Herself indoors has been away in Brussels for some kind of conference or seminar or something (I wasn't really paying attention) and so rather than have her come back here today, I decided to head over there and we could make a weekend of it.
Preparing for the trip has been rather disappointing. I used to think that the joke about Belgium being a really boring place was like the joke about the Irish being friendly. But it's not a joke. Belgium seems to be a really, really dull place to go. Even the guidebooks don't try to hide this. One of the "22 Things You Must Do in Brussels" is "Go to Antwerp".
(aside: I wonder if the guide to Antwerp suggests going to Brussels)
Something I love about my family are the weird, idiosyncratic movies that have been with us for as long as I can remember. I'm sure your family has them too. The kinds of films that are almost a family institution, like the post-Christmas-dinner nap/singsong/fistfight, yet barely appear on anyone else's radar.
For example, Murder She Said is a major deal within my family and this had a major impact on my development. Do you know what it's like to be 6 years old and be able to rattle off every line of a 30-year-old black and white Miss Marple movie? Compare this with the kid in my class who knew every line of The Terminator and would frequently reenact the entire movie in school. I bet that guy is making millions now.
Then there's also The Scarlet Pimpernel (starring a young Ian McKellan), which is a useful tool for defusing family arguments. When things start getting out of hand and everyone's voices are booming a little more than they should, you just need to drop a mention of this movie and everyone's eyes glaze over and a happy smile appears on their faces like their medication has finally kicked in. This is the film that taught me the cruel reality that videotape starts to really lose its quality after a couple of hundred viewings.
For me though, nothing can match The Island at the Top of the World. This movie had such a profound effect on my youth that it has become the yardstick by which all adventure movies are measured.
Rather than try to bluster my way through a summary of the story, here's the blurb from the back of the box:
An American archaeology (David Hartman) joins a rich English businessman, an eccentric French inventor, and an Eskimo trapper (Mako, from Rising Sun), on an awe inspiring expedition to the Arctic. They're looking for a missing son, but they discover a world forgotten by time -- a world of 10th century Vikings, erupting volcanoes, and the legendary whales' graveyard.
It's not the cleverest movie you'll see and at times it will push your suspension of disbelief to breaking point. But it's a kid's movie. Y'know... for kids! And that's just par for the course for kid's movies. Show me a kid's movie that doesn't require a conceptual leap of faith and I'll show you one dull kid's movie.
What makes Island at the Top of the World stand out is the charm with which it goes about telling its fantastic story and the spectacular, if slightly contrived set-pieces dotted throughout the movie. For example, at one stage, the characters outrun a flow of lava. If you leave your 'real-world logic' at the door and forget about things like "second degree burns", this is a lot more enjoyable; after all, this is a Disney movie, and you're only in trouble if the Lava actually catches you. As a child, this scene blew my mind and the sight of Donald Sinden being chased down by red-hot molten rock will stick with me forever.
And balls to people who complain about the special effects. More balls to people who try to give up excuses like "they were good for the time". The effects in Island at the Top of the World are incredible. In terms of the the spectacle they create and the sense of scale they help achieve, it's easy to look on Island at the Top of the World as some proto-Lord of the Rings. The sight of the airship (the Hyperion) coming out of its hanger is just one example. I almost had a fit when I saw Disney had recreated this image for a restaurant in Disneyland Paris.
Also, I have to question some of the so-called "mistakes" in the special effects. For instance, in a scene where the evil high priest is blue-screened in front of a giant fire, his blue eyes meant that you could see the flames in his eyes. Is this really a mistake? Or another kick-ass idea in a movie full of kick-ass ideas? I'm suggesting it's the latter. If you pay close attention to this scene (and I have, believe me), you'll see that this effect gets more pronounced as the priest gets angrier.
It's almost a quarter-century since I first saw this movie. Watching it now is a weird experience. I used to know every line of this movie off by heart, but this useful knowledge has been buried under mounds of useless trivia (did you know you can tell a whale's age by cutting its earwax and counting the rings?), so I get this weird, comforting, giddy sense of deja vu. Great times.
Now if you don't mind, I think it's time I watched this again.
Random Google search revealed this little nugget: Frame-a-stock. Okay, so it's not exactly a great way to invest; you're not getting in on the "ground floor" of any of these companies, so I'm doubting you'd ever make your millions from this.
Well, I'm sure that was a part of the reason, but I think there was a much simpler reason: greed.
This week's 1up show has interviews with people in the PlayStation queue outside San Francisco's Metreon. From the sample that they interviewed (that made it onto the show), the majority of people queuing up either didn't know or didn't care about the PlayStation 3. What they cared about was the profit they would make by selling this on eBay - some PlayStations have sold for $20,000, a remarkable 2300% profit. One gent informed the crowd how he "would rather fight, go to jail, than let someone cut in front of [him]". Asked if he was buying the PlayStation to, y'know, play it? "Man, people are buying this to put it on eBay and cash out!". And this guy wasn't just buying one. He had people in lines all over, and he was going to sell them all. Except for the one he was "going to give to a poor family" ('poor family' with a hi-def TV?).
But it's not all so cynical. My favourite interviewee in the 1up show explained how he was an Xbox man and was loving Gears of War, but his girlfriend wouldn't let him buy a decent Hi-Def TV to play it on. His solution was to queue up for a few hours, buy a PlayStation 3, sell it on eBay and buy himself a Hi-Def TV with the profits. I feel your pain, buddy.
I doubt this kind of mercenary greed would work in Ireland. The supply will be just as short here, but will the scalpers be making as much of a profit? I doubt it. It hardly seems worth it, unless you just get a kick out of depriving people of something they want and watching their misery. And if that's your kind of thing, here's a video of someone smashing a brand-new PS3 in front of queuing fans. Enjoy!
Gears of War is released tomorrow. For everyone who already owns an Xbox 360: this is it! The one we've been waiting for! The big game that's gonna make us proud. For everyone who is unsure about buying an Xbox 360: this is it! The one that's going to sell the system to you. Because let's face it, if you don't want to immediately rush out and buy an Xbox 360 after playing Gears of War (and if you don't want to immediately rush out and play Gears of War after seeing the awesome, beautiful "Mad World" trailer), well... maybe you're just not an Xbox 360 kind of person.
As for me, I'm going to be frantically running around town tonight, looking for any shops that might have released it early My girlfriend is off out of the house tomorrow night so I'll have the house all to myself to play Gears of War at an eardrum-puncturing volume. Oh boy.
I'm feeling pretty dumb about losing my wallet, especially when I'm 90% sure it just dropped out of my pocket while I was taking a dump in McDonalds. But seriously, who the fuck thought it would be a good idea to have "Cry Me a River" in the hold music for your 'emergency helpline'? Can we fire them? Please?
(I'm so glad I had my phone on speakerphone so my girlfriend could hear this shit, at least someone knows I'm not making this shit up.)
Anyway, other stuff I need to get replaced:
Cineworld Card "There's a €16 replacement fee, but I'll waive that because you've been a member for 2 years."
Update: Crisis over. A couple of days after I lost my wallet, I got a very panicked phone call from my very panicked mother who had just received a visit from the Gardai asking if I lived there. Someone found my wallet in McDonalds and handed it in (but not before making off with the money in it; they even swiped the four US dollar bills(?!!)). The Gardai found my address because of my Driving License.
I'm a little disappointed now though. The few days of being without an identity (and financially fluid) were kind of liberating.
Before you press "play" on your new District 13 DVD, make sure you turn on the English dubbing. For one, playing it with subtitles will fool noone; the movie is thick as pigshit in any language.
But mostly you're only getting half the value for money with the subtitles, because the dubbing is easily more entertaining than the movie itself. Bizarrely incongruous with the rest of the movie and the rest of the cast, the main character and his sister have thick, Colin Farrell-esque Oirish accents that had me laughing my ass off every time they spoke.
Giant mutated monster terrorizes a bunch of Asian people. A layabout father's daughter is taken by the monster and he vows to rescue her. Seriously, there's very little more to the movie than that - if you didn't like the sound of "giant mutated monster", there's really not much more to this movie for you. Which is why I was so surprised to see this movie sold out. The movie itself is slick, and the monster effects are really well done (except towards the end, where rather than simulate fire, they seemed to hand-animate that sucker). The whole way through, I felt like I was watching some Charlie White (specifically "Fleming House").
Swedish movie about vampires terrorising a town in Sweden where it's night for months at a time. Great premise for a movie, and one of the movies I was most looking forward to on this year's program. Unfortunately, it never lived up to its promise. The story was very much one of throwing everything into the screenplay and seeing what stuck. A lot didn't stick. Still though, they stole the premise from 30 Days of Night, now they're stealing it back - David Slade (Hard Candy) is set to direct a movie of that comic.
Andrew Deane (executive producer of Masters of Horror) came out and introduced these. He was a funny guy, and full of anecdotes about getting these made. 'Sounds Like' is familiar ground for Brad Anderson (The Machinist, Session 9): a man on the verge of collapse. Is there something "spooky" happening, or is he going insane? (he's going insane). But it's technically very impressive. They had the foley guy working overtime on this one. Before the screening of 'Imprint', Andrew Deane told us that "even people who worked on this episode have trouble watching it". This was the episode that Showtime (the guys who produced the show) refused to screen. Now, confession time - I think Takashi Miike is horribly overrated. I grimace more during an episode of E.R. than most of his movies. My disappointment wasn't helped by scenery-chewing Billy Drago.
I never fail to fall asleep during this movie. From when Ben throws the flaming chair outside to the moment when Barbara finally snaps out of her catatonic state, you'll find me catching Zs. This was no different. Still though, I mostly just wanted to make sure I had good seats for the Surprise Movie. (More sacrilege: I think I prefer the 1990 remake of Night of the Living Dead).
The audience for Pan's Labyrinth was roughly 50% typical arthouse nerds and 50% horrorthon nerds who had been there for almost three days straight and were fully charged on fizzy drinks and sugary sweets (and, in most cases, booze), so it was interesting to see the interplay between the two. When the movie started, all the horrorthon nerds starting whooping and clapping (because that's what you do during horrorthon, whoop and clap), and the arthouse nerds sat in reverence. Still though - good film. A lot less fantasy than the trailers and previews made out. But still really good.
Wholesale cheapo ripoff of Jaws. And enjoyably so. This film was so stupid, it actually encouraged audience participation - chants of "Hogan! Hogan! Hogan!" when main character (and Hulk Hogan lookalike), Richard Dew appeared on screen.
Like Demons, I love this movie and it was great to see it on the big screen. The 70mm print was awesome - lots of details I missed from watching it on dirty VHS copies. A great way to end the festival.
After Poltergeist, we were told that they've already started organising Horrorthon 2007 and the word is that Dario Argento might be in attendance, which would mean a triple-bill of Suspiria, Inferno and Mother of Tears is looking likely.
Michael J. Fox appears in an ad for Democratic party. Limbaugh accuses Fox of exaggerating his parkinsons - "He is moving around and shaking, and it is purely an act ... This is really shameless of Michael J Fox,"
Horrorthon starts tonight! So Halloween officially starts for me at 8.30pm this evening. To celebrate this, here's Marilyn Manson's cover of "This is Halloween" (which is making me itch to see The Nightmare Before Christmas 3D.)