Beneath the Veneer

 

Came across this via The House Next Door.  Photographers Yves Marchand and Romain Meffre have a beautiful photo essay called The Ruins of Detroit, which sublimely captures the juxtaposition of the neglect of Detroit amidst a burgeoinging revitalization process.  The pictures are stunning.

They also have two other equally captivating photo essays to peruse, one on the industrial vestiges of East Germany, and the other on forgotten theaters in America.  It's rare that a picture will so immediately grab my attention, but these all did it.

Note to Self

Bring an extra pair of pants the next time you're confronted by literally dozens of cleaver and pitchfork wielding zombies.  And don't cry like a little girl so much...you'll wake the baby.

Although the majority of my Xbox 360 playing is done solo, my brother (who lives in Florida) and I try to find as much time as possible to run through co-op games via Xbox Live.  The past few weeks saw a slew of Gears of War 2 Horde activity, but over the weekend we decided based on great word of mouth to pick up and play Resident Evil 5 together - the first version to carry a complete co-op campaign.

I won't go into plot details - to be frank, after five minutes of playing I couldn't remember anything about the story except that we were supposed to find this guy Irving for some reason.  But if you've seen any of the films or played the previous games you know the score:  the nasty Umbrella Corporation has unleashed some wicked virus that turned people into zombies and other bizarre, Japanese anime/porn-inspired creepiness (it's a Capcom game, after all).  Resident Evil 5 takes the claustrophobic, dark action of the series and moves it up to Africa, taking place mostly in broad daylight.

Well, within the first 10 minutes of play a scene very similar to the above image takes place:  you and your partner are trapped in a shed with dozens of fast running zombies pour into from the doors and windows, hacking and chopping and biting everything in sight.  After about 15 seconds of this I started screaming into the headset, "This is bullshit!  Holy Crap!   Jesus Christ!  Out of ammo...OUT OF AMMO!!"

I'm not saying he did, but if my brother did indeed wet his pants it was due to all the laughing at my schoolgirl squeals of terror.

Awesome game experience so far.  Can't wait to continue.

Book #7: Shambling Towards Hiroshima

Re-posted from my post on Un:Bound

By now it's a given that the original GODZILLA (or GOJIRA in its native Japan) film is, besides a monster movie, a commentary on the dropping of the Atomic Bomb as well as a warning on the general danger of nuclear threats. Countless sequels, cartoons, and remakes have diluted that message so much it was going to take a string hand to lift it out again and return the story of the hulking lizard back to the land of allegory where it belongs.

James Morrow, celebrated author of the Godhead Trilogy (one of my personal favorite series in any genre) manages to do just that, in a short novella no less. Shambling Towards Hiroshima is a love-letter to the crazy Hollywood "monster" films of the 40s and 50s, an alternate history for the genesis of Gojira as a result of WWI military planning, and a search for some fundamental truths behind the destruction and fallout in Hiroshima. The story moves quickly in pacing and in styles, going from comical to seriousness, from Hollywood to Baltimore, and from farce to dangerously serious anti-war matter, never once feeling forced or contrived, a credit that applies to all of Morrow's works.

The basic plot revolves around Syms Thorley, an actor molded after Boris Karloff or Lon Chaney, best known for his monster work in such films as the Corpuscula series. He's contacted by the military to take part in a top-secret experiment nick-named the Knickerbocker project. The purpose of the project is to convince Japan to surrender the war. The deterrent? Genetically engineered, gigantic fire-breathing lizards that will be released along the Japanese coasts to wreak havoc. Due to the enormous collateral damage, the US wants to stage a demonstration for the Japanese emissaries, using a mock-up of Tokyo and, you guessed it: a man dressed up in a suit that replicates the hideous real-life monsters created by the government. Thorley's the perfect candidate: a lifetime of mummy and Frankenstein roles has perfect his "shambling" technique, and the money's too good to pass up.

Morrow weaves in a fantastic cast of real life film people to assist in the military project, including James Whale, director of FRANKENSTEIN and Willis O'Brien, who brought the original '33 KING KONG to life. But the real meat of the novella resides in the present life of Syms Thorley, locked in his Baltimore hotel and contemplating suicide for reasons that the novel makes clear.

Shambling Towards Hiroshima is fast, fun, but ultimately more serious than you would first think. If you want to hear more about it straight from the horse's mouth, Morrow was recently featured on John Scalzi's ongoing "The Big Idea" feature. You can check it out here.

1-2 Suckerpunch

The 48 hours that made up this past weekend was lovingly split 50/50 between my wife and I, screaming and vomiting with a stomach virus that felt like it came directly from the devil (me=Saturday, her=Sunday).  Thankfully the Boy seems to have been spared, although it was his sad fate to have heard Daddy screaming and puking in the bathroom next to his bedrooom with a volume ususally reserved for rock concerts.

Everyone seems to be getting over it now - sore rib cages, weak legs and a sour stomach are the orders for the day.  So before trekking off to the rest of the workday, a small list of thanks to the things that helped pass the time:

  • Season 12 of South Park, especially "The China Problem"
  • James Morrow's Shambling Toward Hiroshima
  • Lemon/Lime Gatorade (properly shaken to activate the magical electrolytes)
  • The Boy, who thankfully slept until 8 AM both days, giving us a brief but wonder morning reprieve

 Back later when biological functions have returned to a normalized state.