With recent events, I haven’t felt much like watching horror movies, much less posting about them. But I have been watching and trying to contextualize and square the real life horrors happening in the world with the movies I’ve chosen. It’s not easy. After 9/11/01, I had to take a break from horror movies for some time. In fact, my now annual Month of Madness, which began in 2003, marked the first time after it that I truly felt comfortable watching them again.
And so here I am again, feeling like horror is just too real to enjoy; feeling like I don’t want to see anyone brutalized or killed for “fun,” when 58 people were just murdered in Las Vegas and countless others were injured and traumatized.
But it’s October, and this entire year has been filled with horrors and traumas and while I’m so tired of reacting to them, I was looking forward to some self-indulgent movie bingeing. Not to mention the real challenge of sticking with the plan, and of course, the discipline orf writing every day. I really do love having a excuse to do that. I want to write every day, you know, but my job kind of sucks the zest out of it for me a lot of the time. It’s tough, maintaining a real job and trying maintain your creative life.
I’m already looking forward to Month of Madness 2016. I’m tentatively thinking about a theme and listing some movies. I love Month of Madness so much! I don’t want to rush summer, but I won’t be too sad when October arrives.
Until then, I’m satisfying myself with this montage of everything I watched last year, 2015, The Year of Our Lord Summerisle.
And here I am, falling behind already. To my credit, it has been a roller coaster lately. In the last week I:
- endured a seismic shift at work
- endured another one
- got hit by two enormous migraines, more or less related by above, which took me out for two days
- spoke on a panel of writers about writing because people think I’m a writer
- made pretty cupcakes for a birthday
Oh! I also, watched a lot of movies. Let’s talk about that. A partial list:
It’s been three long years since I’ve been able to indulge in one of my most singular pleasures: watching a horror movie a day all during October. Grad school, man. And in those three years, I’ve enjoyed flexing my writing muscles in short form and micro form blogging, but nothing can do justice to my Month of Madness horror marathon like this blog format. So, I’m back! Maybe I’ll even stay long than October because I have a lot to say these days.
So, Week One of the Madness just ended. Let’s see how I did.
I hate to see this Month of Madness go, I really do. It’s been hard at time, to sit down for yet another movie, to put D through yet another movie, and to watch yet another movie I didn’t mean to watch at all because the planning of all this got the best of me and I forgot to have something I really, really wanted to watch on hand.
And so, we made it to the last week. The last week of D asking me “did you watch your movie today?” as if reminding me of my vitamins; the last week of scouring Netflix, the library, and The Internet Archive for last-minute movies when my plan for the night went awry (or I just changed my mind); the last week of my super, even uber-cute Halloween blog theme; the last week of feeling utterly and delightfully self-indulgent.
Really, I feel like the boat is about to tip over. It’s October 30? 30? Here I am in the stretchiest home stretch and I’m a little panicked. Have I missed a day? No? Have I written an entry for each one? No. Can I manage to catch up on all of the reviews in under 30 seconds? Let’s try:
October, please don’t go.
I mean, I know we need November (D’s birthday, and all that big old turkey feed) and December and everything, but my gosh, I love you and I want you to stay. I’ve spent each of your days watching fabulous (or fabulously awful) movies and doing those little things that only seem, well, social appropriate in this one month a year: eating mini Reese’s cups by the bucketful, using the term “spooktacular,” and screaming at men in the dark.
I’m a bit sidetracked. Don’t worry – I haven’t missed a movie. But there are so many other things to do right now that I’m not the devoted reviewer I should be.
For instance: music videos. In the spirit of the season, D & I stayed up way, way too late the other night finding scary music videos online. For me, it was like revisiting those years long ago, when MTV played nothing but videos (as crazy as that might sound) and I was frightened to death by the haunting vision of Grace Jones in her Demolition Man video:
In trying to write about the movies I viewed this past week, I’ve run into a rather sticky problem: I cannot for the life of me remember what I watched Monday.