seen on screen- the last 13

I study the craft of film through observation, for some time now I have kept a list of films I watch completely (has to be from title card to credits for it to count). I note the title of the film and the year it came out then give it a grade on the A to F scale.

To spare redundancy I will disclose that the highest graded are The Eyes of Laura Mars, Svengali and 100 Yen Love (C+), lowest graded was Dark Eyes (D) and everything else was a C. Here are the last 13 films I have watched. It was my first time viewing all thirteen of these films.

1. Antibirth (2016)

2. Crow II: City of Angels (tv version) (1996)

3. The Eyes of Laura Mars (1978)

4. I Married a Witch (1942)

5. Svengali (1931)

6. Blood on Satan’s Claw (1971)

7. Strays (1971)

8. The Sect (1991)

9. 100 Yen Love (2014)

10. American Gothic (1988)

11. Dark Eyes (1982)

12. Genuine (1920)

13. Ragdoll (1999)

Book Beginnings on Fridays & The Friday 56

I am enamored of books and want to blog more about them, so what better way to get started than to jump right in, I found a thorough list of memes for book blogs. It being Friday I decided to start out with Book Beginnings and Friday 56. Book Beginnings on Fridays was started by Rose City Reader and it consists of sharing the first line (or two) of the book you are currently reading on your blog or in the comments section making sure to include the title and author. The blog I found this tidbit on also suggests making note of your first impression based on that first line and whether or not you did or did not like the sentence.


1st line from Bloodlust: Conversations with real Vampires by Carol Page (1991):

The average American child doesn’t get very far in life without meeting a vampire.

Thoughts-I think of fun cartoon vampires presented in animated form,as toys and on cereal boxes  but then I remember what a vampire is in essence, a predatory parasitic being, it grows darker the more I reflect upon that first sentence. I did not like the first sentence because children are not the focus of this book which deals with mature subject matter. I do suppose however that I  get why she included it, to show that vampires are a very popular staple of  mass media that Americans are introduced to from an early age .

1st line from Cannibal: The True Story Behind the Maneater of Rotenburg by Lois Jones (2005):

The sun shone down on the half-timbered farmhouse , nestling in the rolling hills of central Germany.

Thoughts- The idyllic and lush green setting as the opening line in no way belies the dark and gruesome truths which are to be unearthed further in the book. If you didn’t know the “meat” of this story, you could easily be reading a fairy tale’s first sentence. I like the first sentence for the false sense of scenic safety it lulls you in with.

Friday 56 is another book meme, this one sponsored by Freda’s voice  where you pick  any book and turn to page 56 and share a sentence that grabs you. I found these bookish memes explained at My Reader’s Block blog.

From page 56 of Horror Noire: Blacks in American Horror Films from the 1890s to the Present  by Robin R. Means Coleman (2011) :  Blacks found themselves forever associated with Voodoo, black magic sorcery , and zombies , in the horror genre.

the natural look

Picture 298

Picture 301

Picture 295

Picture 296

no makeup and natural hair for reference sake.

“Throw me something, mister!”


The last float of the parade loomed. She didn’t recognize this Mardi Gras krewe; Krewe de Flambeaux. They played a screwed version of Fire by the Ohio Players. She and the other parade goers excitedly reached for the float which had flames painted on it. A krewe member took a hose and began to spray the crowd with a viscous liquid. It covered her and splashed into her mouth. Fire shot out the float’s front into the crowd. Inflamed people screamed and ran.She tried to run.Flames licked her back and melted her hair to her scalp as she fell down.

Let the Good Times Roll


She breathlessly pushed through the rowdy crowd, looking back for the person in the skull mask with the scythe who pursued her. She was so close to the party bus she’d rode to the French Quarter in, if she could just get inside she’d be safe. A foot away from the bus she saw her girlfriends reboarding. They drunkenly waved and smiled. Noise drowned out her cries for help. Her head jerked back as the mardi gras beads around her neck tightened from behind. She was snatched into the crowd.When the crowd cleared she was nowhere to be found.

she said this day would come

Her eyes snapped open. The scent of decay greeted her.She pulled herself out of the pile of bloated bodies. The pill hidden in her cheek was spat onto the floor.The leader sat dead in a chair, loyal flock at her feet. The survivor looked out the window where the sun shone without a hailstorm of flames. Sobs rose in her throat as she tore open the front door. She ran into the front yard and fell to her knees. A police car whose sirens blared tore up the driveway. As she ran to it, a fireball fell from the sky.

how do you take your coffee?


Without warning, the boss lady walked in and violently spewed wriggling baby snakes onto the lunch table. The creatures landed on stunned employees, in coffee mugs and onto plates.  The mousy secretary watched from the corner, quietly rejoicing. Her coworkers recoiled in disgust. For weeks now she’d been slipping the poisonous powder into her cruel boss’ coffee. She’d watched her boss shift uncomfortably in her seat as she berated her and clench her stomach in meetings. The secretary slipped out of the break room as people gathered. Calmly she poured the rest of the powder into the garbage and smiled.

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