You have no idea how horrified I am to realize that we're FOUR DAYS into the greatest time of the year and I haven't done a thing to acknowledge it. Sure, there are candy corn crumbs dripping out of my mouth and slowly eroding my teeth as I type and yes, I've crunched through some fall leaves and tightened the scarf around my neck but my office is nowhere near being appropriately decorated, my costume not remotely decided, and my annual viewing of Halloween III far from sil-VER sham-rocking its way onto my television.
You might say I'm a tad stressed.
This silly thing called LIFE, you see, has been trick or treating its way into daily and weekly being like it has some right to exist or something. There are these things called 'best friends' who have the nerve to do this thing called 'getting married,' and as a result I have to, can you believe it, do actual STUFF that takes away from such life-affirming medicine as watching and writing about horror movies. For shame, me. For. Shame.
Luckily the world will slowly return to its natural status, meaning my feet will be freed from those torture devices known as high heels and my fingers will surrender their grasp on wine glasses long enough to instead work hard at typing (or just clutching a pumpkin beer). October here at the Doll's House will mostly be a month like any other (i.e., filled with talk on the good and tragically bad of cinema) but note that other bloggers are working harder at capturing the true essence of orange and black. The esteemed Mattsuzaka returns with Chucktober over at Chuck Norris Ate My Baby, while the venerable Vicar of VHS tackles a film a day over at Mad Mad Mad Mad Movies and my good pal Zach tackles the devil himself THIRTEEN TIMES over at The Lightning Bugg’s Lair. On the audio end, ShowShow is gathering up the coffee and Ritalin for another round of the Spooktacular, wherein Miles, Katie & Co. put out a podcast EVERY DAY. Stay tuned for what will be their epic discussion of a few Doll's House favorites, including the unofficial winner of February's Attack of the Shorties, Unborn Sins!
Oh and there are MOVIES! A few of my favorite new independent films are hitting DVD shelves near you (or your computer). Barbara Stepansky's fine feminine ghost story (of sorts) Fugue is now available for purchase from iTunes, Amazon, or the film’s official website. I reviewed it last year for Rogue Cinema and found it to be absolutely excellent all around with strong performances and unique storytelling. You can learn more about director Stepansky by reading our interview from last year or take the audio route by listening to my good pal Cortez the Killer’s Planet of Terror Podcast, where Ms. Stepansky guested on Episode 4.
Also on its way is Seve Schelenz’s SKEW, an eerie found footage saga with some truly chilling moments and breezy streaming availability on Netflix. I also reviewed SKEW for Rogue Cinema a few months back and found it had an effectively chilly atmosphere that would work quite well on a crisp autumn evening. For more info, take a gander at my interview with Mr. Schelenz or just add it to your queue and save it for a quiet night.
Lastly, this being October, it's my annual chance to remind you all that the time has come to clear out some weekends for the convention circuit! In two weeks, Rock 'n Shock hits Worchester, MA, which means so do I. Expect to see such luminaries as my GleeKast cohostess Erica, The Podcast Podcast's Fozziebare, Buried In a Book Crypt's Ashlee, and the Outside the Cinema team roaming the floors. As always, I can't wait, then I get sad when it's over, but then comfort myself with the knowledge that one month later, I get the massively epic HorrorHound Weekend to invade Cincinnati. If you're planning on attending either convention, shoot me an email for some coordinated dance-offs.
So while that doesn’t get me any closer to knowing who or what I’ll be in 27 days, it’s a start. After all, there’s only...
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