Creepy Retreads

It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I’ve been busy, and it looks like things won’t slow down anytime soon, but it’s all good. Why? Because it looks like I’ll be done with Dr. Morbid this week, and I aim to buckle down and make sure it happens. :D

Yep, I’m still on a horror kick, and it looks like it’s not going away anytime soon. This year seems to be the year for me to rediscover my roots, and that’s not only with regard to genre (horror), but also fiction form (short stories). Lately, I’ve been reading nothing but anthologies, both literary fiction and genre fiction, and it’s a refreshing change of pace.

So I’m going back and doing some retreads of comfortable and familiar things – never mind the fact that they make me shit my pants every time I watch or read them. Like this one, which I’m dedicating to Lisa, who swore to watch it when I recommended it to her.

Yeah, yeah, you can make a laundry list of haunted house clichés just from seeing the trailer, but this movie remains my top haunted house film ever because of how well-made it is. Setting, atmosphere, the use of background music and sounds (like disembodied voices), acting (it’s George C. Scott, fer chrissakes!), and above all, pacing and subtlety, which I didn’t see in the more recent The Woman in Black. I think aspiring horror filmmakers intent on pursuing ghost stories should study The Changeling.

And for everyone else who haven’t seen this movie:

Spanish with subtitles produced by Guillermo Del Toro and directed by Juan Bayona. Another movie that uses horror elements incredibly well despite plot holes, and it’s genuinely frightening as well as sad and heartbreaking. I’d share links to a couple of the freakiest scenes in this movie, but I’d be spoiling things for you. It’s very much an underrated horror film that doesn’t rely on gore and violence.

And those are today’s retreads. Once my brain finally catches up with me, I’ll post something more substantial, but I enjoy sharing stuff like this even if those of you who’ve been following my blog for a while now are likely bored to death with them (har!).

Gotta Go Back There: One Dark Night

I want to see this movie again so badly it hurts. One Dark Night remains my all-time favorite B-horror movie, and God help me, when you say “misspent youth”, you’re looking at my teen years spent devouring B-horror films of varying quality. This one, though…

It was the one movie that convinced me never to set foot inside a mausoleum ever, though I did once when I was much older, and the unease I felt was stratospheric. Mind you, mausoleums are places of peace and reflection, with quite a few areas where you can sit down and pray or think about a departed loved one who’s interred. The one I visited was very pretty and clean and well-lit, but I’m guessing that the effects of this gosh darned movie turned out to be deeper than I expected, and I found that I couldn’t stand being inside the mausoleum for more than a few minutes. And I was in my mid- to late twenties when I went; I think I was with Andy then, visiting someone’s grave, and we somehow wandered inside the cemetery’s mausoleum.

Yeah, I was borderline freaked out, and I continue to blame this movie for that reaction. Yet here I am, all of a sudden aching to see it again. I’m kind of on a horror kick right now, anyway, as well as in the middle of a bit of a nostalgic phase. I haven’t been too keen on picking up anything new to read or checking out something new to watch. It looks like this movie will be at the top of my “must re-experience” list, which is still a short one but rapidly growing.

Haunted Houses and Ghosts, Oh My

The night before, I had another one of those recurring haunted house dreams. It was so vivid that I can still see segments of it even today. I remember what the house’s interior looked like, how the temperature felt, the grounds, the other characters involved – all of whom were strangers and yet were supposed to be family members, according to dream logic. Andy was in it, though, and he was the only familiar face there. And like all other haunted house dreams in the past, this one had a ghost, but it was never seen. Only felt. I never freaked out over the ghost, but I was unsettled or unnerved enough by it, and my skin crawled, just like in all those other haunted house dreams I’ve had through the years.

Photo by Susan Bartlett

On the whole, I’m kind of a weird hybrid of skeptic and believer, and I love reading up on dream interpretations even though half of me constantly rolls my eyes and goes, “Pfft!” But, hey, seeing as how I find writerly inspiration in fantasy, folklore, and horror, that skepticism tends to know when to be quiet and let my other half go nuts.

So anyway, I dug around and saw this:

Dr. Daniel Condron (Director and Dream Researcher at the School of Metaphysics) believes the dream represents a question or message (often related to a limitation, habit, fear or doubt) of the dreamer. And he thinks that the dream will stop repeating once the dreamer understands the message and resolves to make the needed change. Read more

Well, I can see that happening in my case, though I have pretty much made my mind up as to what I need to do – that is, if this really is what I think it is. That said, it also means that these dreams will continue because my decision tipped the scales in favor of ongoing uncertainty and angst seeing as how I plain can’t see myself doing anything else.

I’m talking about my writing in this case, over which I’ve been brooding for the past several weeks. Oh, I’ve been tempted to up and move on, all right, and aim for “greener pastures” in mainstream fiction, but I can’t. I’m incapable of thinking outside whatever worlds I’ve already made up for my young ‘uns because I just plain love writing about them in this strange world or that. So I’ll continue to be salmon fighting against the currents, and those haunted house dreams will never go away – unless I learn to work with the angst of obscurity and quit with the strong negative associations that come with it.

Of course, I don’t even know if this is what’s causing my recurring haunted house dreams, according to those interpretations. It could very well be something else entirely, but writing’s always at the forefront of my mind, so that’s got to figure in there somehow.

Brown Lady of Raynham Hall

As for the ghost:

Ghosts are associated with haunting and haunted places. They are also almost always symbols of the past. As such they may also symbolize some painful aspect of the past that has never been dealt with, yet still haunts the soul. Looking at other symbols in your dreams, such as its location, may provide clues as to what it is that hasn’t been processed. Read more

None of what I’ve seen comes close to my dreams, anyway, so I’ve no idea what it means. Like I noted, I never see the ghost at all. It’s there, somewhere in the house (the house isn’t mine, either, and it’s never a familiar one), and I feel its presence and am very much aware that I’m not alone. I never run from it, either. What usually happens is that I’m exploring the house, and then once I’m aware that there’s a ghost in one of the rooms or wherever, I wake up. So, yeah – absolutely no idea what that means.

It’s also worth noting that I’ve been packing my Kindle with all kinds of ghost story anthologies. :) I can’t help myself. I love those stories.

Agh! Bookshelf Fail!

So I’ve been forever moaning about clearing out my bookshelves now that I’ve got a nice e-reader, which is my primary reading source. Unfortunately I seemed to have reached a certain point in my e-book-guzzling where the stories are sounding more and more alike to me, and I find myself either setting aside a book and then picking up another – only to set that one aside because I’m just not getting into it.

I switched over to some old books I had sitting on my bookshelves for ages – books that I’d started reading and then abandoned for whatever reason – and couldn’t get into those, either. I tried to start over with an anthology of fairy tales by Hermann Hesse, but I couldn’t get into the same frame of mind that required me to fully absorb his writing. I read Demian and Narcissus and Goldmund a while back, and while I loved them, I guess I overdid the Hesse reading and faltered when I bought the anthology. Unfortunately I still couldn’t get into it.

So I spent the last hour scouring through my bookshelves, reconnecting with old books that I read and adding some of my favorite titles to my Goodreads list. I’d love to pick them up to enjoy all over again. The others are books I bought ages ago but haven’t gotten around to reading yet, and I’ve been slapping a hand against my forehead for the oversight. They’re mostly genre fiction – either classic horror or LGBT mystery or something along those lines – and I really should dust those neglected books off and carry on with them.

I know now that I need diversity in my reading. I know that a lot of folks out there can subsist wholly on just one genre; over at Goodreads, some people are only willing to read M/M romance, for instance. That’s perfectly fine, but after over a year of doing exactly that because small e-pubs have been the main source for my e-reading, I’ve reached that saturation point, and I feel stuck in a rut and feeling pretty apathetic toward what I have that’s still unread in my e-reader.

We’ll see how this goes. At the moment, I’m trying to force myself to finish reading a steampunk novel, and after that, I’m giving my e-reader a much-deserved break. You know, like I swore I was going to do days ago.

The Woman in Black

I finally saw The Woman in Black with my sisters early Wednesday evening. I’d already done my share of review-reading beforehand, and I reread Susan Hill’s novel in preparation. I’m a sucker for classic ghost stories, as you know, and this was a great opportunity for me to scratch that itch, seeing as how it’s been a dog’s age since I last watched a really good haunted house film (The Orphanage, 2007). I also come from a family of ghost story fanatics, so watching The Woman in Black with my sisters was a definite plus.

I’m putting my review under a cut because it has major spoilers. Beware.

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