"I want to talk here about two stories dealing with the archetype of the Bad Place, one good, one great. As it happens, both deal with haunted houses. Fair enough, I think; haunted cars and railway stations are nasty, but your house is the place put your shield away. Our homes are the places where we allow ourselves the ultimate vulnerability: they are the places where we take off our clothes and go to sleep with no guard on watch (except perhaps for those ever more popular drones of modern society, the smoke-detector and the burglar alarm). Robert Frost said home is the place that, when you go there, they have to take you in. The old aphorisms say that home is where the heart is, there's no place like home, that a heap of lovin' can make a house a home. We are abjured to keep the home fires burning, and when fighter pilots finish their missions they radio that they are 'coming home.' And even if you are a stranger in a strange land, you can usually find a restaurant that will temporarily assuage your homesickness as well as your hunger with a big plate of home-cooked fries.
It doesn't hurt to emphasize again that horror fiction is a cold touch in the midst of the familiar, and good horror fiction applies this cold touch with sudden, unexpected pressure. When we go home and shoot the bolt on the door, we like to think we're locking trouble out. The good horror story about the Bad Place whispers that we are not locking the world out; we are locking ourselves in ... with them."
-- Stephen King, Danse Macabre
Another war with Iran, all to cover up millions of unreleased Epstein documents. Also, to somehow re-"eradicate" their nuclear program.
Sad!
Oh my, this is one horny movie. Over the top? Yes. Trashy? Kinda! But there's no doubt about the commitment here to really focus on the infernal power of Heathcliff and Catherine's desire -- let's face it, lust -- for each other. If you're looking for faithfulness to the book you won't find it here, especially in the second half. But there's something to be said for what the film actually captures. To put it another way, this movie being ridiculous only confirms that the novel is as well. It worked for me, but probably won't work for a lot of purists.
Four steamy carriage windows out of five!
So it's Castway but two people are stranded -- a put-upon office worker and her horrible frat-bro boss. And it's really hard to talk about it more without spoiling. This is the definition of a movie that you should see with as little information as possible before going in. Rachel McAdams doesn't hesitate to go full mousy and a bit gross. Dylan O'brien plays up his assholish-ness to the hilt. From there, we go in about five different directions with a truly brilliant script. At the end you might not like anybody on offer here, but that's the point. Survival is, indeed, a winner-take-all proposition.
Five conch shells out of five!
First picture is looking roughly east into Virginia and Maryland. Third picture is Jefferson Rock, visited by Thomas Jefferson himself.
