This looks to be an old school Amicus style anthology film. If they get it right it will gonna rock!
It adapts THE THING ON THE DOORSTEP, THE SHUNNED HOUSE, and THE HAUNTER OF THE DARK.
Twitchfilm has the exclusive trailer and an interview with the director check it out.
Sometimes you get an itch you just need to scratch and this week my itch was Julie Taymor's version of Will Shakespeare's Titus Andronicus. Titus is a full fledged horror film. In Shake's day it was called a "tragedy" but trust me, this is full on Goth horror. I saw this when it was released, well before we all knew Julie Taymor as the person who was fired from Spiderman: Turn of the Dark. I remember being deeply disturbed by it and thinking that Shakespeare was one fucked up individual. Seeing it again I am more convinced than ever that this is true...
Can Martin Scorsese Pull Off A 3-D Family Movie?
Does this count as Steampunk?
Is Chloe Grace Moretz going to steal the show again?
LOVE AND TREASON ON THE VERGE
a novel in seven days
The Outpost was a squat stone structure that was ringed on all sides by high thick walls that were honeycombed with stairways, arrow loops and topped with crenellations festooned with ancient barbed wire. There were dozens of Outposts scattered along the Verge, marking the point of demarcation between the nurturing safety of the Protectorate and the madness of the Barrens. Each Outpost was similar in design but always ended up being different in execution.
The vagaries of the land made improvisation a key to survival and the proximity to the Barrens meant that many of these strongholds were never completed at all. This Outpost had taken six seasons and four Dukes to complete. The blood of over a hundred sentinels had stained the ground before the walls were completed and the great metal portcullis closed...
First we have Hellen Mirren...
Then we have Alison Brie and Gillian Jacobs
Truly we live in the best of times
Well bettter than sex with me anyway.
And the trailer is about as long as a bout with sex with me lasts too.
Now I feel sad...
An exotic-animal owner who made headlines last summer when one of his bears mauled a woman to death has died after apparently choking on a sex toy, authorities said.
Sam Mazzola, 49, was found dead in his Columbia Station home on Sunday, face down on a water bed. He was bound to the bed with handcuffs, chains and padlocks...
Get all the grizzly details at MSNBC.com
Robber who broke into hair salon is beaten by its black-belt owner and kept as a sex slave for three days... fed only Viagra...
The would-be robber was eventually released, with Zajak saying he had learned his lesson.
Jasinski went straight to the police and told them of his back-room ordeal, saying that he had been held hostage, handcuffed naked to a radiator, and fed nothing but Viagra.
Both have now been arrested.
When police arrived to question Zahjac, she said: 'What a bastard. Yes, we had sex a couple of times. But I bought him new jeans, gave him food and even gave him 1,000 roubles when he left."...
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IN THIS TWILIGHT
Fully Vested
Chapter Seven
By AL BRUNO III
One year and three months in
Mike Carter had lived in the Albany region for most of his life and while he had driven past the Desmond Hotel countless times he had never been inside. To him it was just another local landmark, but now that he was inside he had to admit he was impressed. The interior was regal, with soft lighting and natural wood. The center courtyard was a collection of shops hidden inside faux colonial storefronts connected by real cobblestone walkways. Just off one of those walkways was a ballroom filled with circular tables. Banners bearing the Trinity Advance logo filled the walls, a jazz band churned out one soft, ghostly melody after another. The buffet table was impressive, the open bar was well stocked. Mike was lost in a sea of strangers, some faces he knew in passing, others he had never seen before.
Damnit Jimmy! He thought, Where are you?
Crowds had never really bothered Mike, but trying to find someone in a crowd? That bugged him. He wondered if Jimmy had already found a seat, he had said he was going to find Cosmos so they could have a kind of reunion. For a moment he made eye contact with Christine but he quickly turned his attention somewhere else.
Where is he? Where are they?
Eugene and several other disheveled looking men and women sat at a table, downing beer after beer and casting furtive glances around the room. Mike still didn’t know what EXECUTIVE SUPPORT did but it sure looked stressful. He almost wanted to go over and ask them about it, he wondered what they might say.
“You don’t look like you’re having fun.”
“Eh?” At first Mike didn’t recognize the woman addressing him, the new hairdo and tiny black dress threw him off his stride in more ways than one. Then he realized, “Helen? Helen Ginnmett?”
She put her arm around him- she smelled like jasmine “I knew you’d get it.”
“I was looking for my friends,” Mike explained.
“You should make new friends,” Helen led him to the bar, “lets get a drink.”
“Sure.” Mike said, “What are you having?”
“Whiskey sour please.”
Drinks in hand they sat down at an empty table, she watched Mike waiting for him to speak. “So,” he began, “how long have you been with the company?”
“All my adult life,” she beamed, “I say if you find something you like, stick with it.”
“I have to say that working here has been one of the best jobs I've ever had.”
“That's great. You know everyone thinks you're doing great work, and you really are a great team player.”
Mike was a bit taken aback, “Well thanks. I'm... I'm flattered, and surprised. Do you just work out of this division?”
“Oh heck no, my partner and I travel all over the world. We do orientations, head hunting and fact finding. We were in Hong Kong last week.”
“Wow. The furthest I've gotten is Florida.”
“Stick with the company, we'll take you places,” she slipped her pinky finger into her whiskey sour and swirled the ice cubes around.
“Is your partner here?” Mike scanned the room. Was it just his imagination or was everyone watching him?
“Piers?” Helen waved her hands with an exasperated expression, “He hates parties. He went to some local club that plays Techno music.”
“He likes Techno?”
“He lives for it.” Helen said, “But he never dances, he just stands there and listens. Can you imagine?”
“Wel,l I'm not much of a dancer myself so I can sort of understand,” Mike remembered being on the dance floor once in his twenties and happening to catch a glimpse of himself on one of the mirrored walls. At best he looked like he was jogging in place.
“No dancing? Seems like a waste of a cute little tush like yours.”
Mike's train of thought came crashing to a halt. He felt his mouth go dry. “I'm not sure what I'm supposed to say to that...”
“Say what you like,” she leaned across the table. “Say what you want.”
“I...”
“Are you blushing?”
“Probably yes.” He leaned closer to her, his voice conspiratorial, “Aren't there rules against this kind of fraternization?”
She shook her head, “No! Doesn't anyone read their employee handbooks?”
“I glanced through mine.”
The band had stopped playing, Brian Hayes stepped up to one of the microphones and started talking about productivity and team spirit. No one really seemed to be paying attention but Brian didn't seem to mind. Helen finished her drink and stood, Mike couldn't help but let his eyes roam up from her shoes to her eyes.
“You like?” She took his wrist and tugged him gently to his feet, “I've had upgrades.”
Am I going to do this? Mike wondered, Can I handle this? I mean its been... Years since I've...
They made their way out to the courtyard, down towards the elevators, “I take it you have a room?”
“A big one, with a fireplace,” she nibbled on the end of her room key, “am I making you nervous Michael?”
“Hell yes,” he followed her into the elevator, drawing close for a first tentative kiss. It was all coming back to him now, “But I think I like it.”
The elevator door whispered to a close as they giggled like teen-agers.
EXCLUSIVE: Disney and Johnny Depp's Infinitum Nihil are teaming up on two new projects: a feature version of the '70s TV movie The Night Stalker, and a drama about the Midnight Ride made by Paul Revere to warn Colonial militia of the impending British invasion. Depp is the potential star of both films, and he and his Infinitum Nihil partner Christi Dembrowski will produce.
Like many, Dembrowski and Depp had fond memories of the ABC telepic and series The Night Stalker, and they got Disney's Rich Ross and Sean Bailey sparked on a pitch for Depp to potentially play tabloid reporter Carl Kolchak. Originated by Darren McGavin, Kolchak was the dogged journalist first seen in the 1972 telepic (where he hunted a killer who was draining the blood of beautiful girls on the Las Vegas strip) and later in the ABC series Kolchak: The Night Stalker. Kolchak's investigations always seemed to lead him to the doorstep of vampires, zombies, werewolves and aliens. For its time, it was pretty scary stuff. The studio will go out to writers shortly. David Kennedy will be exec producer...
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Disney and Depp remaking THE NIGHT STALKER seems like a good fit. I saw the original television movie when I was 5 years old and let me tell you Carl Kolchak was one of my childhood heroes, way before I became a frothing at the mouth Whovian. I loved every episode of the series, now matter how cheesy, I loved the humor and the scares. In fact I still do.
I think a THE NIGHT STALKER remake could be terrific, a good does of PG/PG-13 scares just like the original. But the writers and producers will have to avoid the mistakes that were made by the failed NIGHT STALKER remake TV series of a few years ago;
1.) Carl Kolchak is not a badass. He is clever, tenacious and has the kind of bravery of a man with his back against the wall. He's a clumsier Fox Mulder or a more exasperating Frank Black. He gets the job done but nearly pees his pants every second of the way. Carl Kolchak is just like us.
2.) Any NIGHT STALKER film should have witty dialogue. Carl Kolchak should be funny, the kind of verbal slapstick you found in the dialogue of the original GHOSTBUSTERS film. Kolchak gets in arguments with everyone because he knows he's right, those arguments should be hysterical.
Then again I am a forty year old unpublished writer, what the Hell do I know?
It would be like HIGHWAY TO HEAVEN... they would travel from town to town solving problems and instilling good old fashioned American vaules.
I have heard this referred to a horror film but I don't really think it is that. It really is more of a dark fairy tale. The kind of story Neil Gaiman might write in between bouts of making sweet sweet love to Amanda Palmer. (Lucky bastard!)
Anyway, this movie is a lot of fun, it is done in the style of CLOVERFIELD but this was just so much weirder that it appealed to me more.
Check it out if you can.
