29 April 2006

The Hell...?! (VII) - Wonderful World of DEATH

Here's a two-fer-one for this installment of The Hell...?!

The first image comes from Superd*****y, a site which, as you may recall points out some of the unintentionally silly moments in comics books. This particular image is a full page from a Donald Duck comic which makes Donald look like a fowl foul murderer. Now I'm sure that the whole thing is taken out of context... That he doesn't really...

But, y'know, I've never seen him so please with himself as he is in that last panel.

This reminded me of another bit of Disney history that I stumbled over not so long ago. One of the older Mickey Mouse comics strips had a series in which the Mouse, despondent over losing Minnie to another, tries to commit suicide, only to fail repeatedly.

Yeah, I didn't believe it either. But it's true. It's a part of a larger story, which I don't think is reprinted there in it's entirety. Still, it's worth a gander, as it's pretty funny. Strikes me more as a Looney Tune thing to do than a Disney-type story, but, as the site says, Uncle Walt came up with the idea himself.

The world can be weird sometimes.

28 April 2006

"Chô kowai hanashi A: Yami no karasu / Cursed (2004)" - A Review

AKA: The Most Horrible Story "A": Crows of Darkness
There is something very wrong with the Mitsuya Mart. Its owners are clearly derange, suspecting their employees of theft and watching them whenever they get the chance on the security cameras. Its cash register seems to prefer numbers relating to 666. And chances are that any customer who enters the store won't last the night...
As well as Anime and Kaiju films, I'm a big fan of Japanese Horror Movies. They tend to be more imaginative than the American brand, and you can never be sure if the heroes are going to live to the end of the film.

Or if they will even want to live...

Japanese Horror tends to be all about style and mood, and Chô kowai hanashi A: Yami no karasu / Cursed (here after Yami no karasu) is a prime example of this. It's all style and mood, with little rhyme or reason behind the goings on at the little store. Something happens to the characters, but it is often quite unclear as just exactly what that something is. For instance, one character simply walks into darkness. Something happens to him, but at no point does the viewer learn just what.

As each victim meets a distinctive fate, one could make the case that this is a bizarre anthology film. And maybe it is. That's as good an explanation as any.

I suppose this disjointed, incomplete feel should be a negative, and to many I'm sure it will be. However, Yami no karasu has a wonderfully creepy mood, with some truly imaginative moments. I can't help but love it.

There is this one moment... I don't want to ruin it, but you know in slasher movies, where the pretty lady races to the safety of her car/cabin/house? She reaches this oasis and has to fumble for her keys a bit before she finds the right one? There is a moment in Yami no karasu just like it, but so imaginatively handled that it puts even the best slasher flick to shame. I'd recommend this movie for that moment alone.

Worth checking out, so long as you remember it's all about mood and style...

27 April 2006

Fantastic Writers - Rumiko Takahasi

One of the greatest animes out there is a little thing called Urusei Yatsura (or, to be brief, UY). In the simplest of terms, it is the story of a lech who might be envious of Wile E. Coyote's luck and the alien princess who rabidly loves him. More complexly, UY is one of the wackiest, wildest shows ever to air on any T.V. One episode all most killed me, I laughed so hard. I kid you not.

While there are many reasons to like UY, the main reason is that it is based by and large on the works of the manga artist Rumiko Takahashi. Takahashi is, without a doubt, one of the premirer Manga artists. She has several extremely successful series and stories to her credit, ranging from romantic comedies (Maison Ikkoku) to epic fantasy (Inuyasha) to sport stories (One Pound Gospel) to outright Horror ("The Laughing Target" and the "Mermaid Saga") to wild Science Fantasy (the aformentioned UY).

Not only do I love some of her stories, but I am super-envious of her artwork. Some of her people (especially in "Maison Ikkoku") just knock my socks off. My own work pales before hers, but I hope that, with practice, I can do as well.

My only critisim of her is that her series go on and on and on... and there is a bit of repition here and there. I tend to lose interest after a while. My loss, though.

26 April 2006

Woof!

Nothing new to report. I have at least one essay cooking as well as another poem. Plus other nonsense. We shall see it when we see it and not before, however...

Be good and see you soon.

22 April 2006

At the Gate of Eternity

A gate blocks the road to Elysium
It stretches both high and wide
And when at last you finally come
they will not let you to the other side.

They do not do this out of spite
Or a sin that you've committed
It's just it would not be quite right
If they allowed you to be admitted

Others come and they pass through
and some just reek with sin
But no matter what you say or do
They still won't let you in

And just when you think all hope has blown
Through the gate comes the reek of brimstone

I think that maybe, just maybe, someone was given bad information. Who would do such a thing? Why would they do it? And did the gatekeepers have a good laugh at the sould begging to be let into Hell?

Questions that would lead to a good story, I think.

On the sonnet itself, it doesn't work as well as I would have liked. It thinks itself far cleverer than it is. Still, I kind of like it. Maybe after a bit of thought, something better will come of it...

21 April 2006

Anime

I have always liked anime, though, like many people my age, I haven't always known it was anime I liked. As a kid I watched things like Speed Racer, Battle of the Planets, Voltron, Robotech, and... um... The King Kong Show. What I remember most about each of these (with the exception of the last one) was that, unlike any other cartoons, people would. Actually. Die. Unlike in, say, G. I. Joe, where every exploding plane was accompanied by a guy floating away in a parachute.

I rediscovered anime (or discovered I knew of anime, depending on your perspective) in my early twenties. I'm not sure on the exact specifics, because at the time I didn't know it wasn't a Life Altering event. Brother Eric and I rented a movie called Vampire Hunter D and it started us off.

Now for the life of me, I couldn't tell you squat about "Vampire Hunter D". A talking hand, a scared girl, and, I think, some talk about Dracula. Oh, and a Vampire Hunter. Beyond that, your guess is as good as mine. Which is pretty damning, considering I can remember the plot of Equinox from better than two decades ago.

But, then again, "Equinox" has been proven to gouge the brain and mind...

Which no doubt explains why I want to see it again.

...

Where were we?

Ah yes.

Something about "Vampire Hunter D" did appeal to Eric and myself. Maybe it was because the characters looked like something out of "Robotech" or "Voltron". I dunno. We went back and rented Fist of the North Star.

Which sucked. Big time. The main character could cause people to explode with a single hit, something that got old real quick. He spends the entire movie looking for a girl who he comes close to rescuing but never actually does. Pass. Pass, pass, and pass further down the field.

But there was a moment. Two supporting characters are plummeting down the side of a ruined skyscraper in a futuristic vehicle. One of them, (the girl as I recall) flies out of her seat and her companion has to pull her back to safety.

That reminded me, strongly, of a scene in "Robotech" where the hero, Rick Hunter, saves the damsel Minmei in a similar maneuver. It was enough to give anime one more shot, at the very least, before going back to my Horror List.

The next movie was Project A-ko, and that sealed my love for the genre. "Project A-ko" is about a super-powered high school girl (A-ko), a mad girl genius (B-ko), and the annoying girl they fight over (C-ko). With the feats of superhuman speed and strength, the mad schemes to win C-ko's affections, childhood rivaries, the robots built to avenge said rivaries, alien invaders searching for their princess, the missiles fired to defend same, the honking huge space ship, and cameo appearances by Clark Kent, Diana Prince, and Colonel Sanders, there is very little ground not covered in some way or another. The film was hilarious and exciting and while no doubt and acquired taste, it signaled the discover of what was the few genres Eric and I shared an enthusiasm for.

In fact, one of my few major projects before this current push into drawing was a HUGE picture of my beloved B-ko. The girl was insane. Clearly insane. But she's the best thing about an excellent movie.

From "Project A-ko", we dived into anime series soon enough, though these tended to be harder to manage back in the days of VHS. Episodes tended to come two to a tape, if you were lucky. However, we would watch stuff like Tenchi Muyo, Ranma 1/2, Mermaid Forest, The Laughing Target, Record of Lodoss War, and so on and so forth.

I intend to speak a bit more about these titles, as well as others. However, I hope this serves as a small introduction to my enjoyment of the subject.

19 April 2006

"Waiting for the Long Sleep"

The boy grew restless towards the end. He started running from one wall to the next, sometimes in a circle. The first time, back at Earth orbit, the father had gotten irritated and told him to knock it off. This time he just watched, frowning.

Finally the boy stopped and asked, "When we leaving?"

"We aren't. Pretty soon, we're going back to sleep."

The boy made a face. "Again? I jus woke up."

"We haven't reached our destination yet. Got to be asleep to get there, remember?"

"Yup." He cocked his head to one side. "Think we could get one of the games out?"

The father shook his head, a sad smile on his face. "They're all behind us in storage, buddy. Can't walk there, y' know."

The boy took this well. He just went back to running around the cabin. Fifty years of pent up energy trying to get spent in a mere hour.

The father kept still. He watched his boy, he stared at the cabin's white walls, he looked at everything he could except the pods that would hold him and his. They would bring thoughts that he didn't want to deal with.

Time past too quickly. An attendant poked her head into the room and said, "Time to get ready."

"A moment," the father said, but the door had already slide close. The attendant was drifting to the next cabin. He could have caught up to her, but he doubted she had any more answers than before. Besides, he would have to leave the boy and he didn't want to do that. Because it would disturb him and because...

The thought was too painful to finish. Instead, he turned to his boy and said, "Come on, buddy. Let's do as the nice lady said."

"Ain't no lady. Jus a droid."

The father smiled again.

The boy didn't want to go into the pod, but not for the right reasons. "Too cold. Metal's too cold."

Before the father had coaxed and kidded. This time he kissed his boy on the forehead. "You won't notice for long, buddy. Just relax."

Even after the pod latch clicked shut, the boy twitched and stirred. Then the gas came. He was stilled. The chilling followed. Frost obscured him from view.

According to procedure, he was supposed to get into his own pod and wait. Instead, he paced about a bit. The Captain would notice this and send an attendant sooner or latter. Had to. Had to had to had to.

It might have been the same attendant popping her head in, "Sir, you must..."

He interrupted, "You did find out what happened, right? It's all fixed, right?"

The attendant paused, then said, "I don't know."

"What do you know? Why did those people die? Was it because of the pods? Tell me something, please."

"I could tell you something," the attendant replied. "I could tell you a lot of things. But they don't matter. What matters is that you return to your pod. We are low on air. New supplies will come from storage, but by then all the air here will be gone. You must sleep or you will die.

"The captain apologizes for these inconveniences and hopes you will travel with us again in future."

Not likely. Not likely by far.

He went to his pod and climbed in. For a moment he held the lid open above him, thinking. Was there a time when a man could feel more powerless? He couldn't remember. History had had no interest for him and there was no time now to learn.

The pod lid clicked shut, though he couldn't say whether he had let it close or if it had forced his arm down. Gas flooded in, bringing numbness to his extremities. He wondered if he would wake again or if his son would.

Then oblivion claimed him.

Not much to tell here. A little thought led to this short short story. Not very good, as the father really has no options, but it is a story and I really need to be writing more of them.

15 April 2006

Twilight Zone - A Passage for Trumpet - A Review

We're going to dispense with the little summary for this one, as I'm covering the plot in greater detail than usual. Having said that, I'm sure the familiar Spoiler Warning isn't needed, but it's here anyways. Nice guy. Always ready to lend a hand, that Spoiler Warning.

So, as those that care have been informed of the dangers that lay ahead, we shall plunge ahead, none the worse for wear.

Opening Thoughts
A Passage for Trumpet follows a familiar course for those who study the Fantastic. Striped down to the bone, removing incidents and characterization, we have a plot that looks like this:
The story's protagonist is disappointed with his/her life's course. Something happens (a meeting with an angel, a tornado hits, a co-worker gives a strange book as a gift, etc.) and he/she is taken into another world (in other words, the Twilight Zone). While in this other world, another side to his/her life is revealed, and, in the end, it's apparent that the original situation wasn't as bad as first thought. The protagonist returns to the real world refreshed and renewed.
We could list the stories that could match this simple outline. Two of the ones I've mentioned in passing above are world famous. They are, of course, It's a Wonderful Life and The Wizard of Oz.

As we make our list, we could no doubt add several "Twilight Zone" stories. The third story I mentioned, the one about the co-worker and the strange book, refers to the episode "The Mind and the Matter." One could also make the case for "The Changing of the Guard" and lord knows how many others.

Now, as I implied in an essay far worse than this one, just because a story is similar to or inspired by another does not mean that the story in question is inferior. What matters is how the plot is dressed: how it get from point A to point B, the characterization, and, in the case of T.V. shows and movies, the acting involved. It seems simple enough, doesn't it?

Here's "A Passage for Trumpet":
Joey Crown, former trumpet player, current alcoholic, and all in all loser, has hit rock bottom. He has no job. He has no girl. Worse over all, he has lost his talent, thus depriving him of any chance at either. He comes close to conning an old friend into giving him a job at a jazz club, but this falls through at the last moment.

Things are so bad that he pawns his beloved trumpet for money. Not a lot of money, mind, but enough to get the job done. Joey goes out and gets himself utterly plastered.

Satisfied, Joey ambles about the city. This course takes him back past the pawn shop. He arrives in time to see life's latest betrayal: the trumpet is priced far more than Joey was given for it.

This is the last straw. Joey contemplates but a moment before stepping out in front of an on-coming truck. The truck slams into him, knocking him back onto the sidewalk.

He recovers to find a cop standing nearby. Joey offers an explanation for his being on the sidewalk, but he gets no response for his effort. In fact, the cop doesn't even seem to notice him.

Joey goes out to a movie theater, and finds that no one there reacts to his presence. A chance glance at a mirror gives him an answer to this odd behavior. He casts no reflection. His attempt at suicide was more successful than he thought.

Joe wanders to his favorite watering hole. He doesn't recognize anyone there - even the bartender is a newcomer - but that doesn't stop the memories. He recalls the good times he had at the bar, and he realizes he had more than he was aware of.

He returns to his friend's jazz club to listen to the music. During a lull he hears a trumpet playing behind him. He follows the sound and finds a lone trumpet player sitting by himself. As the last notes fade away, Joey marvels aloud at the player's skill.

And the player is pleased by the kind words.

The two begin to talk, and it is clear from the start the player is more than he seems. He reveals that, instead of being dead in the land of the living, Joey is a living soul trapped in a world of the unaware dead. He also asks a very direct question: does Joey want to return to his life?

The answer is, of course, yes. After bidding farewell to the player (who, it turns out, is no less than the Archangel Gabriel), Joey finds himself back on the sidewalk. The blow from the truck hasn't caused him any harm, but the truck driver doesn't care. He pays Joey not to talk about the incident, and with the money Joey buys back his trumpet.

That night, he goes to the roof of his apartment and begins to play. He has is talent back in spades and his future is brighter than it was. It brightens further as his playing attracts the notice of a new tenant, a very pretty girl. The Zone's been most kind to Joey Crown...
That's out of the way, we'll break our analysis down into three parts: Route, Characterization, and Acting.

Route
The story itself in "Passage" is no great shakes. It's little more than a study of Joey Crown. There is no antagonist (unless you count Joey against himself) and no conflict to speak of. The resolution of the plot amounts to a deus ex machina and, even worse, the potential to wash the whole thing up as being "Just a dream."

Having said that, there is no padding. It moves at a good pace and handles exposition deftly, though Joey tends to talk to himself a bit too much in the World of the Dead.

There is never a moment when the viewer (or, rather, this viewer) felt preached at. It's message, that things aren't always as bad as you think, slips in without drawing attention to itself.

Finally, the story's resolution, despite the potential disaster it provides, comes across as organic to the story, rather than pried in. Gabriel is mentioned early on (and which other angel would help a trumpet player?) and there is a subtle feel that what happened to Joey might have been a clerical error on the divine part. While the episode could be written off as just a dream, Joey himself never does so.

That everything works so well isn't surprising, considering Rod Serling was the writer. Of course, with Serling, things could have gone the other way just as easily...

Characterization
Joey Crown is really the only character we get to know to any great detail. Desperate, beaten, and miserable, he could have been a pain to be around. Yet even at this low point, he is a charming, likeable figure, one we hope the best for.

As the story continues, more of this charm emerges. When he believes himself a ghost, he could have easily despaired; if Joey thought he was alone before, how much more so was he in the World of the Dead! Instead, he accepts and begins to adjust to his new existence.

While it is Gabriel who leads Joey back to life, it is Joey and Joey alone who talks himself into it. Again, it's subtle moments. His talking about his time in the bar. The way he smiles wistfully at the back door of the Jazz club while the music is playing. These moments take some of the edge off of the deus ex machina.

It is also his likablity that makes the appearance of the girl at the end palatable. All of his problems are solved, just as we hoped. Plus, his sheer delight in talking with a girl is just a joy to see.

Acting
I'm not the greatest judge of acting, but I realize that a bad actor can break a production. Everyone of the supporting actors does their job quite well. Or, at least well enough so that I was fooled.

Which isn't saying much, but still.

The most important element, though, is who plays Joey Crown. As he is the lynch pin holding everything together, he has to be the best. Someone wooden, like say Keanu Reeves, would kill the part no matter how well it was written.

Joey Crown is, however, played by Jack Klugman. I can't say who you think of when mentioning Klugman's name, but I instantly think of Quincy and maybe the Odd Couple. Push comes to shove, I remember he was in good in Twelve Angry Men. I can even tell you that I knew he was in the "Twilight Zone" several times and that I've seen most if not all of his episodes.

When I rewatched this episode, it was as if I'd never seen him before. God, is he good in this. One moment sticks with me: him standing outside of the pawn shop, leaning against the window. The pawn shop owner puts out the trumpet with the higher price and he waggles his finger at the man. Saying without saying, "Now, now, you know that isn't right." The look of utter misery.

He goes through a whole range of emotions here and is just wonderful. It's his performance that helps tips this episode into the great "Twilight Zone" stories.

End Notes
* For the record, it was this review that I said I lost not too long ago. This version is about as different as you can get from that one and, I think, much better.

* I keep confusing this story with "In Praise of Pip". No clue why, except maybe that Klugman's dying in both...

14 April 2006

Site Updates Like This One Are Boring, Don't You Think?

Just a little note here for my use and amusement. I've moved my indexes to April 1st, making sure the links that SHOULD BE TO THE LEFT BUT PROBABLY ARE AT THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE, DARN IT!* are pointed in the proper directions. I have also added the three Twilight Zone reviews to the Review Index.

Thrilling stuff! But wait! There's more!

A quick bit of math reveals the following fascinating statistics. Out of 325 posts so far, we have:
  • 31 General Essays that I'll I think worthy of note for one reason or another (around 10% of the site)
  • 7 Fantastic Writer related essays (around 2% of the site)
  • 3 pieces of Fiction (not quite 1% of the site)
  • 6 The Hell...?! essays (nearing 2% of the site)
  • 15 Image essays (about 5% of the site)
  • 10 Poems (a shade over 3% of the site)
  • 18 Reviews and related matters (about 6% of the site)
  • 234 Other Post. This includes essays of dubious worth, birthday related, site related, NaNoWriMo related, unpublished drafts, or stuff I forgot to link to a related Index (72% of the site on the nose)

Those playing at home with their calculators will note that the percentages add to 101% . The glories of rounding off.


Now what does all of this mean? Not much, really. Like I said, I found it interesting.

Next, more Twilight Zone reviews.

* Note from Future Cullen: There has been a site change since then, thus rendering this comment a bit surreal...

13 April 2006

Twilight Zone Thoughts: Shadow Play Addendum

SPOILERS WITHIN
Here's something funny. Day after I recommend Mairosu's Postcards from the Zone, I stumble over a review there in that has a notion that I disagree with vehemently. Not enough to take back my recommendation - I still think it's a good site - but enough to go on yet another rambling essay.

By a small coincidence, it concerns the remake of Shadow Play, which I talked about recently. Just to make my linking those reviews utterly pointless, let me remind you that "Shadow Play" concerns Alan Grant, a man condemned to dream over and over again of being executed. While both episodes follow the same plot, something new has been added to the remake. And this is the main thrust of my disagreement.

Bear in mind as I rant that it's been twenty years since I watched the remake and all I have on it is what Mairsou says is there. I think my point is still valid without having both shows to compare, but It's worth mentioning.

Here is the passage from Mairosu's review that inspired this essay:
The new Shadow Play, though, is even better. James Crocker, who adapted Beaumont's original teleplay, fleshes out Grant's character a little bit, adding the element of sister/father who he possibly did wrong previously, hinting that this is some sort of comeuppance - an element which I believe wasn't there in the Beaumont script...
Now honestly, the concept that anyone's script was better than a Charles Beaumont script led to a ""What the Hell?" moment on my part, especially since the person in question didn't have a last name such as Ellison, or Matheson, or Sturgeon, or Campbell, or even maybe King. But at this stage of my life I know the difference between my personal preference and what's actually good. (Namely I'm always right and if you disagree with me, you're dead wrong. Ho ho ho.)

It's why Mairsou prefers the remake that gets me. I can not accept that giving a reason to Grant's dire situation, even if by implication, in anyway improves the story. In fact, I think it's not only unnecessary, it also weakens the over all story.

With a reason, Grant's fate becomes a form of justice. It might be too strict a justice, but it's justice nonetheless. Grant deserves what he gets.

Without a reason, Grant is a victim of happenstance. It could have happened to anybody. More, by implication, it could have happened to us.

While watching no-goodniks pay for their sins will always have an appeal, that's not what "Shadow Play" was about. It was a tragedy about a man unjustly put in hell. All that changing it does is reveal that the writer of the remake had no idea what he was working with.

12 April 2006

Twilight Zone Related Notation

Doing a bit of reading up on the "Twilight Zone", I came across a blog site covering the second series. It's called Postcards from the Zone and it's very good, especially considering it's writer is based in Belgium and English is not his first language. Worth a glance if the 80's Twilight Zone holds any interest.

10 April 2006

Twilight Zone - Shadow Play - A Review

Spoilers Within

Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Edgar Allen Poe
Dream Within a Dream

The verdict is back and it's guilty. Adam Grant is not surprised, but he is desperate. He begs them all not to do it. To not kill him
again. Not another time.


This is not only one of the best Twilight Zone episodes, it is also one of the neatest Fantasies that television has to offer. Which isn't surprising as it was written by Charles Beaumont, one fantastic writer.

I remember seeing this story as a kid. Not this version, mind you, but the remake done in the 80's Twilight Zone revival. I knew the plot, knew how it would turn out, and still this story had me beginning to end.

To begin with, the story itself is wonderful. Here is the believer vs. the skeptics done right, where the skeptics aren't dopes. Most of them feel from the start that something is wrong. When the proof finally comes in they accept and act... only...

The real genius here, too, is the very nature of the threat. Who could believe that the whole world is the product of one man's dream? It covers even small gaffes in the process. It is but a dream, after all.

But what really seals the deal for me is Dennis Weaver as Adam Grant. My God was he something. I knew he was good from Duel but he is most convincing in his desperation and just plain tiredness of his predicament. Good stuff, all in all.

End Notes
* Charles Beaumont was taken all too soon by the devil known as Alzheimer's. Now when I learned Rod Serling died in his fifties, I felt that was too soon, too. But Beaumont died at thirty four! My God! And look what he had done by then! Movies! Novels! TV Episodes!

I've been wasting my life.

06 April 2006

Whither the Cullen?

Sorry about the silence. Combination of two things happened. First off, I lost the review I was working on. My own stupidity, unfortunately. It happens.

Secondly, and more importantly, I've been busy with "Foul Lady Fao", my next opus (or first good opus, for the more realistic minded.) Brother Eric discovered a bit of Freeware geared to the craft. While both he and I are not giggly about it (which is why I'm not linking it), it has been useful in outlining. I'm fleshing something out and, with luck, should be begining the novel proper on the 12th or so.

Progress will not be detailed here. I have a second blog, Watching My Novel Grow, for that, as I kind of thought my posts during NaNoWriMo were a bit lacking. This site will focus on... well... everything else.

Any who, I'm not sure I'll have anything on Friday. Saturday should see another Twilight Zone Review. But we shall see how the day lays.

See you then

04 April 2006

Twilight Zone - Deaths-head Revisited - A Review

Spoilers Within!
Lutze returns to the concentration camp he served at to reflect upon his past. He finds that his past has been waiting for his return.
The Twilight Zone steps into Tales From the Crypt country as a thoroughly nasty man is given his just deserts. Written by Rod Serling, it really should have been better than this.

First off, it takes Lutze far too long to tumble to what's happening to him. While showing the protagonist's skepticism at first reinforces the suspension of disbelief, taking it too far makes him look extremely stupid. Especially when the ghost he first encounters happens to be the last man he killed at the camp. One would have thought he might have remembered that, even after seventeen years.

Second, Lutze himself is sort of a waste as a character. During the trial, there should have been a moment where he literally defended himself, instead of simply hiding behind "I was just following orders." I believe a powerful scene could have been made with him spouting off the usual Nazi bilge while the ghosts of his victims continue relentlessly on with his trial, drowning out his words with a list of his crimes. It surely would have been better than watching Lutze scream in denial, and may well have increased the satisfaction level up a notch.

Finally, Lutze really has no chance the moment he steps in the camp. Such stories can work, of course. The protagonists in "Tales from the Crypt", to go back to my earlier comparison, seldom if ever had a chance themselves once the plot was in motion, and, like Lutze, seldom deserved any chances at all. However, there is a black humor present in the EC stories that Serling couldn't or wouldn't bring here. What's left is a long slog through preachy speeches and hysterics. Never a good thing.

This all sounds like a pan to me, and technically it is. This is one of Serling's duds. However, Lutze's final fate came as an unexpected pleasure to me. Having him suffer the tortures he inflicted on others for the rest of his life is ever so sweet a vengeance, and I wish it had been the conclusion of a better tale.
End Notes
* All through the writing of this review, I couldn't help comparing this story to Serling's later "Escape Route", part of the "Night Gallery" movie. Joseph Strobe is a far more compelling a character than Lutze and his fate satisfies completely. Come on. You have to admit Strobe was just asking for it.

03 April 2006

Twilight Zone - It's a Good Life - A Fine Review

Spoilers Within
Perhaps cut off from the universe, perhaps all that's left of the universe, the town of Peaksville continues its fine existence under the guidance of its kind new God, six year old Anthony Fremont. This is but one good day among many. It might be filled with monsters, it might end in death, but it is still good. Because that's the way Anthony wants it...
I didn't realize Rod Serling wrote the screenplay for this one. He does an excellent job of translating the original story to the screen. Certain changes are understandable (i.e. making Anthony six instead of three; six year olds tend to be twice the actors three year olds are) and, while it's been a while since I read the Jerome Bixby's original, I think the episode hits all of the same points.

Except I think Serling or the director (James Sheldon) may have added a bit of conflict that wasn't in the original. Watching this episode for the review, I noticed for the first time that Aunt Amy was considering going for the fire place poker while Anthony was occupied. A brief fumbling, true, but still there. As our little God doesn't seem notice this bad thought, it does give a bit of hope in an otherwise bleak tale that there might be an end to Peaksville's hellish existence.

Of course, he might know every last bit of what his aunt was considering and not care...

Musings about the story aside, the acting is excellent. Billy Mumy as Anthony tends to grate a bit (as child actors tend to do) but he has a definite presence that worked me past that. Creepy eyes.

I do have one little complaint, which may sound petty. For the most part the show does well within it's limits. It obviously can't show us the three headed mole Anthony makes in the beginning, and Dan Hollis's fate works much better than I remember it working.

However, they really shouldn't have shown Anthony's Television Show. The horrified looks and the sound effects would have been enough. The two stop-motion Triceratops we see fighting on the screen really doesn't match up with their reactions and detracts from the over-all atmosphere.

Of course, that's the part I remembered most from watching this as a kid...

End notes
* According to the Wikipedia entry, Rod Serling was writing a screen play adaptation of "It's a Good Life" which sounded like it followed the story even more closely than his first go at it. Now there's a film that would have kicked butt...

* We aren't going to think about the movie version of this story we actually got. Or the sequel presented in the new series. Good thoughts, people. Anthony wants good thoughts.

01 April 2006

Not an Essay on "Twilight Zone"... Or Isn't It?

Here's the deal. I originally was going to put up a few notes on some "Twilight Zone" episodes I had recently watched.

That morphed into capsule reviews.

Then I decided to do a proper intro to the capsule reviews.

Problem was, I don't know "Twilight Zone" the way I know "Doctor Who." The trials of the Time Lord I've become familiar with for the better part of my life. I can wing it, talk about it's history, the stories, myself and how the show affected my life, etcetera, etcetera. "Twilight Zone", while a part of my life, wasn't that much of a part. On this, I keep my distance from the show. (It's on the Sci Fi channel and it's butchered.)

So I decided to researched the "Twilight Zone". In the process I discovered (or, perhaps better put, rediscovered) just how interesting a person and a writer Rod Serling was. So my intro spilt it two parts, one rambling about Serling, one rambling about the Zone. Which was fine. I planned to do a Fantastic Writer entry on Serling any ways. I'm not sure a proper discussion on the Fantastic can avoid him.

As I did this, I realized I wanted to go into greater detail on the episodes, into Spoiler Country, USA. And that meant more work. Lots of it.

Which is against my very nature.

Thing is, "Twilight Zone" deserves to be handled right. I believe (perhaps in error) that much of the genre series since owes it a great debt. It paved the way for Fantastic fiction to be taken seriously, or, at least, more seriouslt than it had been before. It dared on televison in ways and means that were unheard of in its time.

I'm not sure I could do an essay that did it justice.

Or, rather, I'm not sure I could do an essay that did it justice on whim. In a journal that should be a daily exercise and has turned out not so much a daily exercise.

So I'm not doing that.

Instead, I'm planning maybe five reviews of "Twilight Zone" episodes that interest me in some fashion or another. I don't think any of them are the usual suspects in terms of reviews. (Well, I'm thinking of doing a good... a very good review...)

The Serling essay is in the distant future (did you know he sold the rights to the Twilight Zone to CBS because some of the episodes went over budget and he didn't think the channel would recoup the losses? Mein Gott!)

And this essay that's not on the "Twilight Zone" hopefully works as a sort of introction to those reviews.

And if not... well, what can you do?

Last note: I believe each and every review will have a spoiler or two. Maybe even an ending or two. I will label them with a big red Spoilers Within as a reminder.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!!

No foolin'. Today is my Mother's birthday and the reason I a.) do not pull April Fool's Day Jokes and b.) do not appreciate said jokes as much as some seem to.

Like my Dad, Mom has been very tolerant and forgiving of her wastrel eldest son. Which, all things considering, says a great deal about her character. That she has been tolerent and forgiving of her other two far more active sons, says even more.

So happy birthday Mom!

Essay Index

Here are links to some of the Essays I've done for this site that I feel worthy of notice. (Or, in some cases, worthy of warning an unprepared reader of.) They are divided into subcatagories for convenience sake.

Archetypes
I've written several articles listing various fictional archetypes and categories. A bit silly, a bit serious. Reader milage may vary.

Topics include:

Bloody Vikings!
I was hit with spam and came up with several essays on the matter. Which probably says too much about me... Complete in three parts.

Ego Boost Week 2005!
For the heck of it, I decided on spending a week singing my own praises. Very egocentric, but in a sad, pathetic way. It begins with this bit of nonsense, but you can skip that and move to essays glorifying my Drawing Skill, Tree Climbing Decorum, My Writing and the Occasional Completion of the Same, a Trip to Alaska that happened half a lifetime ago, and Two Cases of Serendipity. Read on, and be thankful that I am me! And that you don't have to be.

Friendly Scissors
A series on censorship. Contains a beginning, a middle, but no end. Yet.

General Essays
Here is a list of short essays that don't fit in any other subcatagory. Kind of.

Inspiration
Wandering essay on the variations of Inspiration. Currently about half done.

Super Heroic Essays
Various essays on Super Heroes, including:
This is Not a Series of Essays About Power Girl: Also, I have a rather long series of essays about the Fall of Spider-man which are, for some reason, Power Girl tinted. Wonder why that is? It's called and consists of several Parts.
Part One/Two/Three/Four/Five

Fantastic Writers Index

Essays on Writers

Here are my little essays of various writers of Fantastic Fiction

King, Stephen
Koontz, Dean
Lovecraft, Howard Phillip
Poe, Edgar Allen
Sturgeon, Theodore
Takahasi Rumiko
Tolkien, J. R. R.
Twain, Mark
Quotes from Writers

Here are quotes and bits of writing from various writers that I found improved my understanding of writing and were worthy of discussion.

Gene Wolfe
Stephen Crane
Hugh Mearns

Fiction Index

This is an index covering all of the fiction on this site.

  • Cthulhu and Son - Even the child of a Great Old One can get himself into trouble. A single panel comic.
  • The Date - A romantic evening can be thwarted by the smallest details.
  • Strange Dialogue - A brief, odd exchange between two peculiar people.
  • Waiting for the Long Sleep - A small, unpleasent break in a long trip. More of a vignette than a story proper

Image Index

Here are a collection of my drawings and photos that can be found on site. With luck, there will be no broken links:

Cod Gamera - An image inspired by the Friend to Children Everywhere

Cthulhu and Son - A wee one panel comic for your amusement.

Dark Crystal Sketches
Sketches of various characters from the Dark Crystal. The characters are Augrha, Jen, and a nameless Mystic.

Goofy - a sketch of the Disney Character
Horse - Just what the title suggests. It was indicated to me that the original was in too dark a color. Thus, a second image. Sometimes I'm flexible. Just don't rely on it...
Medusa - Images of the dreaded Gorgon, complete with color commentary.

Mock Posters
I made three mock posters for the novel I was working on. Poster #1/#2/#3. Also included is commentary on the nature of the artist/audience relationship

Serpent - A flawed work, in the end, but the detailing is good. Comes with a brief dialogue!
Sphinx - Multiple pictures, so that iffin you don't like my version of a Sphinx, you have another to look at.
Super Deformed Generic Hero - Pretty much, that's what it is.
Serpent - A flawed work, in the end, but the detailing is good

Welltun Cares Presents
A series of one panel cartoons. Poorly drawn from the start of the my big push into art. Note: these are in order of posting and not alphabetical. I know, I know, that was obvious. Still, I feel better saying it...
Indecision!
Doubts!
Romance!
Heroism!
Chershirish Delight!
Adjustment!
Boredom!
Proof That I Can Indeed Draw! - AKA the Bunny Drawing.

Serpent - A flawed work, in the end, but the detailing is goodWild Ride - A sight one won't likely see again in future. (Unless, of course, you have the right toys...)

Also, as a special bonus, the second background for this site, in small











and large sizes (really. This is the large of the two.):
The original background looked like this:

The Dragon Background by Cullen Waters

Poetry Index

Here are the links to the poetry on this site:

Review Index

Here are links to all of the Reviews I've done for this site.

Anime Reviews


Twilight Zone


Capsule Reviews
The Godzilla Films
Heisei Series
Part 1 /2
Millennium Years
Top Ten(ish) Lists

The Hell...?! Index

The realm of the Fantastic goes into some really strange places sometimes. On this, spending time in the Fantastic sometimes leads to odd thoughts. Here are but a few of them.