Packages make me very, very happy, especially when they are from Amazon.com. The one that arrived yesterday had the above beauty inside, along with The Changeling (the George C. Scott one, of course) on DVD, and the novels Candles Burning, The Amulet, and The Winter Vault. All are horror related except for the last - a book by Anne Michaels, a Canadian poet and author whose novel Fugitive Pieces and books of poetry had a profound and life changing effect on me. This is only her second novel and I have waited 13 years for it. (Please note I have no intentions of seeing the film they made from the book Fugitive Pieces because I believe it is not an experience that can be translated to film.)
I read about The Pleasure And Pain of Cult Horror Films in the latest edition of Rue Morgue Magazine. I've linked the title to its Amazon page for a description because I figured they'd do a better job than me. I am so looking forward to curling up with a different essay each night before bed. Hopefully they will bring nightmares. :)
I adore my copy of The Changeling on VHS (as evidenced by this month's blog header). Something about that fuzzy, colors-going-wonky at times, scratchy images that I find mesmerizing. For me, horror before 1990 is best experienced on VHS. But Pumpkinrot and I got to talking and wondering what a nice, clean copy of the movie would look like. Think of the details that would pop out...things I've missed in my countless viewings of the tape. So, we ordered it. No extras on it which is a bummer, but no surprise. At least it's wide screen. And it only cost, brand new, $5.98. I was happy and insulted at the same time.
Candles Burning is a novel that Tabitha King finished when the original author (and my latest literary obsession) Michael McDowell died. The Amulet is also by Mr. McDowell whose genre is Southern Gothic Horror (which is also my genre). I first read The Elementals (which sports one of the best paperback covers ever) by him and loved it so much that I have decided to read every single one of his works. I just finished Cold Moon Over Babylon. I've many more titles to go and will be so sad the day I finish his body of work.
I won't write about Fugitive Pieces here as it isn't horror...though it is in a very fundamental way. But the main reason I won't is because it would be too complex, too personal, and in all honesty something that is ultimately, for me, ineffable. Feel free to check it out on your own, but do remember that engaging the written word is a highly subjective experience and it may not be to your liking.*
