I want to finish Lucio Fulci's Seven Doors of Death story. Unfamiliar? They include three of his films City of the Living Dead, The Beyond, and House by the Cemetery. That leaves four doors unopened and a storytelling void that needs to be filled. I envision a graphic novel or at least a comic book series. Black and white and gory like my favorite underground comics of the 80s (have you read Dead World or Faust; Love of the Damned or Gore Shriek?) I have a plot that would take the reader through the discovery of the four doors with a single story line, told in four parts, and would reach back to the first three films as a launch point. I see this as an opportunity for multiple writers and artists who love these films to pay a loving tribute to a director who made some of the goriest and stylish films to come out of Italy. The question of rights is huge, of course, and then where does the money come from? I'm going to start working on all that after the first of the new year, right now I'm trying to wind up my newest book. Any writers and artists that are interested in this project should get in touch. I think this could kick a ton of ass!
"Ocean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of time." HP Lovecraft When I was a kid, I was obsessed with Treasure Island.
It was the book that inspired me to be a writer in second grade and still holds
a place of honor in my heart. It also inspired an interest in the sea and it's mysteries
and danger. As a story location, I find the ocean far scarier than outer space or just about any place else. It feeds my nightmares; the isolation, the unknown, the exhaustion at trying to stay afloat, lungs filling with undrinkable water, and then all the things that will eat you. Funny, though, I've never been to a beach in my life. I've been to the
harbors in Boston and New York City and taken the ferry to the Statue of Liberty
on a freezing and rainy day, but I've never been to sea.
For a while I toyed with the idea of moving to Seattle
for a summer to work on a fishing boat, but I couldn't even afford to drive there,
so that went no where.
I still have a weird affection for the sea, despite all
my years of not stepping foot in it. I seek out metal bands who have a nautical
theme, like Ahab and Sea Bastard. I got into Mastodon because of their album Leviathan.
Reading Moby Dick was a literary work out similar to reading the Bible for all it's
complexities, beauty, and bits so tedious you wonder how many people actually skim
or skip them. Legendary monsters of deep always catch my attention and when I had
cable I tuned in for shark week. (However, you can keep your sharknadoes and sharktopuses.) There's HP Lovecraft's creatures from the depths, which inspired the Stuart Gordon adaptation of Dagon.
And of course, there's Jaws. If I could pry open my subconscious I might find that
my ocean obsession really starts with Jaws. I watched it on cable several times
when I was little. It was my first monster movie and I never get tired of watching
it.
One of the scenes that I always look forward to is the
night time on the boat when the three heroes are huddled around the little table,
drinking and telling stories. Quint's war story of being ship wrecked out on the
open water with his fellow survivors being devoured by sharks while they wait to
be rescued is the scariest part if the whole film for me. It's the actor Robert
Shaw’s performance, his command of the material, the way he tells the story there's
no doubt that this really happened to him and as he describes the sharks' eyes you
can tell he's right back there in the water with no hope of rescue, just fighting
for his life against the coldest, cruelest if predators.
This is Speilberg's finest scene he's ever filmed, to
me anyway. I anticipate that scene from the opening moments, then ride out that
dread and horror to the closing credits. Dreyfus and Scheider are two of my favorite
actors, based on Jaws alone. Sure they've had plenty of fine moments through their
careers, but if they never did anything else I'd still hold them in high esteem.
In fact, I think the cast deserves an immense amount of credit for elevating Jaws
from just another nature run amok B-movie, to one of the great American classics.
Spielberg did the best with what he had, primarily a
mechanical shark that didn't work, and delivered a work of dread with really good
jump scares that's not easily forgotten. While it may be light on gore it's still
a lot bloodier, darker and violent than it's PG rating would lead you to believe.
Jaws 2 is great, better than it should be anyway, but
I don't have any love for 3 and 4. And I'll just leave those right there like that
and move on.
Ron Howard has a sea epic, that was the supposed inspiration
for Moby Dick, called Heart of the Sea, and based on the trailer it may well wind
up being my favorite movie of 2015. It stars Thor and some other great actors and
the CGI in the trailer doesn't look any more offensive than anything in the Avengers. I'm not a Ron Howard "fan" unless your talking about his role as Opie Taylor, but he knows how to make a movie. I'm just not crazy about the stories he chooses to tell.
I have a great sea epic in me somewhere, I just know
it and someday I'll get around to writing it. Hopefully I'll even be able to see
the ocean from the deck of a ship someday, but as I get older, poorer, and in worse
shape, I'm not holding my breath. So it goes.
So posts have been sparse lately, yea? Sorry! I've been working my butt off on my next novel, which is a mean ass, southern fried, no fun, neo-noir, horror epic. It's got political corruption, rock and roll, a death cult, mass murder, and so much more! I'll be posting a preview chapter soon. This is a big one for me, because it's a story that's been haunting me for over half my life, no joke! The book is loosely based on a comic created by my friend Jason Gollihar and I. We started it wanting to push the boundaries of what a comic book could be. We wanted to make something that would one day be regarded as a great work of literature. Years and years and draft after draft, we eventually dropped the idea of a comic and decided to do an illustrated novel.
I've probably written more than a dozen drafts and for this last draft I've edited enough material (for the sake of a quicker pace) to make half a sequel, so I'm getting pretty damned excited about showing this sumbitch off.
Anyway, that's where I've been, fiends. I've still got work to do, but My Heroes Have Always Been Monsters will rise again soon enough...
Texas punx Krum Bums have released an all new video for their song Smoke, which will be on their 12" EP, available exclusively on Black Friday, November 28. Check it now, fiends!
From Dark Sky Films' website; "Crescent Bay is not the best place to live out one’s golden years. Once an idyllic retirement community, the secluded neighborhood has been beset by mysterious and deadly attacks. When grizzled war veteran Ambrose McKinley (Nick Damici, Stake Land) moves in, the residents immediately take offense to his abrasive personality. But his take-no-prisoners attitude is just what he needs to survive as it becomes clear that the increasingly violent and patterned attacks are being caused by beasts that are neither animal nor man, and the tight-knit community of Crescent Bay is harboring something truly sinister in its midst…"
Late Phases stars Nick Damici (Stake Land, We Are What We Are) and looks to be another winner from Dark Sky Films. It feels like its been a while since we've had a really kick ass were wolf film, or maybe I just haven't seen any? This one though was directed by Adrian Garcia Bogliano, who delivered the gut punch Here Comes The Devil last year!
Late Phases opens November 21 in theaters and VOD. Check out this trailer!
