When I heard Metallica were teaming up with Lou Reed to do an album, I thought “Oh great, another twist of the knife.” But then I watched their performance together at the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame playing Velvet Underground tunes and couldn’t fathom why they aren’t collectively twisting the knife on themselves instead. Hari Kari would be entirely appropriate after this embarassment. But they’re going through with this dishonorable and shameful project anyway and it’s now got a title and release date. The album is called “Lulu” and is expected on November 1st. I, for one, anxiously await it’s arrival. You know: schadenfreude and all that.
Monthly Archives: August 2011
Scientists at Harvard are reverse engineering chicken DNA to make dinosaurs. Well, sort of. But they can’t actually hatch the part-dino embryos because of some ethics restrictions. Why is hatching a genetically altered chicken with an alligator-like snout an ethical problem?
One day, while old-fashioned country lawyer Chris Cleek is out hunting, he comes across a woman in the woods. She’s filthy, dressed in rags. He watches her catch a fish from a stream, which she proceeds to eat raw. A feral savage. Of course, as any red-blooded American male would do, Chris captures her, chains her up in a cellar, and announces to his wife and kids that they’re going to all work together to civilize her. Wait, most men wouldn’t do that at all! Underneath the family man facade, there’s something very, very wrong with this guy…
But the real star is the titular woman, played by Pollyanna Mcintosh. She’s ferocious. And while she’s used and abused through most of the film, we never doubt that she’s going to take great pleasure in a spectacularly brutal revenge.
This is a fairly low-budget flick, and some of the actor’s chops are a bit weak, but a good storyline, some fun surprises, and copious bloodletting keep it interesting throughout. There’s supposed to be a message about violence against women here, but I find it hard to believe any hardcore feminists will appreciate it in the face of all the violence against women. So yeah, it’s offensive. And sick. But those are perfectly good criteria for a Cinema of Doom recommendation. Watch it with The Woman you love.
Life. It gets in the way sometimes, what can I say? A tragic and precarious medical situation in the extended family, transportation failures, money shortages, and the hunt for full-time work have all sprung up at once, so my mind’s elsewhere at the moment. Sorry about that. But The Doom is not dead; only sleeping. Please stand by…