Wednesday, 31 October 2018

Haunting of Hill House

So, I started watching Haunting of Hill House on Netflix a couple of weeks ago. Watched first episode. Mostly listened to the 2nd episode. I really did not need to be playing solitaire on my phone...but I was having a hard time watching...

The modern equivalent of watching through your fingers.

Since then, I've been trying to keep it to one episode a day...during daylight hours. I've been fascinated to see the story progress in a way that affects how the scares work on you...well, on me. Sometimes they are easier to take and sometimes...harder.

I finished watching the final episode on a windy, foggy, blustery Sunday morning in bed with my cat.



SPOILER ALERT...stop reading now...

Did I like it?

I'm still not sure.

No, that's wrong, I did like it. Despite some seemingly weak writing and overtired horror tropes ("no one ever listens to me!" or "believe's me") there were a lot of outstanding performances. The kids are all very convincing. As grown up siblings, Victoria Pedretti (Nell) and Kate Siegel (Theo) were very affecting. And Carla Gugino was outstanding; she does that beautiful, wounded, fragile being so well. And so, despite my perceived weaknesses in some of the narrative it was...good. Yeah, really good.

But it wasn't what I was expecting. Starts off like, yeah, this is a gonna be a great Halloween watch! A real good ghost story! Like Peter Straub's Ghost Story; a tragic event, people's attempts to cover it up and the resulting ghost seeking vengeance, etc.

But, after that initial episode or two, well, it does slowly turn into something else.

It turns into an exploration of the effects that tragedy and trauma can have on people and, more specifically, a family.

That in itself is not a bad thing. I just would have appreciated a head's up. A warning that I was about to be led into a story that would touch on the very real tragedy that happened in my own very young life. A senseless tragic event that resulted in a parent's suicide and the disintegration of a family circle I spent years feeling cheated out of.

I went into Hill House looking for some spine tingling escape. I came away from Hill House with some heavy meditative reflection.

And that's not what I was expecting.

Or even looking for, really....

...I've done enough of that.



Oh Happy Day...and Night!



Binge watched Sabrina the other day. Definitely more like the Halloween tv viewing I was hoping for!

Subverting power dynamics everywhere; male patriarchy, conservative/fundamentalist religions, etc. and all sprinkled with bits of Buffy, Sleepy Hallow, Harry Potter, and Twin Peaks! It's not perfect by any means; still not sure how I feel about some of the more stereotypical witch depictions, however, life's not perfect. But some of the acting is close on! And I was particularly mesmerized by the atmospheric sets and the show's overall colour palette; stupendous!

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"One of the most heavily promoted and closely studied Netflix series in ages, Chilling Adventures of Sabrina is a madhouse of ideas, themes, surreal retro-vibe visuals and fabulous acting. In fact, it glitters with performances to savour. Even when the narrative is as wonky as a newborn kitten, there are lip-smacking turns by actors relishing the material." - review, Globe and Mail

Tuesday, 30 October 2018

Monday, 29 October 2018

Music Monday

More William Ferris...



Also see the Early films of William Ferris at Dust to Digital...footage of some of the best blues musicians!

And if that isn't enough for you guys then have a listen to American Routes Halloween 2018 show. There's a rockin' rendition of Season of the Witch by Lou Rawls!

http://americanroutes.wwno.org/archives/show/1087

Sunday, 28 October 2018

Saturday, 27 October 2018

Halloween Comic Fest!

Got my comics all ready to give away!

Today I'll be working at the comic shop! And you know what I'll be wearing right?! HOWLLLLL!


Friday, 26 October 2018

The Shadow - Part 2


This is a foldout from my copy of #3 (of 4), The Shadow: In the Coils of Leviathan, Dark Horse,  February, 1994.

Read more about The Shadow here. Where I learnt there are more than 30 Welles-starring episodes of The Shadow free at the Internet Archive.

Thursday, 25 October 2018

Slaughtered Lamb

Given last night's full moon I thought you should all know that Last Exit to Nowhere has put their Slaughtered Lamb merchandise on it's End of Line list. So, given that it is my last chance it's now or never. So I ordered one...yes, I have finally ordered myself a Slaughtered Lamb shirt.

You see, it was my blog post about American Werewolf in London that led me to discover Last Exit. But didn't you order one back then? Nope. Got other things (inspired by Blade Runner, Big Trouble in Little China, Indiana Jones, etc.) so this is really the time...

Next on the wish list is The Goonies!

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My shirt arrived in very quick turn-around time!! And the shipping was really reasonable. I can't wait to wear it to my next work shift!


Wednesday, 24 October 2018

By the light of the silvery moon...



This might be a good time to mention that last week they made pot legal here in Canada. And being the furthest east in the country it happened here in Newfoundland first. Some dispensaries opened at midnight...and people were lined up and waiting to get in! Apparently, it only took about 3 days for most dispensaries to run out of product.

Monday, 22 October 2018

Music Monday

Sunday, 21 October 2018

Saturday, 20 October 2018

Chips Ahoy!

I chose one of these two boxes...guess which one.



You've got a 50/50 chance of getting it right! I'll let you know closer to Halloween...

Also, I got no prize to give; so you only get the satisfaction of knowing you were right.

Also, ummm, I forgot to include something on my Shadow - Part 1 post a couple of days ago...(*blush). It's now there.

Friday, 19 October 2018

Around the house

Well...

------------this must be one of the....um, words fail me. This year Halloween feels...oh, boy am I tired. It's the shchool school thing. I don't have any time.

Feels like I'm in an express grocery store. You know, those stores that are smaller versions of their bigger cousins? You go there just to grab the basics or the semi-prepared.

I've been so busy with school that it's been hard to squeeze in the joy of October and the countdown to Halloween! Even decorating the house has been somewhat minimal. The majority of the two large Halloween bins under the stairs are still full.

Sigh...

Living Room





Living room detail - Print purchased in Wales and it's called "Murder of Crows" by Sarah Janes
EAP is part of the Little Thinkers series and given to me by a dear friend
Bedroom - There's a picture frame on our dresser with our pic from
the tour of Mary King's Close, Edinburgh, 2016.

Thursday, 18 October 2018

Turnip carving

I have done this before. A looooong time ago. I was happy with the results; very rustic, quaint, old-worldy...but, oh boy, it's not easy work! Turnip, or should I say rutabaga, abound here on the Rock.

Wednesday, 17 October 2018

The Shadow - Part 1

When she was a youngster, The Shadow radio play was one of my mom's favourites to listen to. My Aunt once told me that she (my mom) would get totally wrapped up in the play sitting as close to the radio as possible, even sitting with her back up against it (they had a big console standing radio like this one).

This one's for you Mom...wherever you are.

The Shadow: Death House Rescue from The Radio Ghost on Vimeo.

Monday, 15 October 2018

Music Monday

...I hate clowns...have always found them creepy.

Sunday, 14 October 2018

Saturday, 13 October 2018

Ripley's Believe it or Not - Part 2

Spoiler Alert! 

This is the last frame in the story of the Banshee so don't look if you don't know how it ends....tee hee!

Ripley's Believe it or Not, True Demons and Monsters, 1971

Friday, 12 October 2018

Steep is this hill...

The walk through Georgestown, where I park, to get to the Anna Templeton Centre, where I take my classes four days a week, usually takes about 15 minutes. It's not a bad walk as Georgestown, where I used to live, is a very walkable neighbourhood. I pass by the bakery (sometimes drop in for a bagel), the cafe, then past The Lantern and Presentation House, then The Gathering Place and the Basilica, then cross the street down some stairs...

...until I get here. This is the top of Victoria Street; another street I once lived on.



As you can see it is a rather steep hill. But down it I must go until I get to Duckworth where the Centre is. A pleasant enough walk......until the end of the day when I have to walk up Victoria Street.



Not sure what I will do in winter. If we have the usual freeze, thaw kind of weather it will be too hazardous for my middle-aged bones to risk, I think.

I could just slide down on my butt, I suppose...

Thursday, 11 October 2018

Rope

Down by the harbour front on a gloomy day a few weeks ago

See the rope? See the hill beyond? That's Signal Hill with Cabot Tower.

But, if you follow that rope up to its top you can see, in the background, a glimpse of the promontory known as Gibbet Hill...can you guess why?

Wednesday, 10 October 2018

Monday, 8 October 2018

Music Monday



"What happens when a horror movie composer and a guitar maker join forces? They create the world’s most disturbing musical instrument. Affectionately known as "The Apprehension Engine," this one-of-a-kind instrument was commissioned by movie composer Mark Korven. Korven wanted to create spooky noises in a more acoustic and original way—but the right instrument didn't exist. So his friend, guitar maker Tony Duggan-Smith, went deep into his workshop and assembled what has to be the spookiest instrument on Earth.?\"

We pre-empt Music Monday...

...for this important message from Canada - Happy Thanksgiving!

We had our special meal yesterday. It consisted of lamb, fried onion with rosemary and mint, boiled corn, mashed carrot with parsnip and potato. Veg were all from Lester's Farm.




Regular programming will resume at 1:00 pm Nfld time.

Sunday, 7 October 2018

Seasonal Reading

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This looks fun...

"On one magical night of the year—when the breeze is scented with dead leaves and pumpkin, when the days have grown shorter and winter’s first touch prickles your skin—the barrier between worlds is at its thinnest, and dark magic abounds. Whether it’s the legendary trickster Jack about to acquire his first lantern, a teenage girl beginning to discover her own alluring power, or a fallen angel seeking redemption, Halloween’s sinister spell enchants all."

Saturday, 6 October 2018

Ripley's Believe it or Not - Part 1

As a kid I was an avid reader of any Ripley's book I could lay my hands on. It's where I got all my info about the weird and wonderful. So when I spied this comic at work, I just had to have it. It was somewhat disappointing as it was not packed full of the small thumbnails cataloging the strange and bizarre that I remember from my paperbacks. This 1971 issue of True Demons and Monsters features only a few stories. They stories themselves though, totally remind me of the kind thing Mulder would recount to Scully to demonstrate that these weird and bizarre things happen more than you think.

The stories in this issue include, The Trumpeting Demons of Death (revenge story featuring ghostly elephants), Vengeance of the Kobolds (creatures undermining the local mines), The Horror of the Black Lake (underwater monster), and Prey of the Banshee (yep, story about a Banshee). There's also a one page story, in text only, called The Dark Cloud (demon terrorizing local farmer).

Years later, all this interest in weirdness would lead me to the Fortean Times and Charles Fort.

I have to close the pages now because my nose is being infiltrated by the mustiness floating off this ancient tome...and god knows what else!


Friday, 5 October 2018

Spooky Scenes around town

Includes pics from a yard haunt that popped up 2 weeks ago just around the corner from where I work. I almost drove off the road on my way home the first night I saw it! The other scenes are from Lester's Farm as they prepare for upcoming Pumpkin Fest 2018.

Admittedly, the music's a little over the top...but I didn't have much to choose from :)



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Thursday, 4 October 2018

Netflix Viewing

Big fan of Ruth Wilson and this has been on my list for a while...


Wednesday, 3 October 2018

Comic Madness - Wendy the Good Little Witch

So, because there will be comics galore for give-away this Halloween, I thought I'd continue to dip into my own very, very small 'collection.'

Today will be a glimpse of what appears in my Wendy Witch World #23 Giant Size Harvey Comic, February 1968. Which I totally remember reading as a kid, by the way!


Tuesday, 2 October 2018

Interview with Al (Grandpa) Lewis - Part 1

This is a great read! Especially if you are a fan of old tv shows/stars like from The Munsters.

This interview, with Al Lewis, who played Grandpa on that show is from my copy of The Munsters #1, TV Comics, 1997. There are 5 scanned pages.

Monday, 1 October 2018

Music Monday



Cold blows the wind to my true love, And gently drops the rain, I never had but one sweetheart, And in greenwood she lies slain, And in greenwood she lies slain.

I'll do as much for my sweetheart As any young man may; I'll sit and mourn all on her grave For a twelvemonth and a day, For a twelvemonth and a day.

When the twelvemonth and one day was past, The ghost began to speak: Why sittest thou here all day on my grave, And will not let me sleep? And will not let me sleep?

There's one thing that I want, sweetheart, There's one thing that I crave; And that is a kiss from your lily-white lips Then I'll go from your grave, Then I'll go from your grave.

My breast it is as cold as clay, My breath smells earthly strong; And if you kiss my cold clay lips, Your days they won't be long, Your days they won't be long.

Go fetch me water from the desert, And blood from out of a stone; Go fetch me milk from a fair maid's breast That a youg man never had known, That a young man never had known.

O down in yonder grave, sweetheart, Where you and I would walk, The first flower that ever I saw Is withered to a stalk, Is withered to a stalk.

The stalk is witherd and dry, sweetheart, And the flower will never return; And since I lost my own sweetheart, What can I do but mourn? What can I do but mourn?

When shall we meet again, sweetheart? When shall we meet again? When the oaken leaves that fall from the trees Are green and spring up again, Are green and spring up again.