• going away

    The preparations for the London/Japan jaunt have sapped my ability to post anything meaningful on this journal. I hate posting something just for the sake of it, and I’m not a “what I had for breakfast” type of blogger (muesli, strawberries, and yoghurt). Since I’ll be away for just over three weeks there’s a lot to do, including learning a little bit of Japanese. I’m accruing a phrase or two every day, which is pretty good since I find it difficult to master another language. The Worldcon programme is online now, and I’m scheduled on a few panels. I’m very much looking forward to reuniting with old friends and meeting…

  • djs and bounty hunters

    Ray Rahmey has a useful discourse on the difference between showing and telling. It’s aimed at prose writing, but it’s easy to translate the advice to screenwriting. I saw two films recently that had great moments in them, but failed overall (in my opinion) to deliver a coherent story. First up: It’s all gone Pete Tong. For the American readers “Pete Tong” is slang for “wrong”, and there is a double meaning because of the subject of the film. The film is half-mockumentary and half-drama about a fictional DJ called Frankie Wilde (Paul Kaye) and his adventures in Ibiza–the centre of the dance Empire. It’s booze, coke, girls, music videos…

  • magnifique

    I finished the re-writes on the story I wrote earlier in the month and I’ve sent it out to a market. I have to keep rolling the dice. I watched the terrific low-budget French horror film, Maléfique (2002), today. I saw the film originally at the London horror film festival, FrightFest a number of years ago, where the director, Eric Valette, gave a Q&A afterwards. The film made a lasting impression on me, so I was delighted it got a DVD release. The lads behind FrightFest have shown considerable foresight and have established their own DVD label, FrightFest Presents. Maléfique is the second title in their catalogue of horror flicks.…

  • ’tis the season to watch movies, tra la la la la la la la la

    Last night a friend of mine asked me what was my favourite Christmas movie. Before I continue, however, I have to explain something about my taste preferences. I’m not a Christmas person. I know plenty of people who adore the holidays, and get a real kick out of decking their house in lights and decorations, dressing a Christmas tree, wrapping presents and writing cards. I’m not going to splutter “Bah, humbug,” at that attitude, but I don’t share the same level of enthusiasm. When I was asked about my favourite Christmas movie I did have an answer because it was a question I had contemplated that very day. My response…