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Mar. 4th, 2006 05:46 pmLast night I watched an epsiode of a series called "Masters of Horror", in which each episode is directed by a famous horror film-maker. Last night's episode was called "Cigarette Burns", made by John Carpenter. It was an interesting little piece about a cinema owner, who is hired by a wealthy film collector to track down the last surviving print of a bizarre film which apparently causes hallucinations and insanity in whoever watches it. It was quite interesting and creepy until it got completely over the top and silly. Actually the plot bore more than a passing resemblence to Carpenter's "In the Mouth of Madness".
I also watched a real horror film, "Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter". Like I said, a real horror film but not in the way that it was intended to be. Basically the hockey-mask wearing Jason Voorhees lumbers around the forests slicing an endless supply of anonymous teenagers. Also despite the title "The Final Chapter", there were about six more films (to date) in the series, seven if you count "Freddy Vs. Jason". I missed a large part of the middle of the film because I fell asleep at some point, but managed to wake up before the climax.
I went out to the shops this morning and bought "The Capote Reader" by Truman Capote, and my groceries for the week. On my way home, someone greeted me by name and chatted with me for several minutes. We had a pleasant enough conversation but the thing is that I have absolutely no idea who the person was. I didn't like to ask, because he obviously knew me.
I also watched a real horror film, "Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter". Like I said, a real horror film but not in the way that it was intended to be. Basically the hockey-mask wearing Jason Voorhees lumbers around the forests slicing an endless supply of anonymous teenagers. Also despite the title "The Final Chapter", there were about six more films (to date) in the series, seven if you count "Freddy Vs. Jason". I missed a large part of the middle of the film because I fell asleep at some point, but managed to wake up before the climax.
I went out to the shops this morning and bought "The Capote Reader" by Truman Capote, and my groceries for the week. On my way home, someone greeted me by name and chatted with me for several minutes. We had a pleasant enough conversation but the thing is that I have absolutely no idea who the person was. I didn't like to ask, because he obviously knew me.
