ITEM NUMBER 1
I have decided to upgrade THE DEVILS REJECTS to one of my all-time favorite movies. I can cite numerous specific reasons for this, but I would prefer not to ruin the movie for anyone else; the major reason being, that this is a movie that you really need to experience, not be told about.
It took a fuck-ton of guts for Rob Zombie to do what he did with this movie. Based on technical merit alone, it is miles ahead of HOUSE OF 1000 CORPSES almost to the point where they feel disjointed, they barely even feel like related films.
It is less of a sequel and more of a second shot at making the same movie. Kind of like how EVIL DEAD works as a film, but it wasn't until EVIL DEAD II that their vision for what the movie could be was made clear. Of course, the plot (ha, plot) of THE DEVILS REJECTS is nothing like that of HOUSE OF 1000 CORPSES.
What Zombie has done is take the characters of Otis, Baby and Captain Spaulding and push them as far as he possibly could. The film comes off more as a character study of three deranged individuals than it does an event-driven spectacle.
Zombie, Sid Haig, Bill Moseley and Sherri Moon Zombie have done in two films, what other horror characters need dynasties and franchises to accomplish. They have created new archetypes for the psycho, the clown and femme fatale.
THE DEVILS REJECTS is nothing like any film that has come out in the last ten years or so. It may be like nothing since the crazy-weird road-horror, exploitation films of the seventies. But, it's not nostalgic, it's more like a period piece.
So, in summation: great fucking movie. I want to see it a couple more times, so let me know if anyone wants to go see it with me again when it comes out.
ITEM NUMBER 2
I feel much less sick today. I ate two full meals. This is good, this is the first time I've done this since Sunday. I look forward to actually going to work tomorrow, as the sight of my room is slowly driving me fucking bonkers.
ITEM NUMBER 3
I need to kick something really bad. I need to work out really bad. I think I am going to post something on Craigslist tonight and see if I can find a dojo/dojang near home or work where I can train four or five nights each week. Very few things make me feel alive like the martial arts do.
Some of my favorite things to do (in no particular order):
1. Throwing kicks at a focus pad when I am warmed-up and in good condition. I absolutely love this. I love to do at the end of a training session, when, instead of being too tired to stand, I still have some shred of energy that I am using to throw spinning crescent and hook kicks at top speed, to targets placed higher than my head. At the height of my training, I was able to kick almost straight up into the air.
2. Touching the body of a beautiful woman, by the light of the moon, while evocative music is playing quietly in the background. Any time that I have ever done this and NOT FELT like I was living the meaning of life; I had known that the relationship was wrong and I ended it. When it's right, the exploration is divine. Giving pleasure becomes a by-product of being completely taken by the beauty beneath my hands.
3. The moment when whatever art-related item I am working on comes together. When I know, deep down, before I'm even finished, that I am giving life to my vision and it will be a success. It makes me so giddy that I have trouble finishing the project. I sometimes have to get up and walk aimlessly around the room for five or ten minutes. I can't help it. I love what I do so much, it's just too much to handle sometimes. To be so "in the moment" of the moment you are living for...
4. Waking up on a bus with my headphones on. I don't know why, I just love it. I love to ride on buses (like on long trips, not around town, although, I do love that to). I think it would be cool to fall in love on a bus, to wake up at the same time as the person next to you, only you didn't know they were there and have one of those "waking up" coming to reality moments, as if you had spent the night together, but you had never seen each other. I think that would be neat. From what I understand, other people expect to find love in the supermarket
...
5. Self-realization. The moments in a day or week, when I suddenly am confronted with my own existance. Which is to say, that I realize I choose to speak, move, act -- make decisions or not make decisions -- that it is all up to me.
ITEM NUMBER 4
I want to work a lot this summer. I want to earn a lot of money this summer, so I can spend the last months of this year working strictly on my own projects. To make this happen, I need to become obsessed with my day job. On Monday, my boss, the one I have the good relationship with, comes back from his brief end-of-the-week vacation. I will be making a sudden power-play to take control over one-third of the day-to-day operations of the company. It is probably a crazy move. I would be making it up as I went along, which is something I love to do.
The previous manager of the graphic design department just sorta kept the place running and managed the day-to-day problems... mostly fire-fighting, that sorta thing. I want to take control, understand all of my resources and lead the department so well that we can move the entire company forward. I want to bring in fresh talent, acclimate them to the industry and train them in such a way as to get the most out of their ability. I want to raise the bar in an industry so note-worthy for piss-poor design that being a graphic designer who works in a sign shop is actually a blemish on your resume.
And, I want to lead the whole thing by example. Which means that if someone bitches that I am being too hard or too demanding, I will show them on the spot, that I can do exactly what I am asking for, in one-half of the time they could do it. I already have the respect of most of the people in the department... They watch me work and they hear me speak and they know I'm the real deal, so half of my battle is fought already. I always felt like, to be a leader, you need to have vision and discipline, but you also need accountability and humillity. You have to be someone who will admit it when they are wrong, find a new solution and get right down into the trenches with your people to get the job done.
At least, those are qualities I admired in the only four or five "leaders" I've looked up to in my time.
It's certainly possible to pull this whole thing off, it would just take a lot of hard work and dedication, which is exactly what I need if I'm gonna try to work my ass of and save money.
I have decided to upgrade THE DEVILS REJECTS to one of my all-time favorite movies. I can cite numerous specific reasons for this, but I would prefer not to ruin the movie for anyone else; the major reason being, that this is a movie that you really need to experience, not be told about.
It took a fuck-ton of guts for Rob Zombie to do what he did with this movie. Based on technical merit alone, it is miles ahead of HOUSE OF 1000 CORPSES almost to the point where they feel disjointed, they barely even feel like related films.
It is less of a sequel and more of a second shot at making the same movie. Kind of like how EVIL DEAD works as a film, but it wasn't until EVIL DEAD II that their vision for what the movie could be was made clear. Of course, the plot (ha, plot) of THE DEVILS REJECTS is nothing like that of HOUSE OF 1000 CORPSES.
What Zombie has done is take the characters of Otis, Baby and Captain Spaulding and push them as far as he possibly could. The film comes off more as a character study of three deranged individuals than it does an event-driven spectacle.
Zombie, Sid Haig, Bill Moseley and Sherri Moon Zombie have done in two films, what other horror characters need dynasties and franchises to accomplish. They have created new archetypes for the psycho, the clown and femme fatale.
THE DEVILS REJECTS is nothing like any film that has come out in the last ten years or so. It may be like nothing since the crazy-weird road-horror, exploitation films of the seventies. But, it's not nostalgic, it's more like a period piece.
So, in summation: great fucking movie. I want to see it a couple more times, so let me know if anyone wants to go see it with me again when it comes out.
ITEM NUMBER 2
I feel much less sick today. I ate two full meals. This is good, this is the first time I've done this since Sunday. I look forward to actually going to work tomorrow, as the sight of my room is slowly driving me fucking bonkers.
ITEM NUMBER 3
I need to kick something really bad. I need to work out really bad. I think I am going to post something on Craigslist tonight and see if I can find a dojo/dojang near home or work where I can train four or five nights each week. Very few things make me feel alive like the martial arts do.
Some of my favorite things to do (in no particular order):
1. Throwing kicks at a focus pad when I am warmed-up and in good condition. I absolutely love this. I love to do at the end of a training session, when, instead of being too tired to stand, I still have some shred of energy that I am using to throw spinning crescent and hook kicks at top speed, to targets placed higher than my head. At the height of my training, I was able to kick almost straight up into the air.
2. Touching the body of a beautiful woman, by the light of the moon, while evocative music is playing quietly in the background. Any time that I have ever done this and NOT FELT like I was living the meaning of life; I had known that the relationship was wrong and I ended it. When it's right, the exploration is divine. Giving pleasure becomes a by-product of being completely taken by the beauty beneath my hands.
3. The moment when whatever art-related item I am working on comes together. When I know, deep down, before I'm even finished, that I am giving life to my vision and it will be a success. It makes me so giddy that I have trouble finishing the project. I sometimes have to get up and walk aimlessly around the room for five or ten minutes. I can't help it. I love what I do so much, it's just too much to handle sometimes. To be so "in the moment" of the moment you are living for...
4. Waking up on a bus with my headphones on. I don't know why, I just love it. I love to ride on buses (like on long trips, not around town, although, I do love that to). I think it would be cool to fall in love on a bus, to wake up at the same time as the person next to you, only you didn't know they were there and have one of those "waking up" coming to reality moments, as if you had spent the night together, but you had never seen each other. I think that would be neat. From what I understand, other people expect to find love in the supermarket
...
5. Self-realization. The moments in a day or week, when I suddenly am confronted with my own existance. Which is to say, that I realize I choose to speak, move, act -- make decisions or not make decisions -- that it is all up to me.
ITEM NUMBER 4
I want to work a lot this summer. I want to earn a lot of money this summer, so I can spend the last months of this year working strictly on my own projects. To make this happen, I need to become obsessed with my day job. On Monday, my boss, the one I have the good relationship with, comes back from his brief end-of-the-week vacation. I will be making a sudden power-play to take control over one-third of the day-to-day operations of the company. It is probably a crazy move. I would be making it up as I went along, which is something I love to do.
The previous manager of the graphic design department just sorta kept the place running and managed the day-to-day problems... mostly fire-fighting, that sorta thing. I want to take control, understand all of my resources and lead the department so well that we can move the entire company forward. I want to bring in fresh talent, acclimate them to the industry and train them in such a way as to get the most out of their ability. I want to raise the bar in an industry so note-worthy for piss-poor design that being a graphic designer who works in a sign shop is actually a blemish on your resume.
And, I want to lead the whole thing by example. Which means that if someone bitches that I am being too hard or too demanding, I will show them on the spot, that I can do exactly what I am asking for, in one-half of the time they could do it. I already have the respect of most of the people in the department... They watch me work and they hear me speak and they know I'm the real deal, so half of my battle is fought already. I always felt like, to be a leader, you need to have vision and discipline, but you also need accountability and humillity. You have to be someone who will admit it when they are wrong, find a new solution and get right down into the trenches with your people to get the job done.
At least, those are qualities I admired in the only four or five "leaders" I've looked up to in my time.
It's certainly possible to pull this whole thing off, it would just take a lot of hard work and dedication, which is exactly what I need if I'm gonna try to work my ass of and save money.
VIEW 8 of 8 COMMENTS
"You know what my very favorite part of a woman's body is? That broad, flat expanse between the belly button and the top of the, uh, sex parts. And you have like an acre of it. "
"I love this pic too. Waaait a minute, there's no belly button! This is a clone! I want the real deal!"
Those are some comments from my set. Hah.