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  • Too Late: Notes on Dust

    I’m a huge fan of westerns, despite my lack of familiarity with the genre. Haven’t read a ton of them, though. I’m a Dark Tower dork, and The Gunslinger is probably my favorite thing Stephen King has ever written, so there’s a heavy dose of that in there.

    In terms of films, stuff like The Proposition, and The Assassination of Jesse James by The Coward Robert Ford, The Quick and The Dead, and Unforgiven come to mind. Just the aesthetic, the color scheme, it’s evocative.


    Comics: The Dark Tower comic.

    Show influences are stuff like Tales From The Crypt, can’t think of any specific episodes though.

    Hank Williams III had a healthy influences on me with this story too. Particularly this song.

    Westerns, man.I like them… the way you can have these morality plays with gunfights and settlers all at the same time. It was a natural thing to incorporate some kind of supernatural element in there.

  • The ADD Horror Fan, Life on the…Look, a String!

    Dude, ain’t done one o dese in a while. What the hell, I’ll do another one, maybe do some more. Speaking of some more, watched PA 3…well, read review for thoughts. Anyone else getting really tired of sequels and prequels? And remakes, fugedaboutit! I still haven’t seen The Thing remake. Heard it’s decent, but I’ll wait for the dvd.
    My parents had no power last week, so we watched a Tales From the Crypt dvd I brought over; I think it was season 4. Before that, I read a story I wrote for this Halloween called The Crunch of Dead Leaves. Yet another story that takes place near Whispering Pines. I’ve practically jumped the shark on them, and I haven’t even written the themed short story collection I’m planning yet! Oy Gavalt!
    Meshugana sounds kind of like Meshuggah, that band I don’t listen to. But I do like this radio Disney version of they song I’d never heard before.

    I got really bummed out the other day, cuz I figured out the site stat thing counted when I was looking at my site. So, I thought I had more readers than I actually do. But, to the ten of you that read this site, thank you. I’ll be sure to awkwardly not say hi to you, and just stare at you, when I see you in public.
    I’m drinking tea. T is the first letter of Texas. The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, the original, was one of the best independent films ever made. Tobe Hooper, why you no make good films any more?
    I’m reading Peaceable Kingdom by Jack Ketchum. What prompted it, was the analysis of the story Gone by Nicole…somethingerother…just follow the fucking link.
    Gone, bastiches
    Bastiches is a great word. Got it from Lobo comics, not to be confused with Los Lobos, the shitty band.
    Speaking of bands, Gwar’s lead guitarist died, which is a bummer. I wonder if it was drugs?
    Same thing I wonder about Gary Busey. You think that’s just how he is, or do you think there were a lot of drugs at some point?

    I want that man’s life. He makes a living on being a weirdo. How come I don’t get paid to be a professional weirdo? C’est la vie. I always have to google how to spell that. French girls are hot. So is my tea, I’m drinking it. I’m loving it, but it’s not from Mcdonalds. The Mcdonalds near my apartment has road work near it, and I was going to hit it up, but ya know, the road work. So, I went to Wendy’s. I go to get fast food after job interviews, especially shitty ones, which was the one yesterday. I’m going to be stuck at my crappy job forever, probably. Hey, at least I have a blog no one reads to vent on.
    I always love that scene in Die Hard, when McClane is in the vent. Or air duct. Whatever the fuck you call it.
    Yippie kiyay motherfuckers. I always remember it as yippie ki-yi-yay, but that’s just wrong.
    Who wants to see some chicks butt?

  • Richard Matheson’s Nightmare at 20,000 Feet: Horror Stories Review

    Richard Matheson is a name you may have heard in passing, if you are a casual horror or science fiction fan. For those die-hards for genre, however, his name brings with it connotations of Twilight Zone episodes, and influences upon various other films. In the horror community, he is most likely thought of as the guy who wrote the classic I Am Legend. I admit, I found out about Matheson after watching the film, Stir of Echoes, based upon his novel, A Stir of Echoes. I loved the film, and hence began to read up on the man who had come up with the story for such a good movie.
    Nightmare at 20,000 Feet: Horror Stories by Richard Matheson is so far the first short story collection I’ve read from the man, but it sure does pack a punch. Not only is the first story, the one used in the title of the book, creepy, but it made for a real exciting episode of The Twilight Zone, and a thrill ride ending for The Twilight Zone: The Movie. Matter of fact, two other stories from this collection, The Likeness of Julie, and Prey, were each used in a film entitled The Trilogy of Terror. Yet, simply because a man has movies made about his stories, does not necessarily mean that the stories are good. Usually this is the case, but it is not a rule set in stone. Thankfully, Matheson is more then just a writer with good Hollywood connects. He is a genius short story writer, who knows how to get in, introduce the chills, and end his one two punch, always leaving you wanting more. I think the best short stories are over fast, and yet stay with you for hours, and possibly days afterwards. These stories do.
    One story that really stuck with me was The Disappearing Act, a story about a writer (yeah, I like stories about writers, who would have guessed), whose friends and lovers start to disappear.
    Prey also left me anxious, though admittedly, I’ve been afraid of inanimate objects coming to life since childhood. A warrior doll, that comes to life, and attacks a lone resident of an apartment. Classic, yet I can’t help but staring at the Freddy Krueger doll, sitting on my bookshelf. Don’t you move, Freddy.
    Many of the tales in this collection are very short, the longest being Mad House, which is sixty pages. This collection is the literary equivalent of having a marathon of your favorite horror anthology show, be it The Twilight Zone, or The X Files, or Tales From the Crypt. Personally, I find there to be nothing more satisfying. Being hurled back and forth between different kinds of fear, supernatural, and purely human, seeing different people go to ruin from different things. Oh yeah, give me some of that sweet action.
    If you’re in the mood for a thrill ride of short, scary tales, then I suggest you track down Nightmare at 20,000 Feet: Horror Stories By Richard Matheson. The title might be long, but the amount of time you spend reading it, based upon the expert pacing of the master, will assuredly be short.
    I know I was left wanting more, and there is no greater test to the skills of a writer, than leaving the reader with a voracious desire to hunt down more of their work.