All posts by Eric Robert Nolan

Eric Robert Nolan graduated from Mary Washington College in 1994 with a Bachelor of Science in Psychology. He spent several years a news reporter and editorial writer for the Culpeper Star Exponent in Culpeper, Virginia. His work has also appeared on the front pages of numerous newspapers in Virginia, including The Free Lance – Star and The Daily Progress. Eric entered the field of philanthropy in 1996, as a grant writer for nonprofit healthcare organizations. Eric’s poetry has been featured by Dead Beats Literary Blog, Dagda Publishing, The International War Veterans’ Poetry Archive, and elsewhere. His poetry will also be published by Illumen Magazine in its Spring 2014 issue.

Vintage 1980’s Fidget Spinners!

When I was a kid, fidget spinners were called “ninja throwing stars,” and they could only be obtained by the ads in the back of “Ninja Magazine.”

AND WE WERE THANKFUL FOR WHAT WE HAD.

Unless, of course, you were the kind of kid whose mother forbade him to ever touch one.  Dammit.  (She also took away the crossbow I’d made from scratch.)

Let me qualify the first sentence above — only the uninitiated actually called them “ninja throwing stars.”  Genuine ninjas, like me and my friends, knew that they were properly called “shuriken.”  My friends and I were serious students of ninjutsu in the early 80’s, and we had the magazines to prove it.  Our Ninja Clan was called “The Night Stalkers.”  (We actually started out as “The Night Crawlers,” until one of us realized that was what fishermen called earthworms.)

[DISCLAIMER: If any real ninjas are reading this, please do not assassinate me.  Also, various sites on the Internet contain misinformation suggesting that historical ninjas did not actually wear those black outfits — they’d wear ordinary period clothing, so that they could only figuratively “blend in with their surroundings” and avoid detection by samurai.  I didn’t write that nonsense, I’m just passing it along to you.]

 

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“Windswept,” John William Waterhouse, 1902

Oil on canvas.

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“Okay, you just take your half of the road right out of the middle.”

Yeah, okay — so May 19th is just Roanoke’s annual Drive-All-Over-the-Road Day.

Way to make your own holiday, there, Roanoke.

(The headline above is an MST3K reference.)

 

 

A tiny review of “Dead Rush” (2016)

“Dead Rush” (2016) isn’t quite as bad as other reviewers have made it out to be; it’s a passably entertaining zombie feature that I’d rate a 6 out of 10.  It occasionally rises above its central gimmick to create a few moments of suspense and emotion.  (The gimmick here is that the entire film is shot from the point-of-view of one man in the middle of a zombie apocalypse.)

That point-of-view device does wear a little thin by the end of this feature-length film … and I’m a found-footage horror movie fan who usually doesn’t mind that sort of thing.  This movie might have been better overall if the viewer weren’t required to follow those “shaky-cam”-type visuals for quite so long; my understanding is that it was adapted from a well received short film.

If there was one thing that bothered me the most, though, it wasn’t the POV.  There is a recurring shot in “Dead Rush” that I liked a hell of a lot, involving the main character’s memory of a loved one.  It’s made even better when it is rather creatively used as a framing device at the film’s end.  A little reflection, though, made me remember that this shot seems to crib a little too much from a similar effective recurring shot in 2011’s “The Grey.”

What the hell … if you need a zombie horror fix, you could do worse than “Dead Rush.”

 

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“The Lady of the House,” William Henry Margetson

Date unknown.  The artist died in 1940.

 

"The Lady of the House" by William Henry Margetson.:

No yeye elektronnyye pis’ma!!!

(It’s how you say “But her e-mails!” in Russian.)

Seriously, Comrades.

 

 

A recommendation: The Blue Mountain Review

I’ve had the pleasure of getting acquainted recently with The Blue Mountain Review.  The poetry there is simply superb.  I suggest that it makes excellent summer reading — I know I’ll be bringing it along on the annual “River Trip” with the Mary Washington College kids.

Click here and peruse the newly published Issue 7:  The Blue Mountain Review, Issue 7.

For more information about the journal, you can find its Facebook page right here:  The Blue Mountain Review.

 

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A “Naiad,” John William Waterhouse, 1894

Oil on canvas.  Its alternate title is “Hylas with a Nymph.”

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“Echo and Narcissus,” John William Waterhouse, 1903

Oil on canvas.

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