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High concept
Earlier tonight, Karen watched a German vampire lesbian art film.
Don’t believe me? Watch. (Warning — some nudity, some blood. But what did you expect from a German vampire lesbian art film?)
Jake and I accused her of watching vamporn.
I’m sorry I’ve been so quiet the last few days. This job search thing is getting me down. I should have things settled by tomorrow, but . . . but I’ve been saying that for the last two or three days. Meanwhile, my stomach is on the auto-digest cycle and my head feels like it’s being used as test material for a hydraulic press.
Meanwhile, my forensics and how-to-write-a-mystery books have arrived. Any time now, people will start calling me the hairy Sue Grafton. You just watch.
D.
Interesting in an odd sort of Lesbo Vampyro sort of way. I’m glad the clip wasn’t any longer though. I think I’d rather watch Sponge Bob.
0:57 It’s Dr. Phil!
CD: as with so many high concept movies, the product doesn’t live up to the promise of the idea itself.
Dan: naaah. Just some German character actor.
I know, but still, it’s Dr. Phil!
Meanwhile, my forensics and how-to-write-a-mystery books have arrived. Any time now, people will start calling me the hairy Sue Grafton. You just watch.
Sorry, that’s where it all ends. You start buying books, then you discover you need just one more book, and then you need to find the time to read the books, by which point technology has advanced and you need new books to get back up to date, and the cycle repeats itself, resulting in a never-ending chain of book buying and reading, and very little writing getting done, except on your blog and other people’s blogs, whereupon you discover that you’ve mastered the art of the run-on sentence.
I’ve seen that title on one or the other of the indie film channels in my cable package. Pretty bad, is it? Doesn’t live up to that other vampires-and-lesbians epic, Jesus Christ: Vampire Hunter?
(Here: the person that shows up at 0:51 is one good reason to watch… [Youtubery])
That reminds me of a bad, bad movie that Chris and I rented once, which had some guys wandering aimlessly around while a woman who was really a cat (or maybe it was a cat who was really a woman) controlled another group of cats who were women (or maybe they were women who were cats) and at some point the cat-women’s clothes all fell off and there was some pointless chasing and one or two people died and then the movie ended but the cat-women had spent the last half-hour naked so it was alright.
Oh, and nobody could act.
This movie looks better than that one.
Oh, and you’ll know you’ve made it when Sue Grafton is known as ‘the hairless Doug Hoffman’.
Doug:
Is that a fetish version of Mary Sue?
Dean:
Cat People! Yeah, pretty much the only saving grace of that film is Nastassia Kinski’s ass.
I love you guys. Even when I’m not up to writing a real post, you manage to keep yourselves entertained.
Re: Nastassja. For the longest time, we had this poster hanging in our house. I wonder whatever happened to it?
whats the title of the mystery
You know, I haven’t given any thought to the title!
If you’re curious about it, I wrote about the premise recently.
Here’s a title for a poison-based murder mystery, fraught with geekish overtones: Chaumurky. (Or you could call it “Murky” or “Musky”.)