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Cold and sunny here in Providence. Tonight, we are promised it will be colder, but still mostly clear, for the Steel Yard annual iron pour. Meanwhile, we have a winter storm watch set to begin tomorrow at five p.m. and run until early Sunday morning. The first nor'easter of the year, and early. Looks like most of New England's going to get hit, but it also looks like we're in a narrow band that will escape the worst of the weather. Yay, us. I'd really like to have another six weeks or so until I have to worry about the blizzards. Anyway, as long as weather predictions are being made, I predict this is going to be a long and bad, bad winter.

Yesterday, we made it through the last two chapters of Blood Oranges. What a weird book. But, also, what a funny book. How did I do that? It's pretty much Buffy the Vampire Slayer directed by Quentin Tarantino. I think maybe the more interesting question is why did I do that? Was I trying to purge the deleterious effect that writing The Drowning Girl: A Memoir had upon me? That seems to be the popular opinion, but I can't say for sure. But it does hold up, and that's a great relief. I shall think of it as a belated tonic against the waning ParaRom market. I won't even dignify "ParaRom" with the sobriquet "genre." Not even "subgenre." It's just a market. You know, like varieties of porn. No, wait. I like porn. Porn is useful, and has dignity. Especially the creepy stuff from South Korea.

Oh, and I'm thinking of calling the obligatory sequel Fay Grimmer. No one will get the Hal Hartley reference who isn't meant to get it.

Today, it's back to work on Project Arrowhead for the MiBs at No Such Agency. As I said to Spooky, it's going to be the first long day of a long weekend at the beginning of a long winter.

Last night, in the rain, sleet, and snow, we went forth into the darkness to run errands. I got two new (and badly needed) pairs of shoes for the winter. I went all last winter in my Cros, coupled with New Zealand bedsocks. Which is really no fit state of affairs. Anyway, and the cat food/litter place, we had to go there, too, and also get dinner, and it must have been nine p.m. by the time we got home.

After dinner, there was RIFT. Mostly, dailies and world-event stuff, and then we watched Michael Tolkin's The Rapture (1991). I'd not seen it since the video release in 1992 or whenever, but after seeing Red State, and discovering that Spooky had never seen The Rapture, I very much needed to see it again. Well, I could have done without David Duchovny's mullet. But the rest of the film has aged very well. There are few better examples of the "Christian horror film." It's sort of Red State turned inside out, and the horror isn't so much what people are willing to believe (though that's bad enough). The horror lies in the objective existence of a sadistic "god" who demands it be loved, like a spoiled child demanding attention. It will be loved, or you will be damned. It will be loved, and you will destroy yourself for it's love, or you'll spend forever alone. Even if you are a "good" person, it will still damn you, unless you love it. In the final moments of the film, the film's protagonist redeems herself by finding her own salvation simply by telling the Bully in the Sky that no, she won't love it. "Who forgives God?", a question asked moments before the climax, is especially apt. So, yes, this is a keeper. A film which doesn't so much question the cartoonish Biblical eschatology, as it questions the ethics of a omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent being who would subject its creations to a living hell, just to get its ya-yas off. You know, just because. Like any shitty parent or schoolyard bully. See it, if you've not already. And if it sounds like the sort of film that would piss you off because you're a good Christian, then you especially need to see it. If you're that sort of person, this film was made for you. It won't change your mind. But, nonetheless.

We read more of Wildwood.

And now, I see the black van has pulled up outside.

Off to the Airbase,
Codename: Aunt Beast

Date: 2011-10-28 05:15 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] sovay
Meanwhile, we have a winter storm watch set to begin tomorrow at five p.m. and run until early Sunday morning. The first nor'easter of the year, and early.

There's snow on the ground here, still, in the shadows. Happy New England.

"Self-Loathing, Selfish Gods, and Snow" is some kind of litany, but one you shouldn't call on.

Date: 2011-10-28 05:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greygirlbeast.livejournal.com

There's snow on the ground here, still, in the shadows.

I knew we were lucky.

"Self-Loathing, Selfish Gods, and Snow" is some kind of litany, but one you shouldn't call on.

Agreed.

Date: 2011-10-28 06:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ashlyme.livejournal.com
*who forgives God?*

Sounds like a good film. Apart from the mullet - ashamed to say I had one back then.

Nice icon; where does it come from?

Enjoy the Steel Yard.

- Ash

Date: 2011-10-28 06:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greygirlbeast.livejournal.com

Apart from the mullet - ashamed to say I had one back then.

Far too much of the world did. The eighties were, fashionwise, a sad, sad time.

Nice icon; where does it come from?

An episode of Joss Whedon's Firefly. It's River Tam.

Date: 2011-10-28 07:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] robyn-ma.livejournal.com
Yeah, The Rapture is a fascinating movie insofar as it takes its outlandish premise seriously and follows it to its logical conclusion. It's true adult fantasy, really. The fact that Mimi Rogers (who's never been better*) is a Scientologist gives us further levels to unpack.

Also, the film's God as you describe him/her/it sounds a lot like the one in Preacher.

*Although she was pretty hilarious in Ginger Snaps.
Edited Date: 2011-10-28 07:18 pm (UTC)

Date: 2011-10-28 09:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greygirlbeast.livejournal.com

It's true adult fantasy, really.

Yes, and it correctly addresses Christian mythology as fantasy.

Date: 2011-10-28 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amethyst-clan.livejournal.com
One of the roommates took me to catch the special showing of Red State we had here in the town, and there was an hour-long teleconference Q&A with Kevin Smith afterwards. I was really shocked by the $20 a ticket price, but at the end of the evening, it was well, well worth that much. It really made the experience even more worthwhile, on many fronts. You have the movie itself, which was definitely an amazing thing.

Then you get to hear and see Kevin Smith, live and unscripted. And he's answering questions that people all over the nation -- who have all watched the movie at the same time -- had about the movie and explaining how he came up with that aspect. For example, hearing how Kevin came up with the saran wrap aspect of the killings and why it works, logically, makes that aspect of the movie much more bonechilling. And, of course, he tells it in a way that you can't help but laugh your ass off.

It was really amazing to see how obviously Red State was a work of love for Kevin and the pure excitement he had about the fact that he got to do the movie on his terms. I really wish more directors had the cajones to present their movies this way -- just the movie, their thoughts on questions people who watched it might have, and that's it. No big budget trailers or massive marketing schemes or anything. But many of the movies nowadays aren't strong enough to stand on their own two feet, I think.

Date: 2011-10-28 09:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaz-mahoney.livejournal.com
Fay Grimmer:

I didn't get the reference that you mentioned (I've googled it now), but that doesn't matter - I think the title sounds great anyway! I want to know just who the hell she is. Fay Grimmer sounds like a fascinating character.

Date: 2011-10-28 09:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] everville340.livejournal.com
What a weird book. But, also, what a funny book. It's pretty much Buffy the Vampire Slayer directed by Quentin Tarantino.

The mind boggles, but in a good way. A very good mind boggling, that.

Oh, and I'm thinking of calling the obligatory sequel Fay Grimmer.

Please just don't make it nine years until releasing the sequel!

Recordings Recovered From The House Of Leaves

Date: 2011-10-28 09:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ashlyme.livejournal.com
I've just heard it. And... It's okay; it almost works. I won't say too much about it now, in case you do manage to hear it. They concentrate mostly on the explorations of the House in a documentary style. Zampano's never named, but there is one scene where he does refer to what's happening in his own life, and that's quite effective. There's an "addition" that pisses me off. I suspect it'll bug you too. But, yeah. I hope you can get a listen; I'd be interested to see what you think.

- Ash

Date: 2011-10-29 05:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pisceanblue.livejournal.com
Glad to read your good words on The Rapture, one of my favorite obscurities. One of my treasured considerations is how, indeed, Sharon finds her limit by the end of the film.

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