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Last night I finished INCARNATIONS, and this morning started reading:
At the start of the apocalypse, a small resort town on the coast of Rhode Island fortified itself to withstand the millions of flesh-eating zombies conquering the world. With its high walls and self-contained power plant, Eastpointe was a safe haven for the lucky few who managed to arrive.
Trained specifically to outmaneuver the undead, Black Berets performed scavenging missions in outlying towns in order to stock Eastpointe with materials vital for long-term survival. But the town leaders took the Black Berets for granted, on a whim sending them out into the cannibalistic wilderness. Most did not survive.
Now the most cunning, most brutal, most efficient Black Beret will return to Eastpointe after narrowly surviving the doomed mission and unleash his anger upon the town in one bloody night of retribution.
After twilight, when the morning comes and the sun rises, will anyone be left alive?
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After INCARNATIONS, I went through the On-Demand list again, hoping for something interesting, and found a movie I hadn't seen in forever. I certainly hadn't seen it since Gerard Butler became somebody, so I had to check it out again:
I still couldn't get over the fact that's the same guy. It's the hair, definitely. Looks more like Neil Gaiman than King Leonidas.
Dracula II: The Ascension is available On-Demand, too. I already know it's got to suck, but I'll have to check it out anyway.
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Last night, I reached a point in INCARNATIONS where I didn't feel like going any further, so I decided instead to scan the on-demand channels and see what was available. I found a movie I wanted to watch.
I had hoped at first that, with Ving Rhames, it would be a sequel to Zach Snyder's DAWN remake, but no such luck. Ving Rhames just happened to be in both. And Tyler Bates just happened to do the music for both. But I digress.
Anyway. It was pretty bad, but it had its moments. The effects were pretty good, and the make-up was great.
But the movie made one very fatal flaw--Mena Suvari: Action Hero?
Um. I don't think so.
Anyway, I hadn't expected it to be great--and in that regard I was not disappointed--but it was a horror movie I hadn't seen yet, so I had to.
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I finished the APEX DIGESTS on Saturday morning and yesterday started, 15 years after I bought it,
There has never been a storyteller quite like Clive Barker: an erudite classicist who has created some of the most potent cinematic nightmares of our time; a prolific bestseller who combines a contemporary sensibility with the literary elegance of an earlier age; a confirmed populist whose obsessions first surfaced in paintings and works for the theatre.
Here, published for the first time, are three of those dramas. Intensely readable and characteristically outrageous, they present us with vital and compelling portraits of unforgettable characters: among them, the revolutionary painter Goya, the Frankenstein monster as never glimpsed before, and the Prince of Darkness--the Devil himself.
For readers already familiar with Barker's dark, passionate vision, these plays are invitations to a new kind of reading experience. For those who have not shared his world, they will be a revelation.
In this extraordinary trio of plays, the same unique imaginations that created EVERVILLE, IMAJICA, HELLRAISER, WEAVEWORLD, CANDYMAN, THE THIEF OF ALWAYS, and the BOOKS OF BLOOD is a work bringing wild new worlds to life.
Created as epic spectacles for the stage, these immensely readable dramas burst with extraordinary characters, apocalyptic images and violent, often erotic, encounters.
In COLOSSUS, the subject is the great Spanish painter Goya. Deluging us with an overpowering stream of stage pictures, Barker evokes a world where love, art, cannibalism, and sudden redemption are interwoven.
In FRANKENSTEIN IN LOVE, Barker's homage to Mary Shelly's masterpiece and the shockingly graphic tradition of GRAND GUIGNOL theatre, we are invited to a wedding the likes of which the world has never seen.
In THE HISTORY OF THE DEVIL, Lucifer himself is brought to trial and, clue by clue, we piece together the mystery of Evil Incarnate.
Dim the lights. Raise the curtain. The stage is set for three journeys into the dark heart of imagination.
Several movies over the weekend. One was better than I expected, one was a total surprise, and one was just plain insane and brutal:
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Yesterday after work I sat down to enjoy
on purpose, even. And no, it wasn't as bad as you'd think. It was a WHOLE lot worse. Wow. I mean I'm a sucker for a really bad monster movie, but good Lord! Leave it to Lamas! But it put me in mind of all those other really crappy sea monster movies you see on the Sci-Fi Channel (fuck you SyFy), so I decided to share a gallery of posters for some of these gems. Enjoy:
 
 
 
 
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Butch Karp is a New York City assistant DA with a passion for justice that allows for no compromise. But compromise is the name of the game in the slippery system in which he works and the undercover era in which he lives. All this is brought brutally home when his prosecution of a terrorist responsible for a wanton cop-killing pits Karp against the faceless powers-that-be who will go to any length to protect the guilty.
At first the case seems simple enough. A Croatian Nationalists leader and hour fanatic followers have been captured after hijacking a plane and planting a bomb that has killed a New York cop and maimed two others. Only when the Croatian is brought back to New York does Karp discover that nothing is simple and everything is secret.
Why are both the CIA and FBI using every dirty trick to get the Croatian off the hook? What interest does the Israeli Mossad have in getting their hands on Karp's criminal? And what chance does Karp have against these savage odds when his own superior, District Attorney Bloom, as well as the police high brass, make it clear that Karp should either back off or clear out?
With the help of his girlfriend, Assistant District Attorney Marlene Ciampi, Karp follows a terrifyingly twisting trail of evil that goes back to the nightmare of the Nazi years, and forward to a showdown as unpredictable as it is shattering. Taut suspense, nerve-tingling action, mordant wit, and utter fidelity to the way things are make this a novel of riveting power.
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Petitioning the court for a Name Change
page 113:
"If you long to be called an unpronounceable symbol that has to be hand-drawn by a Tibetan caligrapher, you'll probably be turned down, too, unless your name is Prince, and then apparently you can do anything you want."
hahahahahahahahaha
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You've planted your gumshoe in her office over the mom-and-pop grocery, hung her crooked shingle and placed a client in the straight-back chair. All she needs now is know-how. And all you'll need to supply it is Fay Faron's Missing Persons.
Founder of Rat Dog Dick Detective Agency, Faron has been tracking the missing in real life since 1983. She knows how to go beyond the phone book when searching for lost lovers, missing relatives, old friends and vanishing villains. She also shows what makes sleuths tick, and what detectives usually detect. Now she'll show you.
With Missing Persons in hand you'll find:
- the types that commonly become PIs--ex-cops, macho criminal wannabes, reporters
- the easiest people to find (men, property owners and professinoals) and the hardest (woman, scoundrels and those with common names)
- profiles of the missing and profiles of those searching
- how and why people hide
- what can be gleaned from public record
- secret and not-so-secret databases
- the lowdown on interviewing, surveillance and the benefits of a good scam
Missing Persons goes beyond the basic search, and details the process of looking for someone, typical clients and the reaction once the missing is found. There's more than a presentation of facts here. Faron backs up her clues with anecdots from Rat Dog case files. As with any good whodunnit, Faron's engaging style and true-life adventures will have you turning pages. In short, every gumshoe's search should begin here.
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This is the wallpaper on my computer at work. I just put in 46 hours between Thursday and Sunday, so I've had plenty of time to ponder it. I would love to write a story about it. Still pondering.
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Not only a new month, but a new year as well. So what were the last books I read in 2009?
Of Wolf and Man, by Christopher Fulbright
High Tension
The Day of Their Return, by Poul Anderson
Only Revolutions, by Mark Z. Danielewski
Dark Tyrants, edited by Justin Achilli and Robert Hatch
And this morning I started
I've been looking forward to reading this one for a while.
Hopefully this year will bring a whole lot more fiction writing than last year did.
We're doing our fourth inventory in 12 months at work, so I wasn't able to see the new year in last night, so after working my first of probably 4 12-hour shifts in a row, I went home to eat then finished out 2009 with
I was actually pretty surprised by how much I liked it. I honestly wasn't expecting much, but this one was pretty original, despite a weak ending. Recommended to horror fans.
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