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America’s Best Small Town.

The following are pictures of Culpeper, Virginia, which I was lucky to see again, even if it was only briefly, on the way to the Blue Ridge Mountains this past Labor Day weekend.  (There was a time I would name Fredericksburg as America’s best small town, of course, but I’m not sure that Fredericksburg meets the definition of a small town any longer — more on that in the future.)

I remember Culpeper fondly indeed.  I found my first job after college here — working as a reporter for the Culpeper Star – Exponent newspaper.  (Third photo.)  I lived right on Main Street, which is pictured in the first two photos.  It wasn’t New York, but it was a warm community of good neighbors that I was lucky to join.

Yes, I did say newsPAPER.  There was time, kids, when news was actually printed in ink on a refined paper product that required hand delivery to your home.  Either that, or you could purchase it from a mechanical metal box on the street corner.

Check out the fourth photo of Mount Pony at the edge of town– this is something my friend pointed out to me.  (I know you can hardly see it — the picture is blurry because taken from a moving car.)

Until nearly the end of the Cold War, this was a 140,00-square-foot, federally operated “continuity of government” facility, housing people underground and designed to keep our government going in the event of a nuclear war. There were dormitories, food supplies and wells, protected from blasts and radiation by steel-reinforced concrete and lead shutters — it even had an indoor pistol-range and a helipad.  There were also just billions of dollars housed there by the Federal Reserve, to jump-start a post-apocalyptic economy.

It was decommissioned in 1992, and was bought in 2007 by the David and Lucile Packard Foundation. It’s now a national film archive operated by the Library of Congress, with more than 6 million pieces of original film and television artifacts.  (Apparently old film stock can be dangerous to store, because it’s extremely flammable?)  It’s open to the public, and has its own theater that screens classic films for free  — it even has an organ that ascends to the screen when the theater shows silent films.  The Library of Congress has a running schedule right here:

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That sounds pretty damn cool.  I’ve been dying to see a bunch of silent films I’ve never seen (particularly “Nosferatu” and “The Phantom of the Opera.”)  I might try to take a trip out there if they screen any such vintage movies around Halloween.  Because seeing classic horror films in an underground facility designed for the end of the world has got to be a unique experience.

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My review of “American History X” (1998).

I’m blogging some of my past film reviews on Facebook — here is my review two years ago of “American History X.”

*****

It was a weird coincidence for me watching “American History X” (1998) last night.  I’d borrowed it from the library over a week ago on my friend Lisa Bennett Chesser’s recommendation; well before Wade Michael Page went on a shooting spree in a Wisconsin Sikh temple.  (The Neo-nazis in this film even rally to white power music, as Page is said to have done.)

I’m glad I watched this.  It’s a good, smart, enjoyable film.  I learned from it.

I’d really rather not discuss its social or political messages on my wall.  One glance at an online discussion of this movie shows that they’re divisive and often ugly.  (There are even ongoing debates about which gangs or groups should rightly be called “Skinheads,” and which are racist.)  I’m just not in the mood for controversy this morning.   I’d rather just tell you what I thought about AHX as a film.

This movie had a lot of great things going for it, but two things stood out in particular.  The first was Edward Norton’s tour de force performance.  I’ve liked Norton elsewhere, like “Red Dragon,” where he was good.  Here, he’s phenomenal.   He’s goddam frightening as Neo-nazi Derek.  (He reminded me of Bill Moseley’s turn as “Otis Driftwood” in “House of 1,000 Corpses.”)  Then we see him as a redeemed man.  Then, through flashbacks, he’s made even more human and three-dimensional, as we see a sensitive young teenager traumatized by the death of his father.  Norton was so damned good that I still seem to have trouble believing that the same actor played all three roles.  I don’t pretend to be a film expert; reviews like this are just a hobby.  But I think I know great acting when I see it, and this was great acting.

The second was a really smart script.  Again, I learned from this.  I always assumed that Neo-nazis were poorly educated nuts from the fringes of society.  As it turns out, they actually do have an ideology, albeit a horrible and misguided one.  This movie makes a very smart move in scripting Derek and his younger brother as “brilliant” students, who articulate facts and motivations for doing odious things.  Listening to Derek’s tirades (including one cringe-inducing scene at a dinner-table) actually sheds light on what motivates the characters’ real-life counterparts.

Only two small things occurred to me that made this film a little less perfect than so many others have claimed it to be.  First, this movie doesn’t even know the meaning of subtlety.  Its message and delivery were so heavy handed that it was almost an ABC afterschool special.  We even have an overly convenient framing device – Derek’s adulating brother, Danny (played wonderfully by Edward Furlong), is asked by an African American history teacher to write a report on Derek’s life.  The superior film, “Crash” (2004,) for example, handled racism with a hell of a lot more finesse and surprises.

Second, one character arc was way too quick and implausible.  After one conversation with his redeemed older brother, Danny also disavows the Neo-nazi movement?  After years of propaganda and socialization by the group?  I’m not so sure a disturbed, fascist teenager can be deprogrammed so easily.  Did anyone else who saw this movie wonder about this as well?

Still, this was a great film.  I’d give it a 9 out of 10.  One final note – the ending quote by Abraham Lincoln was just beautiful.  I’d actually heard only snippets of it sampled by films before – once in “Apocalypse Now” and once in “X2: X-Men United.”  It’s better in its entirety.

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I have mastered the camouflage of the alien “Predator.”

I did.  And I have the photograph to prove it.

Observe.  The first photo is of me at Shenandoah National Park, climbing Stony Man Mountain over Labor Day weekend.  The second and third photos are of 20th Century Fox’s eponymous film monster, bane of alien xenomorphs the galaxy over.  YOU CAN SEE THAT THE TECHNOLOGY IS THE SAME.

Or … similar, maybe.  I am still not sure how the hell I pulled this off.  (It was supposed to be a normal picture taken by one of my old classmates.)  I suspect my camouflage results from the fact that I am so skinny that light can actually travel THROUGH me under certain conditions.  And it is fueled by the power of nerd.

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I took a wrong turn on my way to the Mary Washington College Reunion!

And that’s why I wasn’t there.  I should have been concerned when the alums I did connect with in Virginia kept sipping their beers, concealing their laughter and leading me repeatedly to roads that led consistently UP.

Anyway, if you DO live in Virginia, did you see me waving?  I’m pretty sure I could see roughly 65 percent of the state from where I was standing.

Seriously, though — this was my birthday trip to Stony Man Mountain in Shenandoah National Park.  It was unforgettable.  The beauty of the Commonwealth was the perfect balm for the knowledge that I am one year older.

The Stony Man Trail is actually a pretty easy hike, even though the peak is the second highest along the Blue Ridge Mountains’ Skyline Drive.

To clarify some of the content of the below photos:

1)  In the second picture, the ONLY reason that I look so skinny is that the mountains are big by comparison.  It’s physics.  Yeah.

2)  Note the sign at the park visitor center.  One of my friends was totally jonesing for that woefully absent blackberry ice cream, which apparently is part of the park’s fame.  (He was talking about it on the way up.)  It must be good, if the park actually has to post a sign apologizing for running out.  The next time I see the mountains, I am going to have to get some myself just to see what the fuss is about.

3)  Spot the face in the inside of the tree.  And what is it?  A portion of my friends will call “Ent” immediately; others will name Cthulhu or one of his minions.  The inside of a tree can serve as a thematic apperception test.

4)  We met an extremely friendly mountain man in the wilds who was kind enough to let us stay in his home.  (It was surprisingly stately.)  He even had a copy of my book on his mantle, next to a happy, meditating dog statue.  (I see what you did there, man.)

I loved the trip.  If you visit Virginia, treat yourself.  The hike is easier than you think, and you need to experience this at least once.

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My review of “The Amazing Spider-Man” (2012)

I’m blogging some of the film reviews I’ve done on Facebook:

*****

Did we really need a reboot of the Spider-Man films after Sam Raimi’s great run? Probably not.  “Spider-Man 2” (2004) was one of the greatest comic book movies of all time, and even the problematic “Spider-Man 3” (2007) wasn’t nearly as bad as its many detractors said.  Besides, superhero stories are serial by nature, there’s no need to stick to a trilogy.  Why not just let Raimi, Tobey Maguire and Kirsten Dunst continue to do their thing?  (I never realized how much I liked Dunst as Mary Jane until she was absent.)

Because of the Christopher Nolan “Batman” films, that’s why.  “The Amazing Spider-Man” (2012) is an obvious (and unnecessary) attempt by Columbia Pictures to give Marvel Comics’ flagship character the Nolan treatment.  IMDB.com even states that the filmmakers credit “Batman Begins” (2005) as an influence.

With all of that said, though, “The Amazing Spider-Man” is actually a pretty good movie – I’d give it an 8 out of 10.  It doesn’t match the charm, humor and sense of fun that Raimi and co, brought us; Peter Parker and Aunt May here and not as likable or relatable.  (But Martin Sheen is awesome as ever as Uncle Ben.)

But Andrew Garfield is funny and talented, and he does a great job.  This movie actually IS truer to the comics that I remember.  Garfield’s great line delivery finally gives us the wise-cracking Peter Parker Maguire couldn’t pull off.   And the Spider-Man I remember from my school days wasn’t quite the vulnerable wallflower that we’ve seen in the Raimi films – especially when thrown into the mix with characters like Wolverine or The Punisher.

This is definitely an edgier, grittier Spider-Man story.  He gets hurt.  He bleeds.   The script is slick, smart, understated and obviously aimed at a more adult audience.  There’s good sci-fi villain who is rendered wonderfully by CGI; he makes the Green Goblin seem silly by comparison.  And the action sequences were damned good – we get some great, wicked-cool fight choreography that seems true to the character and even reminded me a little of great comic book fight movies like “Blade” (1998).

This reboot does suffer a bit from the superfluous and laborious re-telling of Spider-Man’s origin story.   How many people are unaware that Peter Parker was bitten by a radioactive and/or genetically modified spider?  How much more exciting would it be to see Spidey fight, oh, say, Carnage?

All in all, this was a decent movie.  To enjoy it, you just sort of have to take it on its own terms instead of comparing it to Raimi’s flicks.

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Godspeed to American forces and their Allies abroad.

Thank you for your skill, commitment, courage and service.  The people you protect are grateful, and far safer for your efforts.

Thanks also to the professionals in the American intelligence community.  I am privileged to be good friends with a couple of them.  (I was a reporter in Virginia for years.)  Forget what Hollywood tells us — they want nothing more than to protect their country from harm, and are among the kindest and most idealistic people I know.  And, believe me, even if they can’t say much about it, right now they are working their asses off.

E PLURIBUS UNUM.

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My review of “[REC] 3: Genesis”

I’m blogging some of the movie reviews I’ve done in the past on Facebook.

Please don’t let this somewhat negative review dissuade you from watching the first two films in the [REC]” franchise — they were fantastic.  And, in retrospect, maybe my rundown here was a little too critical.  This could be a fun and campy throwaway horror film.

*****

“[REC]: 3: Genesis” was a disappointingly average entry into an otherwise fantastic series of Spanish horror films.  The first two “[REC]” movies were among the scariest I’ve ever seen, and maybe even more frightening than “The Exorcist.”  But the third simply has little in common with its predecessors, and deserves a 4 out of 10 at best.

Gone is the deadly serious story, the found-footage style, the kinetic action and shadowy setting.  This movie inexplicably abandons everything that put Spain on the map for modern zombie cinema.

This is a campy horror-comedy with more than a little slapstick and goofy setups – almost like an entry into “The Evil Dead” franchise.  Even the infected “zombies” seem like very different monsters here and, compared with the first two films, we actually see less of them.   The supernatural nature of the virus – a minor story annoyance “[REC]” and “[REC] 2” – was more prominent here, to the movie’s detriment.  Who the hell made all these creative decisions?!

Parts were even disjointed and confusing.  (And I’m not alone here – one glance at the imdb.com message boards shows that there were many, many people disappointed with this movie – which looked incredible it its trailers.)

The movie was partially redeemed by a new and creative setting, and an intense and unexpected ending.  (Wow.)

But let’s hope the planned “[REC] 4: Apocalypse” sees fruition and is a return to form.

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Blogging my only review of a “Doctor Who” episode. Because I’m a masochist.

And I enjoy the sheer antipathy that is inevitably inspired by any criticism of this show (or, God forbid, actor David Tennant).

No, seriously — I actually really liked the horrorish episode, “Blink,” with the weeping angels.  I’m running this for my old friend David Bozic, who, it turns out, is another devoted “Whovian.”

Here’s the review I did on Facebook maybe two years ago:

*****

Doctor Who generally isn’t my thing.  But I have friends who are really diehard … “Whovians?”  Is that what they call themselves? And Alex Tirado-Snyder finally talked me into watching a particularly good episode – Season 3’s “Blink.”

I wasn’t disappointed.  This is actually a great little horror story, and you can enjoy it even if you’re unacquainted with the bizarre (and poorly delineated, in my opinion) rules for this unique sci-fi universe.  It honestly reminds me of something that Stephen King might have written, albeit for a general tv audience.  I was genuinely creeped out by the story’s adversaries, which I won’t describe because of spoilers.  The repeated line of “Don’t blink!” along with the episode’s closing shots, were nice and frightening.

It’s also a damned cool time-travel story – if you’re patient and pay attention, you’ll see that it works.  Carey Mulligan is a really good actress in a lead guest role, and parts of the story (featuring characters displaced in time) are pretty poignant.  I’m not sure this episode really merits its Hugo Award, but it was still a good watch.  I’d recommend it.  Thanks, Alex.

It’s easy to see why this widely venerated show has such a devoted fanbase.  It’s fun and quirky and smart.  Still, I can’t say that this franchise is quite my thing.  I feel the same why about this as I do about Joss Whedon’s work.  I know it’s well made, but it’s too high-camp for me.  Also … I can’t explain this, but David Tennant just gets on my nerves.  I remember being turned off by him in his role in 2011’s “Fright Night” remake.  I don’t know why … is he too chipper?  Too manic?  Is there an androgynous quality about him that I find unsettling?  There’s something about him that suggests an overeager British schoolboy that won’t shut up and just won’t leave you alone.  Whatever.  I’m sure the problem is me.  He’s a very good actor, and of course he’s well suited for this role.

Postscript: I had a lot of fun with this story because it brought back something from my childhood.  In the long ago pre-internet days when I was 11 years old, the kids on the street would huddle under Jason Huhn’s porch on summer nights and tell ghost stories.  I made up a monster a little like the one in this story, and it scared my best friend Shawn because I portrayed him as the victim.  He tried to make me stop telling the story, but the other kids insisted I continue.  He got pretty agitated.  So I was kind of a jerk when I was a kid, too, sort of.

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Nobody reads my review of “24’s” past season.

But my review of a Disney princess film that came out seven years ago gets 27 Facebook shares.

You people mystify me.