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del Toro and Frankenstein

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At the Venice Film Festival Guillermo del Toro premiered his latest film Frankenstein adapted from the classic early 19th century novel by Mary Shelley. One published review of the feature criticizes it for presenting Frankenstein’s creation as too sympathetic leaving Victor Frankenstein (Oscar Isaac) as the real villain of the work. There has been quite a bit of pushback from various sections online to this interpretation by the critic declaring loudly and in no uncertain terms that this is in fact the theme of Shelley’s novel.

Now, anyone who has seen much of del Toro’s fantastic work should be far from surprised that in any ‘monster’ movie that his sympathies lie with the monsters. This has been del Toro’s theme in most of his films including his Oscar-winning The Shape of Water. It is who the man and who the artist is.

I would wager dollars to donuts that in this adaptation of the novel some things are going to be changed to keep the sympathy with the creature and one of those elements is the murder of William, Victor Frankenstein’s younger brother, The creature then frames the family’s nurse, Justine, for killing William, leading to her lynching at the hands of an outraged mob.

In the film Doctor Sleep, the character of Rose the Hat, played to terrifying perfection by Rebecca Ferguson, tortures and murders a young boy to enhance the psychic energies she and her ‘family’ require. No one held Rose in any sympathy nor should they even though her motivations, survival, are more excusable than the creature’s, which were simply anger and vengeance. The audience, if forced to witness a child’s murder, on screen, will abandon all sympathy for the creature and his emotional trauma at being abandoned. If this event is in this adaptation, then it will take place suitably offscreen and as such will not really be real in the emotional context of the audience.

Here is where I tend to part ways with many people’s interpretation and sympathy for Frankenstein’s creation. Yes, being abandoned as essentially a child by his creator, his father, is a terrible thing to endure. Being shunned for one’s physical appearance is something that creates deep and terrible emotional scars. For that there are countless people already deserving of our sympathy because they have not turned that pain into murderous rage.

Some do.

Some people feel so isolated, hurt, tormented, and rejected by the people and society around them that they become vessels of pure, unrestrained rage. Sadly, it is not uncommon for these hurt and tormented souls to murder by the score. Like the creature they feel ‘justified’ in their acts of violence against those that they have rightly or wrongly concluded are the cause of their misery.

Tremendous emotional injury and hurt are never an excuse for wanton murder and violence, not in the real world and not in fiction. I can have no sympathy for the creature because it is intelligent enough and self-aware enough to know not only what it does but why it does it and yet it still chooses to murder.

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Movie Review: Weapons

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From writer/Director Zack Cregger, the man responsible for the highly praised horror film Barbarian, comes his latest horror film Weapons.

Now, while Barbarian was indeed highly praised within the horror and critical community, it was a movie that for me fell apart in the final act and for which I did not care. As such, when the marketing for Weapons touted Cregger’s writing and direction, it provoked very little for me to make the excursion to see this in the theater. However, as word of mouth grew and the film proved to have ‘legs’ at the box office, my curiosity became activated and Friday evening I went to see it.

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Weapons is the mystery of Justine Grady’s (Julia Garner) 3rd grade class that, with the exception of a single student, Alex (Cary Christopher), rose from their beds in the middle of the night, running off into the dark vanishing without a trace. When the police investigation fails to produce answers, much of the town, including Archer Graf (Josh Brolin), father of one of the missing children, turn on Justine as it was her class and only her class that suffered the strange and traumatic event.

Justine is not a classically ‘likable’ protagonist, with a somewhat dodgy past and an issue with alcohol, she makes an easy target for the terrified and enraged community and a particular target of Archer, certain that Justine knows more than she is saying.

Weapons is presented in a chapter format, with the different sections of the film told with a focus on and from the point of view of various characters in the community, not all of whom were directly affected by the mass disappearance. Some subplots remain distinct and unconnected to the story’s central mystery, adding color and understanding of the characters. The chapters also present events in not wholly chronological order, so something strange, frightening, and mysterious becomes understandable when viewed from another character’s experiences.

Unlike Barbarian, I found Weapons a thoroughly engaging piece of cinema. The mystery’s resolution suffered none of the suspension of disbelief shattering action that plagued Cregger’s previous movie. The only weakness of the film is in the middle section where a couple of ‘jump scares’ seem to exist with the only purpose being to remind you that you are indeed watching a horror film and not trusting that the situation and characters are enough to keep your interest high.

Weapons works as a study of characters under stress and trauma and as a horror mystery that resolves nicely and neatly without loose ends of action too unbelievable to sustain. If horror films are your jam, it is well worth a trip to the theater.

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Senator Cassidy: the Man Who Trades Lives for his Career

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Robert F. Kennedy Jr., a lawyer with no scientific or medical training and compulsively deluded by seemingly endless conspiracy theories, is the person Donald Trump, an equally idiotic and deluded man, nominated to be in charge of the nation’s Department of Health and Human Services. Even more than the other toadies, bootlickers, and grifters Trump put into his thieving, petty, and vengeance-obsessed administration, Kennedy represented a clear, dangerous, and lethal threat to the American people. Whether this crank would ascend to such a position of power really came down to one man: Senator William Cassidy, a former physician but loyal GOP foot soldier.

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Cassidy, ignoring both his oaths (the one to protect the nation and the other to do no harm), from either naivety or idiocy or plain self-interest, accepted the clear and obvious lies from Kennedy that he would not act on his decades-long crusade against vaccines and voted to give him a power and authority he clearly had no training or temperament for. Other senators, using Cassidy’s former status as a physician as the cover they needed, followed suit, and Kennedy was given the reins he so desperately wanted.

Kennedy’s promises proved as binding as Trump’s, and he launched into his attack on the scientific standards and advancements that have for more than half a century truly saved the lives of countless Americans and people around the world.

mRNA therapies, after literal decades of blood, sweat, and tears of research, came to fruition when we needed them most, during the worst global pandemic in a century, but they hold much more promise than that.

Cancer is not one disease; it is a galaxy of similar diseases that have plagued and stalked humanity since antiquity. One of the most insidious aspects of the disease is its ability to hide from the body’s immune system, escaping detection and destruction until the body itself is consumed and killed. mRNA therapies hold the greatest promise for treating and defeating cancer ever developed, but not anymore. Kennedy killed that research. Maybe China will pick up the ball and run with it. They have the technical know-how and the skilled, college-educated scientists to do so, and then we can rely on the CCP’s good graces and will to share that with dying Americans.

We are diving into flu and COVID season for the winter of 2025/2026 just as Kennedy is destroying the administrative infrastructure that approves and distributes the critical vaccines to save American lives. I myself may have lost the ability to receive the COVID vaccine booster for this year because I have not yet reached 65, so I feel this very personally.

Lives are going to be lost because Cassidy bent the knee, denied the clear and obvious truth about Kennedy, and preferred to safely not “buck the system.” What has he gained from his betrayal of the American people? Are the people who are going to die a reasonable price to have others pay so you can be a Senator for just a bit longer, Cassidy?

I do not believe in a life after death or some divine judgment for our actions while here on Earth, but I wish there were. Kennedy is deluded and stupid; he is like a rabid dog. But you are neither, and you knew the choice you were making and the price others would pay for it.

You, Senator Cassidy, are evil.

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How to Know You are Actually in a Movie

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Characters in movies don’t know they are in a piece of projected fiction. This is often portrayed as “genre blindness,” where a particular genre of movies is never referenced in the story directly. This is often the case with zombie movies.

If you were trapped in a movie, a character in a piece of cinematic fiction, how could you tell?

Well, for one thing, parking would be a lot easier. Wherever you go, to a friend’s house, to a shop, or anywhere really, there will be a parking spot not only close by but very likely right in front of the place you are hurrying to. This is especially true in massive cities with crowded streets. No one in a movie set in San Francisco bats an eye at the magical parking available to them.

Another way to know that your actions are being played for someone else’s entertainment is through the radio and television news. When you turn on these devices, not only will the news be playing, but the story will have direct and important relevance to your particular situation. You will not have to wade through minutes of side stories, political posturing, or sports results to get to the vital piece of information that you didn’t know you required.

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Sometimes the Answer is Right There

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One of the challenges in this current novel I am writing, created because I am “pantsing” it—writing the entire thing without a preplanned map or outline—is that I know certain things need to be solved, but the manner of that resolution was utterly unknown to me.

For example, the cultists who have set the plot into motion started everything some 52 years before the novel opens in 1984. Their actions, plots, plans, and objectives are buried in that history and drive the major action, both physical and supernatural, of the story. That’s all well and good, but for the protagonist to come out ahead—to defeat their plans—he has to first know and understand them, and he is way out of date.

There never was going to be a Bond or comic book-like scene where one of the bad guys takes the time to explain everything to my protagonist. That’s not this type of story, and it is not my style of writing.

I knew this problem existed, and in previous books I would have solved the trouble at the outline stage, having worked out a method that served the story, the character, and my own sense of plotting—but not when I am pantsing it. I started the manuscript with only the vaguest idea of precisely what was happening and why, much less any conception of how the “good guys” were going to get clued in on it.

Now I have completed Act 4 of 5, and I really, really need to answer that troublesome question.

And the answer came to me yesterday. It arose naturally, organically from events and backstory I had created along the way. There are details to be worked out and much establishing to do in the revision stage, but the shape can be seen, and it had been there for chapters and chapters—but it took me a good long while to see it.

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Movie Review: The 4th Man

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While researching films that played, particularly in the art houses of San Diego, during the summer of 1984 for my work in progress, I came across a newspaper ad for Paul Verhoeven’s The 4th Man and became quite intrigued.

Searching all the online streamers yielded the result that no one had the film available, nor was it available for a Video on Demand rental or purchase. The fact that the movie seemed impossible to watch only enhanced my curiosity about it. Eventually I found a copy in the public domain section of the Internet Archive and after much toil and trouble got the subtitles working as the film is in Dutch. So, this past weekend my sweetie-wife and I watched The 4th Man.

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The story centers on Gerard Reve, a bisexual novelist and clearly on the path to severe alcoholism. After fantasizing about murdering his roommate and lover, Gerard takes a train to another city to give a lecture to a local literary society. Along the way he becomes fascinated by a strikingly handsome man he briefly sees in the carriage of a passing train and is also haunted by strange delusions or visions of a seemingly threatening woman.

After the lecture and experiencing seeming confirmation of his frightening visions, Gerard accepts an invitation from the society’s treasurer, Christine, to stay the night at her home and business. The pair become lovers, but Gerard continues to have disturbing dreams and visions, some of which present Christine as a murderous woman killing off her former lovers. When her current lover Herman returns from his business trip, Gerard is shocked to see it was the same handsome man that had fascinated him at the train station. Now with his sexual desire for both Christine and Herman burning strongly, Gerard’s visions or delusions also intensify and he must discover if they are truth and if he or Herman is destined to become the 4th man murdered by Christine.

Given the similarities in theme—a potentially murderous woman, bisexuality, and explicit sexual scenes—The 4th Manis often compared to another Verhoeven film, Basic Instinct, with the director himself calling The 4th Man a spiritual prequel.

The 4th Man is a stylish erotic thriller that is uninterested in providing the audience with any solid answers to the questions it raises. Gerard’s visions might be prophetic flashes of both future and past or they may be delusions of an alcohol-soaked brain. Christine may be a spider luring men into her parlor and their deaths or she may be a woman tragically unlucky who has suffered the loss of several lovers. It is for the viewer to determine which is the more likely scenario. While watching this film I turned to my sweetie-wife and commented that “David Lynch probably loved this movie.” My feelings were only intensified by the lush, lovely, and captivating cinematography of Jan de Bont. There is absolutely no doubt that The 4th Man is a masterpiece of photography, even with its limited budget.

I have no idea if the movie will make it to the pages of my work in progress—elements of it fit perfectly with my cast of characters—but whether or not it makes an appearance, it was worth the viewing.

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Movie Review: Honey Don’t

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The second in Ethan Coen and Tricia Cooke’s planned trilogy of ‘lesbian B-Movies’ Honey Don’t is the story of Honey O’Donahue (Margaret Qualley) a private detective in sun-blasted Bakersfield California.

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When a prospective client dies in a single car traffic accident, Honey begins investigating which brings her into the orbit of police evidence officer MG Falcone (Aubrey Plaza) and the pair begin a heated and powerful relationship, bonding over the shared trauma of terrible fathers. The investigation brings to Honey’s attention a Christian church of questionable morality led by the charismatic and corrupt preacher Drew Devlin (Chris Evans.) Things become more complicated when Honey’s niece, Corinne, (Talia Ryder) fails to return home after her closing shift at a local fast-food joint.

At a breezy 89 minutes Honey Don’t is a fast and easy watch but perhaps the film is a bit too breezy. In the resolution of the mystery and when revelations come to light Honey connects dots that I have no recollection of ever being presented to the audience. Now, this is not a terrible thing in a black comedy neo-noir, this is not the Agatha Christie movies of revealing the killer in a murder mystery with clues withheld from the reader, but it would have been nice to have had the same set of dots that Honey possessed.

That weakness noted, and this film has not been gathering great reviews, I enjoyed Honey Don’t with much of it dark and grisly humor working quite well for me. This movie is fairly explicit in the sex scenes, both the heterosexual encounters and the lesbian ones, so be aware of that when you watch it. Given that this is directed and co-written by half of the Coen Brothers team it has the collection of odd and offbeat characters one can expect from Ethan Coen but much more sexually explicit than the team tended to produce together.

This is not a film for everyone, its various plot threads do not eventually all resolve into a single narrative but rather appear more like ‘slice of life’ where life is criminal, corrupt and darkly comic. I do not consider it a waste of my time to have seen Honey Don’t in a theater but for many this may work perfectly well as a home experience.

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A Prequel I’d Be Interested in Seeing

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Prequel films are tricky beasts to pull off and make work well. Usually, they are the product of a studio’s endless hunger for more cash and are stuffed with fan service bits that often are needless fixation on minor production details of the original movie. I couldn’t care less about exactly how Han Solo got his distinctive blaster in Star Wars; the pistol is not what made Solo an interesting character.

If it is not trivial details of props or settings, then another issue that faces prequels is that it is difficult to chart the growth of the character. We know who the character is in the original source material, if we give them a dynamic and interesting character arc in the prequel then for much of that prequel’s run time we are not in company of the character we grew to love but rather a different person who became that beloved individual.

There is one cinematic character who if written, produced, and acted well I think would be fascinating to watch as they transform into the one we originally met, William ‘Will’ Munny from 1992’s award-winning film Unforgiven.

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David Webb Peoples’ script introduces the audience to Will Munny long after his criminal and murdering days are behind him. A widowed pig farmer trying to raise a pair of children following the death of his beloved Claudia from smallpox, Will is pressed back into the role of assassin for reward money posted by sex workers seeking justice after one of their own survives a brutal assault.

Will repeatedly reminds the people he travels with and the audience that he is not the man he used to be. His drunkenness, his cruelty to animals, his wanton and unpredictable violent manner were all ‘cured’ by Claudia. ‘He ain’t like that no more.’ However, when the events of the film finally push Will beyond his new self the old Will Munny, a vicious and sociopathic killer reemerges for the movies climatic finish. A postscript card at the film’s end lets us know that Will once again returned to a peaceful life, the one Claudia brought him into, and not the one of murder and robbery she saved him from.

The prequel I want to see is the story of how Claudia changed Will Munny. The picture drawn of Will in days before her influence both by Will himself and those who knew him is one of such vast violence and bad temper it is hard to imagine the situation that brought Claudia and Will together much less how this apparently loving and peaceful woman induced such a powerful transformation.  I have no idea if Peoples ever worked out any sort of detailed backstory for Will and Claudia but man it fascinates me to no end.

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The End (of my novel) is in Sight

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While I had hoped to get writing done at last week’s World Science Fiction Convention, the stress of the unhappy events made that nearly impossible. Oh, I managed to complete a scene I was in the middle of with an additional 600 or so words written during one session, but that was the sum total of my writing during the five days.

Yesterday, back at my day job, at lunch I got down 800 words on the next scene, and I can feel the narrative moving again. With this act nearly completed and only one act remaining, I can see the end of the manuscript, and I should reach it before September is done.

That leaves a lot of work yet to be done on it, though. This is the only novel that I have written by the seat of my pants, no list of characters and their traits, no outline showing all the major events, I just sat down and started the thing with scarcely any idea of where it was heading. That means that there is a lot of ‘reconstruction’ to do once I reach the end. For example, I now have a much clearer concept of the story’s themes, community being one of them. The communities that betray you and the ones that defend you has emerged as an element of the plot. It is also about outsiders to the wider culture and the insiders, and how that dynamic puts pressure on the individual. All of this I had no conception of when the first words hit the page, and now the revisions much strengthen and elaborate on these ideas.

Still, with luck and determination, I may have a completed novel ready before the end of the year.

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