The feeling to lash out is ever growing
As the rage finds it’s way into the forefront
No longer backing down, no longer taking it
Pushed too hard, now pushing back
This insistence to harm inspires confidence
As I give my bones and sinew renewed purpose
Pushing on, ever forward, toward new goals
Destroying false idols, laying waste to fools
Killing the past and embracing the future
Leaving behind useless snuffed insecurities
Unfocused thoughts destroyed through psychic violence
Chains of guilt broken and cast aside
Facing the world, embracing the changes
Using rage as a tool instead of a weapon
Honing my body, controlling my mind
Chipping away the pieces that made me weak
A broken shell from where my new self crawls
A different person now.
9/6/12 — Deathstalker2
This is a film made by horror fans who grew up in the VHS era for horror fans who grew up in the VHS era. Remember that sick feeling you got watching a grainy shot of Leatherface opening the door and smashing Kirk’s face in with a hammer? Or the sick in your stomach feeling when Krug carved his name into Mari’s chest? Remember how going to the store and picking up one of these boxes made you feel like you were picking up something forbidden? That creepy feeling from renting Man Bites Dog or Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer? This film is trying to take you back to those days.
V/H/S is a found footage anthology flick with individual segments directed by Adam Winguard, David Bruckner, Ti West, Glenn McQuaid, Joe Swanberg and newcomers Radio Silence helm the amazing final segment 10/31/1998.
The story, such as it is, centers around a group of criminals who video tape their exploits for some on-line “reality porn” service. We see them accost a woman and lift up her shirt to expose her breasts for the camera, and talk about how they are going to sell the footage on-line. The footage then cuts to them destroying a building for no real reason, and then plan their next caper: stealing a cache of VHS tapes. Continue reading