway through "To Sheila". I remember one of the first times I was able to merge our musical interests.
There really are two fantastic EPs here. This is how I have my alternate playlist set-up.
Side 1:
1. To Sheila
2. Tear
3. Once Upon A Time
4. The Tale Of Dusty And Pistol Pete
5. Annie Dog
6. Shame
7. Behold! The Nightmare!
8. For Martha
9. Blank Page
10. 17
Side 2:
1. Ava Adore
2. Perfect
3. Crestfallen
4. Daphne Descends
5. Apples + Oranges
6. Pug
7. Eye
I cut this play list to flow a bit better and added "Eye" from the Lost Highway soundtrack because it seemed like a fitting coda for this era.
It's one of my favorite albums of all time, but it's so much about the contextual musical landscape. I'd be willing to bet that Reflektor will become some 13-year-old kid's Mellon Collie when they approach thirty (or Thirty-Three). It's similar in length, with some toss-away moments that add to the whole.
Still, it don't think Reflektor will speak to 13-year-old kids as much as Mellon Collie still speaks to 30-year-old me.
This is truly the The Room of horror movies (The The). I haven't really looked into any interviews with Obayashi, partly because I really don't want to know if any of this was tounge-in-cheek. I don't know enough about 70s Japanese horror and it's kinda on purpose because there's so many of these gems out there. I was lucky enough to live by an awesome video store for a bit and got introduced so some great titles, most of which I forgot.
What do you mean when you say we "missed it last night"? Are some monsters live watching these and chatting? Is there a meet-up somewhere? These are serious questions about serious serious things.
Picking holes in plots in legitimately scary movies is always my favorite reaction from non-horror fans. To me, after years and years of screening horror films to non-horror fans, it's always a contest to delegitimize the film. "Why didn't so-and-so do this?" I love it, and I don't judge them for it. This is the reaction anyone should have. It's awesome to see.
I loved this all so much. Because I love The Thing so much. My wife only watches one horror film with me a year, on Halloween. It's sort of a deal we have. About six years ago, many of these were her gripes. We argued about it (affably) for like an hour on the logic of the blood test scene.
Also, look at the still of the defibrillator scene! Look at those freaking practical FX! Wow. Just Wow. More of this please, Hollywood.
Also also, Teethstomache is how I'm referring to this scene from here on out.
When I was very young, maybe 7 or 8, I thought constantly about a Calvin & Hobbes cartoon. Every time it popped into my head, I then tried to imagine what their voices would sound like and then I was like, nope. I don't want to know.
That said, I would be so incredibly down for a live-action movie with a different take for adults who grew up with the strip made by Dave Eggers and Spike Jonze a la Where The Wild Things Are. I would die from emotions.
The pareidolia in the pillow between them makes it hard to appreciate this pic and not turn it into an internal X-Files fanfic. Probably slash-fic. Ghost threesome? Ghost threesome.
If you think about it, members of Congress like this bag of barf are a lot like Walter White. But instead of manipulating and lying to their family and business associates, they manipulate and lie to millions and millions of people. Instead of getting someone close to them to do their killing, they get some kid thousands of miles away to do their killing.
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