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Hansel and Gretel: Cheap Thrills Date Night

Okay, man, that was quite a ride – no pun intended, i.e., broomsticks. Having seen the trailers and read the critics’ reviews (14% at Rotten Tomatoes, ye gads!), I knew where to keep my expectations going into the movie. Yes, they were pretty darned low, and that helped a lot in making me sit through the whole thing laughing half the time (and half of that was sincere amusement, while the other half was more of the “Okay, that was bad” chortle) and predicting what was going to happen next to this character or that character. The only one I missed was the sheriff, whom I first suspected to be in cahoots with the witches. Well, dag nab it.

Looking back at the original fairy tale, though, I can see so many elements in it that would work pretty darned well when taken down a crazy path like what I saw in the movie. Hansel and Gretel turning into witch-hunting bounty hunters? Well, duh. Even without it riding the coattails of all those monster mash-up films and books, the logic’s there. Children and witches? Ayup, folklore from all over is bursting at the seams with so many possibilities, variations, and variations of various possibilities. Know what I mean?

One can take something in the folktale and play the “what if” game and follow that trail continuously to extreme lengths as long as the logic holds, and the writing and directing do it justice. Hansel and Gretel + traumatic experience in a witch’s cottage = vengeful bounty hunters. Vengeful bounty hunters + perfect track record = fanboy love with scrapbook and fanart = bounty-hunter-apprentice. Parents + children’s abandonment in forest = possibly misread cues by the kids who know nothing about their mother’s true nature. All right, so that last equation might not be correct as far as mathematical sequences go, but you get my drift. The logic in the choices the writers made with regard to plotting were there, but, man, so much more could’ve gone into it.

So yeah – I saw those elements in the film that would’ve turned out brilliantly had the writing and the directing been, um, different. I found some of the dark humor and the purposefully used anachronisms pretty funny, and I mean that sincerely even though I went into this expecting not to take the movie seriously (see: low expectations). Then again, I think that was the movie’s point – it’s all dark, trashy fun (though, as noted, it could’ve been much, much, much better in its darkly fun trashiness).

Back to reading M.R. James. I’m still on a ghost story kick, by the way. Because I’ll never change, and because… haunted houses.

Fun Times: Crooked House

Since I’m on a ghost story kick (when have I ever NOT been on a ghost story kick?), I decided to skim through Netflix’s titles and saw Crooked House, which I immediately watched because, you know, haunted house.

It was originally shown as a series in the UK, it looks like, but Netflix offers the omnibus. And it turned out to be a pretty fun way to pass the time – not necessarily creepy, no, but fun. I generally like Mark Gatiss’ work, but sometimes it falls flat, and the first two stories of the three in Crooked House end somewhat anticlimactically. The third story was the most complete or at least the best conceived, but I think it benefits a lot from the fact that the seeds of the plot were already planted from the beginning, i.e., the story completes the arc of the series, while the other two were independent stories that could’ve benefited greatly from a longer run time.

The omnibus clocked in at an hour and a half, which means each story only gets thirty minutes, tops, and the lengthy opening scene introducing the history of Geap Manor eats into some of that time.

I think the first two stories would’ve been fantastic had they been turned into two two-hour TV movies or something. “The Wainscoting”, especially, had everything I wanted in a traditional haunted house story (and it takes place in the 18th century!), but it unfolded way too quickly, and the ending was – disappointing. Though I did have fun noting that Philip Jackson and Beth Goddard were there, when I knew them best as Inspector Japp and Violet Wilson in the Poirot series.

“Something Old” also had all the elements I love in haunted house stories, but events happened only in one night – though a one-night-event could plausibly be explored in a lengthier run time – and I couldn’t care a jot what would happen to any of the characters. Heck, the drippy bride-to-be annoyed me enough to want to see her offed as per the ghost’s curse. I guess there was nothing for me to hold on to in the second story, which I felt was the weakest of the group.

Even “The Wainscoting” showed some character struggle in Bloxham as well as the side characters, but for me, character development in “Something Old” was negligible, if any.

“The Knocker” was my favorite if only in the way the story developed. Plot-wise, I prefer “The Wainscoting”.

Still, I thought the whole thing was a nice, fun way of spending a leisurely evening. The hauntings are subtle, which is the hallmark of classic ghost stories, and that made me think of a pretty long horror novel I read a little while ago and ended up disliking a lot.

It was a ghost story that was self-published, and I had to skim through a number of scenes because while it was well written in a technical sense, it did suffer from over-the-top haunting scenes. It was like, once the ghost made its presence known, each chapter had at least one haunting scene, with each scene getting more and more wild and absurd.

Then, with all those crammed hauntings and horrific scenes of mutilation and torture (that ended up sounding the same when at least five characters go through the ordeal), the ending doesn’t even give us a satisfying conclusion. Just like with a number of classic ghost stories, this one ends with the ghost undefeated and set to torment a new set of people. I’d normally be okay with that when it comes to short stories (I expect it, even), but with something this long and bloated, I felt cheated at not having any kind of closure.

It was the same kind of issue I had with the most recent film version of The Woman in Black, and I certainly would love to see more writers take the time to make their ghost stories unfold more subtly. It’s a lot creepier for me, anyway, when I’m not having my brain beaten again and again with almost desperate insistence about the house being haunted.

Stepping Over What Now Towers to the Sky

Blog subject header courtesy of The (awesome) Shins’ (equally awesome) “Phantom Limb”, a song about two lesbian teens growing up in a backward town.

And so – radio silence phase now over. I told myself not to post a new blog entry until I made substantial gains with my WIP, which I managed to do today. And you’ll never believe what story is now a couple of chapters short of the climax (the dénoument is a different story, however).

Yep. It’s Helleville, which currently clocks in at 55,000 words. Considering my previous exasperating issues involving that book, I think this entry’s subject header’s quite appropriate. How long ago did I start this book? Almost a year ago (Word shows April, 2012 for the “creation date” – damn, it sure feels a hell of a lot longer than that)?

My other WIP petered out and needed to be tossed back into the trunk, and along with that, my initial goals had to be reassessed, so I’m hoping to follow this plan through:

1. Finish Helleville.

2. Work on the next set of short stories (I’ve got five novelettes lined up, with one of them partially written already). I’d like to publish an anthology a year. I think it’s good to vary my backlist and offer people more than just novels (and not just limit my short stories to what I published last year). It’s also much-needed mental exercise from a writing perspective.

3. Following that, work on the next and final installment of my Masks series, which will be a pretty bittersweet experience for me, I’m sure. I’m still on the fence regarding future short stories set in Vintage City, and I’ll worry about that once book number seven is done.

4. Another historical fantasy novel, the plot kind of set already, but since that’s farther into the future, I’m not going to think much about it.

So that’s a quickie heads up on what’s coming next, but goals being goals, they’re not set in stone (save for item number one). I could still rearrange them depending on how I feel once I’ve submitted Helleville and have fully recovered from the mind-numbing shock of actually getting that novel done.

Yeah, Beetlejuice was a major inspiration for the book (totally dig that movie even with the silly, corny parts). As well as Eureka. :) I once thought about making that the replacement series after Masks ends, but there’s really not enough material for me to play with insofar as future installments are concerned. As it stands, Noah’s surreal adventures will only last one volume, and from there I’ll figure out what new contemporary novel I’ll tackle.

So, there you go. 55,000 words long. Un-freakin-believable.