“Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”

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What kind of imbecile steps into the shower with his reading glasses on?

And almost breaks them as they clatter to the floor under the rushing water?  And then almost trips?

This kind, people.  THIS KIND.

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“Agápē,” by Paul F. Lenzi

Poet Paul F. Lenzi has written a particularly nice piece entitled “Agape.”  It reminds me of what Dr. Cain taught us in Introduction to Christian Theology so many years ago at Mary Washington College.

I thought I remembered learning about three types of love delineated by basic Christian philosophy: Agape, Philia and … Eros?  But tonight this newfangled Internet thingy is telling me that there was a fourth — “Storge,” which was familial or empathetic love?  (That class was 23 years ago, I think.)

Anyway, enjoy Mr. Lenzi’s poem at this link to his blog, “Poesy plus Polemics,” right here:

Agápē.”

A quick review of “Re-Kill” (2015)

I want to give “Re-Kill” (2015) more than a 5 out of 10 rating.  I do.  It’s an ambitious post-apocalyptic independent zombie film that earnestly and unpretentiously tries to give fans of the subgenre everything they’re asking for: great action, decent makeup effects, gore, good scares and lots of creative world-building, all culminating in a nifty little sci-fi subplot that isn’t stupid and isn’t too forced.

There’s a wealth of fun ideas here — the original story was obviously developed by people with a love for zombie tales.  We follow a “COPS”-style reality-TV program documenting a”Re-Kill” unit, a squad of specially trained commandos who repel brushfire outbreaks during a global, stalemated war between the living and the dead.  They “rekill” the “re-ans,” this universe’s slang for re-animated dead.

We see the entire program, complete with commercials from this fictional world: PSA’s to encourage people to have sex (in order to repopulate the world), and drug companies opportunistically pushing drugs for PTSD and depression.  My favorite was an ad for a Desert Eagle sidearm marketed to protective mothers, “for the children.”  We get wicked-cool peeks into a fairly detailed fictional world, including the activities of the police, the military, the media and civilians.

This would have made a fine book series, in the manner of Max Brooks’ “World War Z.”  Or it would make a terrific TV series … like a far faster paced and more expansive equivalent of “The Walking Dead.”

Tragically, though, this movie’s execution is too often lacking.  The acting is sometimes poor (but not from the always awesome Roger Cross, who you and I know as Curtis Manning from “24.”)  The script has problems.  And worst of all is the absolutely unnecessary shaky-cam directing.  This movie could have been a fantastic action-horror flick … if only we were able to see the action a little better.  The style of shooting here was a disastrous creative decision.

Oh, well.  It’s still a fun watch for hardcore zombie fans.

 

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You people always said I had no class …

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Publication Notice: Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine to feature two of my poems in its Christmas issue.

I am quite happy today to discover from Poetry Editor Samantha Rose that my poetry will be featured again in Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine.  Two of my pieces will appear in the upcoming Christmas issue (Issue 9): “Amanda” and “Amanda II, A Haiku.”  (The former was originally featured by both Dagda Publishing and Dead Snakes in 2014.)

I really am honored to look forward to seeing my work published alongside that of so many talented writers who contribute to Peeking Cat.  I’ll share a link upon publication of Issue 9, which will be for sale both in hard copy and pdf. format.

 

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Photo credit: “Young kitten” by That Guy, From That Show! – Own work. Licensed under Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons.

 

Vote Nolan in 2016.  I’ll deploy jungle cats to fight the alligators.

“Jurassic World” is real.  And it’s goddam terrifying.  The following two videos illustrate both the Green Menace and the need for jaguars to protect us.

I’ll recruit the cats, I’ll build a wall around Southern Coastal states, I’ll start a database of alligators and conduct surveillance of local ponds.  It will be GREAT.  Really, really great.

 

 

 

 

It’s a free Christmas Concert in Fredericksburg next weekend!

And it’s brought to you you courtesy of the Rappahannock Choral Society.  All 75 voices are ready to “get in you in the mood for a wonderful holiday season!”

The details are below.

 

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A quick review of “The Godsend” (1980)

A picnicking English family encounters a mysterious, pregnant young woman in a meadow.  Her behavior is strange, and the little she says is puzzling.  They take her home, and are then surprised when she suddenly gives birth to an infant girl there.  Then she inexplicably vanishes.

The couple, who already have five children, adopt the baby as their sixth.  But their unusually large family begins to be depleted, after their biological children die, one by one, under mysterious circumstances.

That’s the premise of “The Godsend” (1980).  You’ve got to admit, that is chilling, and it held my attention throughout the length of this passably entertaining movie.  It has an interesting story setup, and there is at least one truly frightening sequence at the story’s end.  In addition, the spooky young mother is effectively played, however briefly, by Angela Pleasence, daughter of Donald Pleasence.

But I doubt this will wind up on many top ten lists.  It’s thinly scripted, slowly paced, and features two parents who seem minimally affected by the deaths of their children.  It’s also too derivative of its obvious inspiration, “The Omen” (1976).

I’d give it a 6 out of 10.

 

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“They let their fears drive them. And that turns them into weapons.”

“The thing Trump’s really good at is getting otherwise rational people to clamp down harder on their fears and prejudices.  These people aren’t monsters.  They’re completely normal.  But for whatever reason, they let their fears drive them.  And that turns them into weapons.”

— “Sam,” an anonymous protester ejected from a rally for Donald Trump, shown in the below video.

[Update: I just want to be conscientious about attribution here — this video appeared (and presumably was produced) by the INSIDER Facebook page.]

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