Summer time reading and writing

 

Happy Summer to you all! Now, just because the days are brighter and warmer, there is no reason to give up reading. Pack away your winter coats, not your books! Like to go to the beach? Then by all means, bring your book and read in the sun. Read by the poolside. Read, read, read!

Now if I can only replace the word “read” with “write” and follow my own advice. Truth be told, the summer is getting in the way of my writing projects. Not that it’s being replaced with torturous activities. Quite the contrary! Warmer weather has ignited in me an inclination toward physical, outdoor activity. Bike riding, tennis, jogging. It’s time to exercise and lose some of this fat. At the same time, much maintenance is required to keep up the ol’ backyard. Lawn mowing, hedge trimming, fountain-filling (just go with this last one, okay? Thanks!). All of this activity has rewards in both “the doing” and “the done.” Then there are the social and recreational events. I have family visiting from Europe. In a few days, we are going on a two week vacation. We’re gonna have us some fun!

So please forgive me if you don’t hear from me very much in the next several weeks. However, in addition to all these summer activities, I do have several author-like projects on the back-burners. The Fourth of July might be right around the corner, but it’s never too early to be thinking about Halloween! I’ve been thinkin’ up some nifty promotional ideas for my books Voices and The House Sitter I wanna’ crank these out at the end of summer, in preparation for the October frights! But as of right now, I’m still in the figurative drawing room, planning them out when I find the time. Also, I’ve been editing/rewriting a novel I had “completed” several years ago. As it turns out, it needed a lot of rework. Section by section, paragraph by paragraph, I am doing the necessary rewrites. It’s a daunting task but someone has to do it!  I still haven’t decided on a title, but for now I am calling it “The House of Haunted Light.”

And this brings this article to full circle. No matter how busy I am, no matter how much of my writing time is compromised, I ALWAYS find amble time for reading. Right now I am reading two books: a classic novel by Nathaniel Hawthorne (House of the Seven Gables) and an indie novel by horror author Michael Bray (Whisper: Whisper Trilogy Book 1). I read everywhere: inside our den, outside on the patio. On the train or at a performance (between breaks). If I can read while simultaneously enjoying the summer, so can you! And if you need help deciding what to read, I think I can recommend a book or two for ya!

 

Review of The Changeling

ChanglingCoverGeorge C Scott portrays John Russell, a grieving widower that rents a historical mansion where things go “bump in the night.” Truthfully, it’s more of a “bang”, but it’s no less creepy. Searching to begin anew after tragically losing his family, Russell, a music composer, accepts a teaching job at university. With a new job comes a new life, new acquaintances – and a new home. New and scary. He has no idea what experiences are waiting for him; what mysteries he will help to unravel in The Changeling 

Most of the scares come from sounds, and effectively so. In the tradition of The Haunting, loud disturbances haunt the rooms and halls. Joining the audible haunts are the ghostly cries of a young child. The background music is quite chilling as well. But there are plenty of terrifying images to accompany these sounds and cries. These are largely the ghostly recreations of tragedies past. In one scene in particular, a ghost submerged in water cries for help; his cries rise to the surface in bubbles. This scene is an example of awesome editing and creative synchronization of visuals and sound. In another scene, a locket and chain rise up from the soil of a well like a slithering snake. A decent scene indeed!

The drawback of this film has to do with the back-and-forth change in scenery. Just when the viewer is settling into the dark and chilling atmosphere of this dark house, the scene awkwardly changes to a busy street on a bright morning of another day. Too much time is spent solving mysteries outside of the house rather than in the very heart of the haunting.

However the overall story is good and the resolution – the reason this film is called “The  the-changeling-1980Changeling” is intriguing indeed.   This isn’t the best haunted house film out there but it has its redeeming moments. It is definitely worth seeing.

 

 

 

 

Review of The Conjuring 2

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Demonologists Ed and Lorraine Warren heed their call and once again come to the aid of a family that is plagued by evil spirits. This time, their call takes them across the ocean. They pack their bags and leave their New England home, bound for “Old” England, where they are to investigate a phenomenon that has been described as “London’s Amityville.” The Hodgson household consists of a single mother, her four children, and one or two unwanted presences. Will the Warrens be able to rid their home of these unwanted guests? And, more specifically, will they be able to help Janet Hodgson – the young girl who frequently becomes possessed by this evil? Go see The Conjuring 2 and these questions will be answered. Until then, read the rest of this article for informative tidbits and opinions.

Oh good, you listened to me and continued reading. Let’s begin with some background information. For those new to The Conjuring series, the reoccurring characters of Ed and Lorraine Warren are based on a real married couple that investigated paranormal phenomenon back in the 1970’s and 80’s. According to wikipedia, the Warrens claimed to have investigated over 10,000 cases of “actual” or “potential” of supernatural activity. Does this mean that we should settle in for 10,000 movies? Probably not – that’s overkill. But the Warren case files have spawned several movies, including both Conjuring movies. The first film is based on the 1971 Perron Family case – ghosts and or/demons haunt the Rhode Island home of this poor family (click here to read my review of The Conjuring). This second film is based on the Enfield Poltergeist case, which documents moving furniture, overturned chairs and levitating children. The film shows all this and so much more. Other films loosely related to the Warrens are AnnabelleThe Haunting in Connecticut, and The Amityville Horror. While there are no references to the Warrens in The Haunting in Connecticut and Amityville Horror, The Conjuring 2 opens with Ed and Lorraine investigating the Amityville House after The Lutz’s have fled. In order to determine if there is an evil presence associated with the house, Lorraine uses her skills as a medium to experience the horrific murders that claimed the lives of The Defeos –the family that lived in the house before The Lutz’s. From the killer’s perspective, she comes to understand what happened that fateful evening while uncovering a clue she does not yet understand, for it is a clue that is linked to things that would occur later in the Hodgson house. This opening sequence is brutal, chilling and captivating all at the same time.

So, what did I think of the rest of the movie? Before I get into that, let me be honest about the-conjuring-2certain biases on my part. First, I prefer the ghosts and demons of films and literature to be somewhat elusive; their origins speculative, their nature not limited to the narrow parameters of “good” and “evil”. The spirits of The Conjuring films are evil demons as defined by the Bible. Adhering to tradition of well-known demon lore, we assume they will take possession of someone, mostly likely a young woman. We suppose that the possessed victim will at some point rant in a guttural, inhuman voice. We expect the demons to get a little testy when confronted with a crucifix – the symbol of “goodness.” All of these assumptions, suppositions, and expectations come true. Second, I favor unhurried and carefully crafted atmospheres of disturbances to the flashy and loud jump scares. Creepy over shocking, I say! The Conjuring 2 has a lot of jump scares for sure, more than its predecessor. For these reasons, it is doubtful that any films of The Conjuring series will make it to the top of my preferences list.

All this being said, The Conjuring 2 is a decent film with plenty of scares for everyone. While the film relies heavily on “jump scares”, they are done effectively and creatively. A person or object is on one side of the room and then suddenly, there s/he/it is right before the camera and this “jump” is unexpected. The ghosts and demons in this film manifest in scary forms. If you are the type of person that wants to see the phantoms that are doing the haunting, you will not be disappointed. And overall, the acting is good, the characters are sympathetic, and there are some touching moments outside of the realms of the scare factor.

I’ll let you be the judge as to what’s “true” about this film. In my opinion, it is fiction based on fabrications of truth. Ah but who am I? Maybe the events portrayed in this film are very real for some of you. If so, great – all the more reason to be scared. And isn’t that why we see horror movies in the first place – to be scared?

 


 

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Review of Terror in the Haunted House (My World Dies Screaming)

 

terror_in_haunted_house_poster_02Let’s begin with the first several moments of the film. It begins with hypnotic spirals overlaid by the text “The first picture in Psycho Rama – The Fourth Dimension –Subliminal Communication.”

Next there is an establishing shot of a three-story house. Credits are rising in the air! (Likewise, according to the rock band Rush, “the sigh of Eth is rising in the air”. Check it out here! ) Then, ‘she’ speaks. She the narrator – she that is sharing her nightmare with us. It is a reoccurring dream of an old house that “stands like a moldering tombstone.” The camera zooms in on the front door. It opens on its own accord.  We the viewers enter, trespassing further into her nightmare.

Up the stairs we follow the unseen camera. Old portraits hang on the walls. Another door opens and we see a stairway leading to an attic. The narrator is very worried about what’s up there. Stairwell curtains dance to the whims of a draft. Scary. Terror! The hypnotic spirals return.  She screams!

That’s about as far as we need to go. Anybody who starts watching this film can stop at this point.  The rest of the film is an exercise in “suck-o-rama.”

Alright, fine, here’s some more info. It turns out that this nightmare house really exists, so the husband/boyfriend/whothehellcares guy takes this freaked out wife/girlfriend/Iforget woman to the house and they stay in it, seeking to unveil any clues as to why she keeps having this dream. This might have been her childhood house, I don’t recall, but trust me; it’s not worth remembering these details. The rest of the film is all talk and screaming.

Talk-Talk-Talk-Talk “EEEEEEEE!”  Talk-Talk-Talk-Talk  “EEEEEEEE!”

 

The mystery (none), the twists (yawn) the revelations (oh.) – all are smashed claustrophobically into the dialogue.  Every fifteen minutes or so, she the main character is screaming at something: a shadow, a mouse, a mirror, a clown, a hairpin, a can of soup. Okay, most of the preceding scares I made up. I don’t remember or care what she screamed about. All I remember was that it was annoying as hell. But these audile annoyances are soothing interludes when compared to the eye-irritating “visuals” that these filmmakers thought would be so innovative to flash on the screen. Yes, this is the “Pyscho Rama” – The “Fourth Dimension”,  the “Subliminal Communication”

Every so often, images of cartoonish faces flash on the screen. Here are some examples captured from the film:

 

They come and go in the blink of an eye, disturbing our sensitive corneas. They’re as welcome as flying pests at a picnic. What were the filmmakers hoping to achieve with these… things?  I personally have no idea. They didn’t frighten me.  And no, I don’t believe in “subliminal communication.” I did not succumb to mind control and I’m quite certain that I did not open my subconscious mind to demonic possession by absorbing the content within these annoying flickers.  Back in the 80s, certain pastors tried to tell me that whenever I would listen to the song “Stairway to Heaven”, a backwards message would enter my brain, rearrange itself to communicate “forwardly” to my subconscious and then deposit the damning words “Here’s to my sweet Satan” deep down in the bosom of my being. It was bunk then just as it was bunk thirty five years earlier in 1958, the year of this film’s release.

So – to recap. If you feel that you must  watch some of this film, set aside five minutes and watch the opening. It is a good opening. Enjoy the creepy mood but do your best to endure the “subliminal” flashes. There are at least two of them, maybe more, within these first five minutes. But that’s better than enduring ninety minutes of these incessant intrusions.

 

Ghostly Grounds: Explorations Outside of the Haunted Houses of Film and Literature

 

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What’s spookier than exploring the inside of a haunted house? Answer: exploring the outside of the same house. Okay, maybe touring the grounds isn’t any more frightful than tip-toeing through the bowels and guts of a house possessed. But the exterior environment can be pretty darn frightening as well. Consider a painting of a haunted house and its surrounding environment. A full moon looms in the sky above the roof. The sky is painted dark gray. Bats populate the canvas air. There are bare trees with gnarled branches. And there are graves. They surround the house.

I’m sure most of you have seen a painting or drawing that resembles the above description. If you are a fan of haunted houses (and I’m sure you are otherwise you wouldn’t be reading this) then I’m certain that what you saw was delightfully chilling. It’s all about the atmosphere, see?   Atmosphere establishes mood, and one must be in proper form before stepping inside a haunted house, even if such an entry occurs only in the imagination. A creepy, external background effectively prepares a person for admission. You must be respectfully fearful and giddy with gloom! A haunted house surrounded by rainbows, posies and a sun-shiny orange background is sacrilege, I tell you!

This article will explore the exterior environments that are found in many haunted houses of film and literature. Such mediums go beyond the flat scope of a painting. As such, the external environment offers so much more than a means to establish atmosphere, although it succeeds in that area as well. The outer environment can provide clues to the house’s history. Secrets are often buried somewhere on the grounds. Nature’s elements foreshadow events that are to come to pass.

Grab your coat and put on your hiking boots, for we are about to trespass across the grounds of your favorite haunted houses. I have divided our tour into five categories with each category being representative of a particular area of “scare.”    By no means are these categories all-inclusive; these groupings are not representative of every possible external arena of fright. But I believe they consist of the most common “attractions” that surround haunted houses. Anyway, let’s go to it!


 

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Rainstorms! Blizzards! Fog! Oh dear! Nature’s wrath can definitely chill an atmosphere. However, frightful weather can also be a sign. Protagonists are never in for a mundane evening if they happened to be trapped within a story that begins with “On a dark and stormy night.” James Whale’s The Old Dark House is the epitome of the “stormy night quip”

(originally penned by Edward Bulwer-Lytton) . Travelers struggle along dangerous roads. The rain storm is causing mudslides. They are forced to take shelter in The Old Dark House. Though the owners are accommodating, they are mighty strange.

While severe weather often causes travelers to stay in a house they would normally avoid, it also traps them inside these frightful places. The Torrances knew they would be confined inside the walls of The Overlook Hotel in Steven King’s The Shining. It was Jack’s job to care for the place during the blizzard season. Of course, we readers (and viewers of the Stanly Kubrick film) knew there would be more terror to come for this family than a simple outbreak of cabin fever.

Then here is fog. What of fog? Fog has a way of capturing the essence of the unknown. Within its smoky haze there exists something – but what? The fog is highly symbolic and continuative of the mysteries that hover about in the house. For instance, an important clue towards understanding the dynamics of the Stewart family materializes right out of the fog in Alejandro Amenabar’s The Others.  The clue is Mr. Stewart himself, who went off to war and never came back. But there he is, underneath those haunting vapors that never seem to cease. It seems that they forever surround the grounds of the Stewarts’ manor.

Now, how about a bog within a fog? Protagonists John and Carole hear someone trashing about in the bog but they cannot see it. This phantom thrasher is also the phantom haunter of The House on the Moor – a book by author William Meikle.


 Anything’s Game on a Haunted Terrain!

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Be careful where you tread! Watch where you put your feet, for the ground you step upon may be cursed. Take for instance The Amityville Horror house. The book claims that the site on which the house is built harbors evil. But what of the “finer” elements that make up the grounds, such as the grains of sand on a beach. Can’t get much finer than that! Normally, one does not think of a sandy beach as a location for a haunted house. But The Elementals by author Michael McDowell teaches us otherwise. (Earlier, did I say that haunted house stories that are set against a sun-shiny orange background are sacrilege? I did, didn’t I? Well…The Elemental house doesn’t count, hee hee hee!) Surrounded by ever encroaching sand dunes, the house struggles against a mound that dwarfs it. As the sand spills into house through the broken windows, it pours into disturbing formations.

Remember, anything’s game on a haunted terrain! If a house is haunted, chances are that its surrounding terrain is all spooked-up as well. A beach, a field, a canyon, a garden – beware! One of the haunted houses in Author Anya Allyn’s Paracosm: Bleath: The Hauntings overlooks fields of wheat. Within these fields there are ghosts, and portals to strange worlds. If you’re ever combing the outskirts of Hollywood, I’d stay clear of Coldheart Canyon. It is the canyon that surrounds the manor of silent film star Katya Lupi. Author Clive Barker has filled this canyon with abysmal creatures; creatures that were spawned from the coupling of spirits with animals. Now, how about gardens?  Paradises of greenery. There is such a garden in Author C.M. Saunder’s Sker House. The problem is, it isn’t always there. Just because you partook of its Eden-like charm once doesn’t mean you will find it again. You just might go mad trying to relocate it.


 

Little House in the Big Woods? – This ain’t for you, Laura Ingalls!

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Think of the countless legends involving magical forests. There are the forests of Lord of the Rings saga – populated with its elves and talking trees (Fine! “Ents!). How about the forest at the edge of Hogwarts in the Harry Potter series with its giant spiders and centaurs? Go back, way back, to the tales of Little Red Riding Hood and her encounters with the wolf as she hiked the woodsy trails to grandma’s house. Or how about Hansel and Gretel and the witch’s house they stumble upon in the woods? Perhaps the last tale best fits with the theme of this article – houses and the terrains that surround them.

True, “forests” can easily fit into the previous category of “terrains of terror”, but since there are so many stories of haunted houses within forests, I felt it deserved a category of its own. The forests of myth are giant ecosystems of the supernatural. Cut off from civilization, mystical beings and deadly forces can thrive with little notice or interference from the larger world. What of a small house or hut that sits somewhere in the middle of this vast woodland of spiritual chaos? It is doomed. Or rather, it is susceptible to all the haunting forces that breed amongst the trees. Director Sam Raimi’s Evil Dead 1 and 2 illustrates this phenomenon. True, the demons materialize via chants spoken from a book within the cabin in the woods. But as the main character Ash Williams points out “It lives…out in those woods”. What is the “it”? The “It” is the evil force that spawns the soul-possessing demons that take over the bodies of the cabin’s inhabitants. Don’t believe me? Run away from the cabin and see how well you fare with the trees. They just might…well, watch the movies!

Then there is the house that is at the center of the madness of the woods. It is the reservoir to which all the terror must flow. In the Blair Witch Project (From Daniel Myrick and Eduardo Sanchez) three hikers are hopelessly lost in the forest. One just ups and vanishes. The terror builds and builds until finally they encounter a creepy old house from which they never return.

Finally, there are wooded trails that are perhaps extensions of a house’s hauntings. Think of this haunting as a giant hand – it surrounds the house within its grip. But the hand is several times the size of the house. The fingers spill over into the trails of the forests, damning them with ghosts, demons and all kinds of unnatural beings. I go now to the novel The Haunting of Lake Manor Hotel (edited by Nathan Hystad). As its name implies, the hotel is the subject of this collection of thirteen stories. The lake is also a centerpiece of these tales. The surrounding woods collect the ghostly remains that wash ashore from the lake; that journey outside of the haunted hotel. Possessed with witches, talismans, and strange dishware that are labeled with the names of body parts, this forest is not for the faint of heart. In Scott Nicholson’s Creative Spirit , artists gather in a manor for a creative retreat. The manor is indeed haunted, and the ghostly activities flow from the house and onto the old wagon trails and wooded pathways.


 

                                        Bodies of Water (Or , perhaps, bodies in water)

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Ah water! Fluid by nature, it has so many properties. Thus it can be so many things. Look into its pooling mass and you can see yourself in its reflection. Maybe, just maybe, within this reflection lurks a truth that otherwise goes unseen to the unreflective eye. In Edgar Allen Poe’s The Fall of the House of Usher, the “House of Usher” as revealed by the pool’s reflection is telling, especially as it applies to the relationship of the owners of the estate, Roderick and Madeline Usher. Sparknotes.com sums it up best:

“Doubling spreads throughout the story. The tale highlights the Gothic feature of the doppelganger, or character double, and portrays doubling in inanimate structures and literary forms. The narrator, for example, first witnesses the mansion as a reflection in the tarn, or shallow pool, that abuts the front of the house. The mirror image in the tarn doubles the house, but upside down—an inversely symmetrical relationship that also characterizes the relationship between Roderick and Madeline.”

Water seeks its own level – it conforms to the shape of its container. Given the chance, it will conquer its beholder. One must not remain inside a seaside cave for too long, especially during the tide. The Orphanage, a film by Juan Antonio Bayona, has such a cave. And it just might be inhabited by ghostly children! In The House on the Borderland by William Hope Hodgeson, there is a deep rift beside the house. Deep down, carved into the rift’s wall is a cavern. The protagonist decides to go exploring. Oh but there is water within the rift! It rises day by day and spills into the cavern on the day of our hero’s exploration. Not good!

When waters reach its own level, it conceals its depth. How deep does it go? Often we don’t know. Fathoms down, things are buried. History is hidden. Part of the reason for “The Haunting” of Lake Manor Hotel has to do with plague victims, their bodies unceremoniously thrown into the lake many years ago. Out of the depths from way back in time, they can return. How well does a lake hide the sins of the past? Sometimes very well, sometimes not. It depends what it returns. This situation is at the forefront of the movie What Lies Beneath (directed by Robert Zemeckis) and Stephen King’s novel Bag of Bones.

Let us dispense with the lakes and return to sea – an aquatic chasm of time and tragedies with a history too enormous for any generation to fully comprehend. Even the surface is but a platform of memories as vast as the sea itself. Not everything sinks. True, the treachery of men has pulled ships down to their watery graves. But the ghost lights of these ships remain and reflect off the waters. CS Saunders explains all this in great detail in Sker House, which is a coastal inn that absorbs many of the tragic memories of the sea.

 


 

 Prowlers and Growlers and the Ground-Bound

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Beast or human, paranormal or not, watch for the things that prowl the grounds of a haunted house. Some are guardians. The gargoyles on castles and cathedrals, for instance, were there to scare away unwelcome guests. But some of these things bound to the grounds are just malevolent beings with nowhere else to go. In the film Cat and the Canary (Director: Elliot Nugent), for instance, the house guests must be wary of an escaped lunatic that just might be creeping around on the outside of the house. Rapping at the outside windows of The House on the Moor is a ghostly phantom. This is the same phantom I referred to earlier, the one that splashes about in the bog in the fog.

More to the point of guardianship, The hedge animals in Stephen King’s The Shining are not to be reckoned with. Yes it’s creepy when they sneak up on little Danny Torrence, but they can me much more deadly than that. After all, they out and out attack Dick Halloran as he tried to rescue the snowbound family.

Perhaps inspired by the gargoyle is The Bell Monster. It lives in the bell-tower on Scott Nicholson’s The Red Church It has wings, claws and livers for eyes. Mutilated bodies have been found on nearby roads and fields. These were Its victims.

And what are we to make of the herd of swine! With sharp teeth, crawling up from the cracks within the earth, they gather into an army and assault The House on the Borderland.


 

Don’t Wake the Dead! (They are sleeping underneath the yard)

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You knew this was coming. How can there be an article about the grounds of a haunted house without a cemetery category? There can’t be, so here comes the dead!

 

Lying underneath the mounds of soil are the former inhabitants of a house, or the once living/now dead congregation of a church. The obvious implications are that the ghosts of the buried dead have found their way inside the corresponding structure. That which remains does so to the fullest of intentions. To have a sprawling cemetery surrounding a house is to wrap a place forever in the spirit of the past. It’s only a matter of time before this figurative spirit breaks apart into literal ghosts bent on haunting the premises.

There is a churchyard in Scott Nicholson’s The Red Church. At one point in his novel, the ghosts in the graves rise to the sound of the church bell.

Some graveyards are not out in the open. Though connected in some way to former inhabitants of the nearby house, they are small and hidden away. This makes it more difficult for new occupants of a home to pinpoint the source of the haunting. Such is the case in the film The Others. There are three lone graves way across the fields some place. The weeds shelter them with the help of the groundskeeper. In the Haunting of Gillespie House (author Darcy Coates), temporary house renter Elle stumbles upon the house’s family cemetery. It is far away from the house, across the grounds and surrounded by locked gates. But she soon discovers that there are other ways that she can enter this cemetery, secretive ways.


 

ExTragic_ghostSo there you have it!

Houses by lakes and by sea and the things that come from their depths. Houses in forests and canyons and the things the hide within. Houses on shape-shifting terrains; monstrous metamorphoses. Houses built on unholy grounds, propped up in magical fields. Houses with neighboring corpses in their cozy graves, Houses that summons the demented and strange and set them loose on their terrifying grounds. Houses that weather terrifying storms and call forth the most brutal of nature’s elements to assist with their onslaught of horror.

These are the houses that are haunted inside and out. For every hallway spirit there is a ghost roaming the graveyard. Wandering around inside a haunted house can be terrifying. But fleeing the house does not guarantee one’s safety. You must get out and then run, run far. Far away from the house and all the things that surround it.

 

Review of Paracosm: Bleath: The Hauntings

ParacosmI’ll begin this review with a disclaimer: I’m not sure Paracosm: Bleath: The Hauntings qualifies as a haunted house novel. True, the main character, Zoe, inhabits the Wilmont House while she stays in the town of Bleath. Strange things are afoot in this house. Truthfully I don’t remember all the specifics, but things within the house change. Perhaps the wall paper takes on a different design, or a vase of flowers appears to her on a table, a vase that her guest cannot see. Then there is another house where séances are conducted. In this house she sees a ghost. But the houses are merely components of a larger and more encompassing milieu of eeriness. What is truly haunted in this story it the town of Bleath itself.

Zoe Cosgrove is working on a thesis. She is studying the paracosms of children. Paracosms are “imaginary worlds created inside one’s mind” (wikipedia). It just so happens that there exists a town that has an anomalous number of children that helplessly succumb to such imaginary worlds. You guessed it – the town is Bleath. Zoe embarks upon a fieldtrip to Bleath where she sets up home visitations with the households of the children that have created Paracosms. The mayor of the town is very accommodating. He permits her to stay in the Wilmont house. Its former owner has passed on, but the house is furnished and otherwise habitable. The mayor’s son, Karstan, roughly the same age as Zoe, takes a liking to her and romance begins.

Oh, did I mention that the town is a tourist attraction for ghost seekers? Did I mention that the many people in the town, including the mayor and his family, are mediums that conduct séances? Well, I’m mentioning this now.

From the very beginning, Paracosm: Bleath: The Hauntings unloads promising premises. Does it deliver on these promises? Answer: Sort of.   The characters are interesting, the themes are creative, and the description of the town, its people, stores and culture is thorough and inviting. But –perhaps – there is too much going on? There are several strands of twisting plots. Some of these twists spin the plot in dizzying directions, leaving behind several loose ends. I believe this book is the beginning of a series. Also, it has connections to another series written by Allyn. Maybe when the entirety of the series is complete, everything will fall into place. For now, I am giving this book a lukewarm recommendation. It has its finer moments, but there are several elements of plot that are rushed and not well knitted into the whole.

I am, however, anxious to try a second book of Allyn’s. The book is called Dollhouse.

Check it out: http://anyaallyn.com/project/dollhouse/

Review of The Orphanage

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J.A. Bayona (Director) and Guillermo Del Toro (Executive Producer) have joined forces and the results are phenomenal. The product of this union is The Orphanage – an exceptional haunted house film.

Free of cheap scares and senseless gore – The Orphanage relies on setting, story, and artful camera work. I love it when I can praise a modern film for utilizing the time-tested techniques of classic scare films. I will continue to distinguish the traditional “goodness” from the modern “blah” again and again until the creators of lesser films get the message. This film is in good company with other modern and relatively modern greats such as The Others (Alejandro Amenábar)  and The House at the End of Time (Alejandro Hidalgo). Spanish filmmakers seem to have exactly what it takes when it comes to creating haunted house films.

Back to The Orphanage.  Let’s begin with the environment. Set in a seashore atmosphere, with thrashing waves, seaside caves and a lighthouse just few waves away, The Orphanage effectively uses this striking setting to bring forth haunts. The ghosts of children lurk in the cave, the battering waves nearly captures a mother who desperately searches for her missing child, and the lighthouse, is it a beacon of hope?   The multi-level home, a former residence for orphaned children, has hidden rooms and buried secrets. Its long dark hallways seem to be calling out for ghosts.

Here’s a brief synopsis: As a child, Laura was an orphan who lived in residence hall that is the subject of this film. She was adopted and left behind several of her orphan friends. Many years later, the orphanage has closed down and the adult Laura sets out to reopen it as a home for disabled children. She and her husband and their little boy Simon move in and before they can set out on their goal of reopening the facility, strange things happen. The strangeness begins when little Simon tells his parents about his imaginary friends.

Consider such scenarios that are common in many haunted house films: children with sensitivities toward paranormal phenomena; a house haunted by ghostly children. These can be genuinely creepy scenarios so long as the film is done right. Take for instance a little girl dressed up in zombie-like fashion that jumps out with a deafening scream – I’m sorry but this isn’t creepy (Hello Amityville Horror Remake of 2005!) Scary perhaps, but not creepy, and I prefer the creepy.

To capture the creepiness factor, the lines between reality and a child’s fantasy must be ever so subtly blurred. There must be layers of terror lurking underneath the shield of innocence, with each successive layer becoming more and more disturbing. And what’s more innocent than childhood games! The Orphanage has several scenes where a game puts a chain of creepy events into motion. There’s the game where someone faces a wall and counts while a group of children slowly advance on the counter. They freeze when the counter turns around at intervals of five. Then there’s the game where the object is to solve a riddle by following a trail of clues. Something hidden in a dresser might lead to a note on a statue, and son on. Imagine these games played inside a haunted house where ghosts decide to join in the fun. Or maybe the ghosts are the makers of such games? The point is that this film successfully builds a bridge between innocence and terror and we the viewers walk this bridge in exhilarating trepidation.

Perhaps the creepiest element of this film is the child that hides his face underneath a sack with eyeholes cut out of it. He doesn’t have to jump out in front of the camera to create a scare. His mysterious presence is frightening enough. Who is this? Is it Simon playing some kind of game or is it someone else?

All this and I haven’t delved into the plight of Laura, Simon’s mother. After Simon, she is orphanage Laurenthe next in line to be the receiver of haunts. As a former resident of the home, she is best equipped to deal with the mystery that envelops the house and ties the whole story together. Is she up to the task?

There is a whole lot more going on in this film but I will say no more. Trust me when I sat that this is a great film. It is filled with mystery and suspense. The story is well written and, did I mention that it is creepy? I guess I did. It is creepy indeed!

 

Review of The Old Dark House

 

I like to “live it up” on Saturday nights. These days, I do most of my Saturday night “living” on my sofa, watching Svengoolie on MeTV . Thankfully, he’s a lively kind of horror movie host. Anyway, regular doses of Svengoolie have helped me to appreciate many of the old Universal horror films. Of all the horror classics, I have found I like Frankenstein and The Bride of Frankenstein the best. Coming in second (I guess third) might be The Invisible Man. Even after seeing it a couple of times, I didn’t realize that James Whale directed The Invisible Man. Whale, of course, is most famous for directing Frankenstein and The Bride thereof. I then wondered, since I love The Invisible Man, maybe I’m not merely a Frankenstein fan. Maybe I am a James Whale fan?

Whale has made four classic horror films, of which I had seen three. I was delighted to learn that the horror film that I had not yet seen was a haunted house film. The other night, I finally watched The Old Dark House. It did not disappoint.

When describing films that are overly saturated with elements of a certain theme, the phase “X for X’s sake” is often used. ‘Gore for gore’s sake’ or ‘Violence for violence’s sake’, you get the idea. I am tempted to use the phase “Creepy for Creepy’s sake” when describing the film, although I don’t mean it in a negative way. The Old Dark House doesn’t grab you by the head and smash your face down inside a pie of creepiness. Rather the creepiness is all around you from beginning to end, though it may not always be subtle. It OldDarkHouseis a simple story – a violent storm forces two sets of travelers to seek shelter at and old, dark house. The inhabitants of the house are quite strange, as would be expected. There are several subplots that arise, and some of these are awkward. But never mind, the purpose of the film is not to tell a thought-provoking story with a compelling plot. Instead, it is to revel in the art of the uncanny. It succeeds in its goal with dark and chilling atmospheres, crafty camerawork, and its effective use of shadows. Some of the characters are humorously unsettling, even by today’s standards. I would like to go more in depth and describing some of them, but that would require me to tread too far into the forest of spoilers and I don’t want to do that. Oh and there’s the screeching of the wind! Gotta love that!

Some of the visuals described above are signature styles of James Whale. If you have never seen any of his films, I recommend doing so immediately. For those who are familiar with Frankenstein (and who’s not?), you may be delighted to know that James Whale once again features Boris Karloff as a hulking, mute figure in The Old Dark House. I saw this film on youtube, and the recording is quite crappy. I have yet to see it on Svengoolie. I’m sure he could get a hold of a better print. Sven, would you get this film for me? You would, aww that’s just sweet!

Review of The Haunting of Lake Manor Hotel

 

 

ThehauntingoflakeManorHotel-COVEROnce upon a time (more specifically, on several occasions back in the fourth and fifth grade), our teacher gave us creative writing assignments. The procedure was as follows: Mrs. Rickman would pass out copies of a drawing that had a written scenario underneath the panel. I remember a drawing of a bowl of soup that had letters rising from underneath the broth. There were question marks hovering over the bowl.

The written out scenario went something like this: “You go into a restaurant and order a bowl of alphabet soup. The waiter places the bowl before you. Suddenly, the letters in the soup form a message. What does the message say?” Our assignment was to answer such a question with a one page, handwritten story.  After all the stories were handed in, the teacher would read each of them out loud to the class. It was indeed a very rewarding experience. Among other things, we learned of the different directions to which one could lead a story.  We relished in each other’s creativity. At least I did. Some kids dreaded “Creative Writing Time.” Not me.  I loved the writing and the listening and I looked forward to hearing the stories written by my fellow peers.

Thank you Nathan Hystad and all the authors that contributed to The Haunting of Lake Manor Hotel for bringing me back to my grammar school creative writing exercise. No, I’m NOT saying that the writing in this book is juvenile.  Let me explain.  Hystad created something that triggered the creativity of others – similar to the way Mrs. Rickman gave her students the tools to expand our imaginations. For The Haunting of Lake Manor Hotel, Hystad came up with a back-story and scenario. Then he invited thirteen authors to write stories based on his depiction. The results are interesting indeed.

The back-story is as follows: through unscrupulous means, the wealthy Charles Hamblin, owner of Lake Manor, acquired farms and properties from victims of a drought, to later sell for a profit. Meanwhile, most of the swindled suffered another tragedy – they were victims of a plague. Hundreds of bodies were dumped in the nearby lake.  The ghosts of the victims began to occupy Lake Manor and haunt Hamblin’s descendents.

Here is the current scenario, set in modern times – , Lake Manor is converted into a hotel. Rumor has it that it is haunted. Is it? If so, by what? By whom?  It was the job of the authors to answer such questions. Each author was assigned a room number and instructed to write a story based on the experiences of the guests that stayed in the assigned suite.  These authors then got busy haunting this hotel, leaving none of their characters/guests unscathed. All are haunted in one way or another.

Some authors focus on the lake and the woodsy trails that surround it. They write about TheHauntingofLakeManorHote;bannercreatures that come out of the waters and prey on their victims. They tell tales of ghosts that arise from the watery depths to lure guests into the deadly lake. They speak of strange things lurking along the trails.  Other authors focus in on the ghostly goings on within the walls of the Manor. They unleash bizarre beings of their mind’s creation and let them roam the corridors. They haunt rooms with ghostly children. They install secret panels and passageways for their characters to uncover and explore.

There are several reoccurring characters and themes throughout the book. Members of the hotel staff find themselves in multiple stories. There’s Lissette the desk clerk, Clay the bartender and Hank the bellhop. If I were you (“you” the reader or soon-to-be-reader of this book), I’d watch out for this trio. They can be…suspicious…at times. There are other crossovers as well.  There’s an offhand reference to a certain guest in one story. This guest ends up being a main character in another tale. So pay attention, readers! Oh, and watch out for the strange dishware you and the guests will encounter along the wooded trails throughout several stories – they are labeled with the names of different body parts.

All the stories are well written. As an added bonus, they smack of style; each one different, each one delightfully unique. There weren’t any bad stories. Some were better than others. One in particular was both intriguing and puzzling, so I read it twice. I’m still not sure I understood everything even after a second reading. But hot damn, I love this author’s style! (The story is Jumbled-up Jack by Christopher Bean). Alas, there were a couple of stories with non-endings. Seriously, it seemed as if some authors were nearing the climax but then decided to step out and have a smoke, only to forget to finish the story. But overall, this book is an enjoyable read and wonderful exercise in creative collaboration. “Creative Writing Time” lives on at it is beautiful, man!

 

A Review of The Babadook

 
babadook3Who is Mister Babadook?
He is grief, he is fear
He is bitterness, he is near.

Where does he come from?

He comes from pain.
He comes from a book
He’s sneaking to the surface
Come, have a look!

A family suffering. A grieving shrew.

                                             A boy dealing with a loss he never knew.

All of this and a pop-up book; here he comes – Mister Babadook.

 

The poem above is my “perspective-in-a-nutshell” for the fascinating film The Babadook. I did my best to mimic the writing style of  Mister Babadook – the fictional children’s book that is the subject of the film. Don’t worry, you don’t have to like my poem!

This piece is more of analysis than a review. Therefore, it is filled with spoilers. So reader beware! The Babadook is too deep of a film for me to just offer up a simple “I like this film because of its depth, mystery and special effects. (and yes I do like the film for these things – and so much more!)” It is begging for thoughtful analysis. Or maybe it’s just my analytical mind that desires such an examination. It is a film rich with symbolism, so much so that I cannot help but dive underneath the layers to see what is lurking from within.

This fright-filled tale begins with the back-story. While taking his wife to the hospital so that she may give birth to their son, Oskar Vanek perishes in a car crash. Six years later, widow Amelia and her son Sam struggle with daily living. Sam is overly imaginative and high-strung. He is a problem child who can’t be trusted around other children.  He succumbs to tantrums. He is afraid of monsters that might be living under his bed.

Amelia suffers all the stresses of being a single mother. Her son’s behavioral problems make matters worse. She has a difficult time maintaining any kind of support network. Her own sister avoids her. Her nephew just freaks her out.

Mother and son like to read together in bed. One night, Sam chooses a book from the shelfBaBadook4 called Mister Babadook. It is a creepy pop-up book that features the cloaked shadow monster “Mister Babadook.”  On one set of pages, he pops up over the front door. He wants in.

 

 

Look at the pictures below to see some of the creepy words that fill the pages.

 

 

After the reading, Sam begins to see Mr. Babadook in various places inside their house. No one else can see him. Not Amelia, and not the viewers of the film. Not yet.  But soon.  Eventually, Amelia hears him knocking on the door. She hears him call out:

  “Baaa Baaa Dooook!”

She sees his form in the dark coat that hangs on the wall. She sees this black specter  everywhere. And when she hears him, we viewers hear him.  What she sees, we see. The film changes perspective, from the boy to the mom. When this happens, we descend with her into the pits of madness and witness Amelia’s breakdown. The Babadook possesses her. It wants her to take her son’s life.

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So, what’s going on here? The “stuff of horror” in this film can be either literal, figurative or both. I vote for either of the latter two. Perhaps the phantom is real. Even so, there is symbolism lurking within his shadowy frame. It is undeniable.

The Babadook represents all the repressed feelings that dwell within the mother and son twosome since the death of Oskar Vanek. Up and until Amelia encounters The Babadook, Sam’s impressions of him are left to the viewer’s imagination. Perhaps this is because his fears, though no less real, are more vague. He never knew his father, but still he suffers from his absence. He lacks discipline and courage. Having a mother who is unbalanced and overstressed does not help his situation.  Sensing Amelia’s hesitations about being a mother, he feels insecure.

Amelia has never properly grieved. She has buried many emotions and they are bubbling to the surface. Sorrow and sadness are definitely part of the mix, but she possesses feelings that are much more toxic. She is bitter. Her husband died so the Sam might be brought into this world. She blames Sam for this. She even hates him at times. Through her eyes, we see the shadowy creature. We see it possess her, and this is when her bitterness is in full form. She tells her son to “Eat shit!” She even admits that she would have been happier had he died instead of her husband.

Although Amelia is behaving cruelly, Sam still loves her and comes to her aid. Together they defeat Mister Babadook.  But they don’t kill him. Rather, he flees to the basement of the house. There he stays.  Mother and son are happy at the film’s end. They love each other. Both have said some hurtful things to the other, but this is what can happen when a hodge-podge of negative feelings goes unchecked. The feelings fester and amalgamate and create a character that is foreign to the host that harbors such sentiments. People become monsters; unrecognizable abominations of their former selves.

BaBadook2 In the end, the fiend is still there. Amelia treads carefully into the basement. She feeds the monster, dispensing small portions of whatever it is that is mixed in with a bucket of worms.  The beast is hungry. It screams and threatens to attack. But Amelia succeeds in keeping it at bay. She revisits her nastiest of emotions every once in a while, but keeps them in check. According to Wikipedia, “opening a can of worms” is

 an idiom referring to a slew of subsequent problems and dilemmas arising from a decision or action

 It is risky to revisit certain emotional states. If these demons must be revisited, caution is essential. One must not overfeed them.

The Babadook is a great film. Thankfully, it lacks “high-octane” scares and gore. In its place there is good ol’ fashioned story-telling and mood development. Oh, and great artwork! Mister Babadook appears genuinely creepy.

Now, is this a haunted house film? I’d say so. Most of the terror takes place within the house. It would be a Type 2 Haunted House film – where the house is merely a stage for the ghosts to perform – rather than Type 1 –where the house itself plays a significant role in creating the things that haunt it.  (click here for a more in-depth examination of this delineation.) Plus, several lists of haunted house films include The Babadook – so there’s that!  (for instance, there’s this at flickchart.com )

If you can’t trust a list, than what can you trust?

Whether or not you think this is a haunted house film, watch it anyway – you will enjoy it. If you do watch it and disagree with my analysis, that is fine. So long as you agree that this is a very fine film! That is a must!