Gonna write a voodoo-themed inspirational book; gonna call it Chicken Heads for the Soul.
Seriously, people, when I have great ideas like this, it’s okay to just send money to my PayPal account ahead of time.
Gonna write a voodoo-themed inspirational book; gonna call it Chicken Heads for the Soul.
Seriously, people, when I have great ideas like this, it’s okay to just send money to my PayPal account ahead of time.
At the start of “X-Men: Apocalypse” (2016) I was worried that I was finally beginning to experience a degree of “viewer fatigue” in connection with the beloved franchise. This would be the ninth film since the X-Men first hit the big screen in 2000, if you count this year’s “Deadpool,” and its somewhat formulaic setup felt by-the-numbers. Once again, a diverse, earnest, international group of young people unite under Charles Xavier’s leadership to combat an even greater threat than the one presented by the last film. (This time it’s “Apocalypse,” a Big Bad with truly godlike powers.) And they save the day despite their youth, their inexperience, their self-doubt or the suspicions of a prejudiced humanity.) How exciting can the arrival of Angel (Ben Hardy) and Nightcrawler (Kodi Smit-McPhee) be if these were already key reveals in past movies? And … the cameo?
There are script problems. The whole thing is cluttered with too many major characters. Many are thinly drawn; a few make inexplicable, major decisions that affect the plot. Fan favorites like Mystique (Jennifer Lawrence) and Magneto (Michael Fassbender) get too little attention to make their ardent fanbases happy, I think. The villain looks like a middle-aged and particularly grumpy member of Blue Man Group.
And, yet … I still frikkin’ loved this. I’d grudgingly give it a 9 out of 10, simply because I enjoyed it so much. It’s the X-Men. It’s a big-budget, globally staged smackdown with great special effects, and it was obviously made by people who love the source material and tried to stay true to it, despite its inevitably campy nature and its implausibility. Characters like Havoc (Lucas Till) and Psylocke (Olivia Munn) are fun to watch. (Am I the only one who nostalgically remembers the latter character from the 90’s comic books?) There is even a really nice stab at self-referential humor poking fun at the earlier films.
This movie had two things going for it that really made me want to see it a second time around. The first is Quicksilver. The X-Men movies will probably never equal the skillfully made blockbusters of that other Marvel universe, but I’ll be damned if the franchise doesn’t totally beat them out in rendering this character. (Yes, this is indeed the same character in the comics who inspired Scarlet Witch’s brother in “Avengers: Age of Ultron” (2015).) Evan Peters brings great charisma to the role; the special effects connected with his action sequences are beautiful and goddam perfect. He’s easily cooler and more likable than any other teen superhero I can remember — and that includes Tom Holland’s excellent new Spider-Man.
The second thing that make me want to watch it again is the action sequences. The finale is damn fun. I think it must be difficult to write, stage, direct and physically perform a melee among a group of combatants with various superhuman abilities and varying degrees of power. But the climax here works. It’s an entertaining battle that feels like it was lifted perfectly from the comics, and it ought to please fans of the genre.
Anyway, I obviously do recommend this. Check it out.


The May 2016 issue of Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine was released today; my poem, “December,” appears on page 19.
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This Memorial Day, while we all enjoy the three-day weekend, let’s also remember those who gave their lives so that we could live freely.

I just got some very nice news — Samantha Rose over at Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine just told me that my poem, “December,” will be featured in the next issue. “December” was first published by Dagda in 2013.
It’s always an honor to be included within a terrific creative community like Peeking Cat. Thanks, Sam!
When I was a little boy, “Highlights” was the only thing even remotely fun about going to the doctor’s office. And because that was the only place I ever saw it, I thought that it was a special magazine that you could only get to see at the doctor.

First, a clarification — there appear to be maybe a half dozen films or shorts entitled some variation of “Afflicted;” I am referring here to the outstanding 2014 found-footage vampire film.
Second, some advice — if you skip this because of an aversion to found-footage horror movies, you’re cheating yourself. This was fantastic. I’d give it a 9 out of 10.
It’s a creative tour-de-force for young filmmakers Clif Prowse and Derek Lee, who not only wrote and directed the movie, but also starred (quite capably) as its two leads.
It begins well, but not with brilliance. It’s too reminiscent, at first, of a similar recent found-footage film in which affable young men develop superpowers with frightening consequences — 2012’s wonderful “Chronicle.” Also, certain plot points are predictable. (Gasp! Derek is suddenly burned by sunlight!)
Then we get an unexpected plot turn, and the film gets much, much better. I won’t say much for fear of spoilers, but this is a fresh, entirely fun take on the vampire genre, with some special effects and action sequences that are pretty impressive for a low budget film.
And do watch through the entire credits. There is both a mid-credits scene and a post-credits scene that are absolutely worth it. The latter casts the story in a completely new light.
Check this out, horror fans. You won’t be disappointed.

So anyone close to me who’s asked me why I became a writer (and a horror fan) knows that one of the reasons is my awesome childhood memories — telling ghost stories under the front porch at the house of Jason and Adam Huhn, across the street in rural New York, along with my next-door neighbor Shawn Degnan. Those were some damn fun summer nights … and ghost stories were a perfect way to end a long day of exploring the woods, trading baseball cards or playing basketball in the hoop that Mr. Huhn put up for all the kids on the street. I used to beg my Mom to let me stay out longer.
Jason, Adam and Shawn and were my closest boyhood friends. Our quartet could easily be the 80’s equivalent of the kids in “Stand By Me.” Or, maybe better yet, we were adventurous enough to be “twinners” for a certain Ka-Tet in Mid-World: Roland Deschain, Cuthbert Allgood, Alain Johns and Jamie De Curry. (Seeing how I was an obnoxious chatterbox a preteen, I’m pretty sure I would be Cuthbert.)
Well, tonight Adam found me via this blog, and wrote to say hello! (I’d tried previously to find the guys via social media, but to no avail.) Adam even asked if I remembered telling ghost stories under the porch!
This Internet thingy can be a good thing, I tell ya!

The other day I saw an overflying falcon carrying a huge tree branch, and later saw another one snatch a fish right out of the local stream as I passed.
So basically Virginia is a real-life version of The Nature Channel.