Quote of the day

“Kenkien tarkoitus on helpottaa askellusta, niillä pitää päästä eteenpäin, saapua sinne minne on menossa ja jaksaa vielä takaisinkin. Niillä täytyy kyetä pistämään juoksuksi, jos tulee ilmahälytys taikka jos sattuu muistamaan, että kohta menee kauppa kiinni eikä kaapissa ole piimää.”

(Tuomas Kyrö - Mielensäpahoittaja)

Not a natural man

When the levee breaks, why not push through the entire trilogy. Good stuff.

He went and hanged himself

This is probably the first novel I've ever read. So for that's sake and because of the need of something relatively light for holidays, it hit the right spot.

Black lipstick went through the roof

Yet another take on the Norwegian Black Metal merrymaking of church burnings and murders. And yet another indefinitive and disorderly take. Although, I must admit I like them chaps Gylve Nagell (Darkthrone) and Varg Vikernes (Burzum) talking shit, it's fun stuff, sometimes.

Tombstones in their eyes

Funnily enough, I hadn't seen this before even though the DVD has been sitting on my shelf for years. At the very least, it was worth the fucking wait.

Parents are freaks

Maybe because I had a super-easy hangover Sunday morning I liked this as much as I did.

The closer you are to Ceasar, the greater the fear

Outstanding war movie or a poetic essay on war. Take your pick.

Las Palmas by Johannes Nyholm

The opener of Funny Films of the North, a DVD collection of Nordic short films, and it’s hysterically funny. One of the funniest cuts I have seen for a very long time.

It appears we may have a problem of some magnitude

Thundering Stephen King horror is always terrific and sometimes they even make a movie of his stories that is spectacularly dead-on.

If they win, they can't live either

Loved the original, it appeared out of nowhere, struck me senseless. The shot-by-shot remake, even though the mere idea seemed utterly pointless, somehow I get it, comes with familiar faces is all.

A pretty day for makin' things right

One of the few prevailing contemporary westers, lots of good things on whole lots of stuff.

Offender of the mind

This was fun, very much good fun. Reading it was pure joy, I oftentimes chuckled.

Ilsa in the chapel

Roger Corman directs Boris Karloff and Jack Nicholson. A curious take by its own right, but as an old-school horror film, quite an impressive piece of work with trad. horror stuff like flickering candles, ghosts, crypts, fog and darkness, even witches - yes, them heretics, baby.

A tad bit fuckered in the head

When I saw this for the first time I was a little disappointed, the film seemed somewhat anemic. This time round, it’s still slow in action, but I caught up with things that passed me by the first time and I was truly and thoroughly entertained.

Do you like 'em anchovies?

This was like a replica to Tony Scott's Unstoppable (2010), or vice versa. At close margin, I think I prefer this one, don't know why though, more soul'n'spirit perhaps.

Update

Recently, I've been listening to these quite much more than all the others:

Quote of the day

“They took her license again, third D.U.I. in the last year and a half. I tell her, ‘Jesus Christ, can’t you drink without getting smashed every time?’ She goes, ‘What would be the point?’”

(Elmore Leonard - Mr. Paradise)

Money, it's pure evil

To my recollection, this was a thriller tinted with pitchblack humour. Well, entertaining, sure, watchable, indeed, but kind of a shallow a story, hadn't aged that well.

Smoking guns in mushroom clouds

I usually am a fan of political thrillers, but this one of war on Iraq on false pretense is lacking in sense of drama and even though the context (based on a true story) is interesting the outcome is downright boring.

Streets are paved with carcasses of imbeciles

Yea, maybe two or three times I had a passing thought it was alright to keep on watching this movie.

Feed on grandma Helen

I liked this. Bloodcurdling horror that doesn't take itself too seriously.

A plumbing supply conference

If I'd give this drama a star every time I dozed off watching it, this would fucken be an all-star fucken film.

Just a footnote

I wish God won't kill me at the pearly gates when I confess I've seen this little piece of shit.

I absolutely abhor death

Nothing new in the decline of western humour. If I'd give a fuck, I'd be almost ashamed how unfunny most of these comedies are.

Retired extremely doofus

Lots of big Hollywood superstars, renowned Broadway actors and even one true legend. The movie is shit. I wish someone would explain to me what's the point of these fucks.

Peddle your own private hell

You don't see a Finnish movie worth its salt too often. Frozen Land's story ain't that jolly by nature, but its tragicomical appeal is contagious and pretty funny. Though - after watching it the second time now - a few sequences in this episodic film were a bit lenghty hence boring to my liking.

Quote of the day

“Show me a religion that prepares one for death. For nothingness. There’s a church I might enter. Yours prepares one only for more life. For dreams and illusions and lies. If you could banish the fear of death from men’s hearts they wouldn’t live a day. Who would want this nightmare if not for fear of the next? The shadow of the axe hangs over every joy. Every road ends in death. Or worse. Every friendship. Every love. Torment, betrayal, loss, suffering, pain, age, indignity, and hideous lingering illness. All with a single conclusion.”

(Cormac McCarthy - The Sunset Limited)

Terminal commuters in moral leper colony

A fairly quick read, a novel written in dramatic style. Meaning, it basically had just two people discussing. I’ve to start reading everything Cormac McCarhy has ever written, his ability to use words is oftentimes spellbinding.

Voodoo on you-do

Perfect Sunday movie. A short, frenzied little thriller.

Wolf's lair

Finished. I didn’t read it through word by word, it has - what- 700 pages, for fuck’s sake. But I leafed it through (in two weeks time), read what I think mattered the most. Strangely enough, even though I’m from the same old-school era as Metalion (the editor) and done most of the stuff he’s done (tape trading, making zines) and been part of the same worldwide yet then still relatively little Underground Heavy Metal scene, I’ve never read but one or two Slayer issues before. Well, now I got ‘em all and I have some catching up to do.

An unflinching dream

I drank two cups of coffee during this erotic thriller and that was easily the most exciting and adventurous thing that happened.

Update

The past few days, mostly, I've been listening to this fucken lot:

See the Circus Bizarro

We called most of the eighties and early nineties crappy horror movies "cult" and off we went, forgiven and forgotten. Now, the same films, I call 'em crappy horror movies. This, however, is an exception to the rule. It ain't as hilarious as I remembered (naively foolish, more like it), but it's enough quirky oddball fucker to cherish anyways. And I hear there's a sequel in the making, in 3D.

In the valley of dry bones

In no less than within a year I've read True Grit novel by Charles Portis, seen True Grit the movie starring John Wayne, and now this. Joel and Ethan Coen's Grit is very loyal to Portis' book and yet they've enriched the story in so many intricate little ways. One of the best and most entertaining movies I've seen this year.

Quote of the day

 ”I’m not afraid of anything – except world peace.”

(Sledge Hammer)

All blushy-blushy

Not outrageously funny, but a decent comedy. Let's leave it at that.

Death by a thousand cuts

Brutal and quite impressively senseless, this. I, however, never shat myself and probably never feel obsessed to watch it again.