Saturday, August 06, 2005
What we're watching: Slaves of the Cannibal God, a cheap-ass 1970's Italian horror movie set in the New Guinea. When the largest credit during the titles reads "ALL MUSIC COPYRIGHT BY CLITUMNO," you know it's going to hurt.
What we just finished watching: Fear of the Dark, a Canadian horror movie about a 12-year-old tormented by demons, and the 16-year-old brother who helps him fight them off. The Sci-Fi Channel fans among you know what kind of pain is involved with Canadian horror movies. Ow.
Why I love Lloyd: He bought me a roast beef sandwich with Russian dressing from Sal, Kris and Charlie, the Sandwich Kings of Astoria. He made the appropriate noises of consternation during the whole posting-the-focaccia-pictures mishegoss. In between the John Zorn raucousness and the horrible Canadian movie, he put on one of our Goon Show cds. It is impossible to get too grouchy in the company of Peter Sellers and Spike Milligan.
Oh, Bunni, just quit that right now. I am only watching obscure horror movies because I am married to the Keeper of All Media, and he holds the keys to the Netflix queue. You had damn well better not be feeling like a failure. When your computer craps out every seven minutes or so, then we can talk. 
To answer Leigh’s question—although Keith is close—Canadian horror movies have a high cheese factor. Bad acting, bad writing, bad special effects: Anyone can do this, but somehow Canadian movies have their own patina of cheesy, slow-paced awfulness. If you have access to cable tv, spend a weekend watching the Sci-Fi channel. In time, you can identify Canadian content like a pro.
(I hasten to add that this just applies to cheap Canadian sci-fi/horror, and not Canadian movies in general. One of my top three favorite film directors is Guy Maddin, Winnipeg, Manitoba’s favorite son.)
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Oh, Bunni, just quit that right now. I am only watching obscure horror movies because I am married to the Keeper of All Media, and he holds the keys to the Netflix queue. You had damn well better not be feeling like a failure. When your computer craps out every seven minutes or so, then we can talk.
To answer Leigh’s question—although Keith is close—Canadian horror movies have a high cheese factor. Bad acting, bad writing, bad special effects: Anyone can do this, but somehow Canadian movies have their own patina of cheesy, slow-paced awfulness. If you have access to cable tv, spend a weekend watching the Sci-Fi channel. In time, you can identify Canadian content like a pro.
(I hasten to add that this just applies to cheap Canadian sci-fi/horror, and not Canadian movies in general. One of my top three favorite film directors is Guy Maddin, Winnipeg, Manitoba’s favorite son.)