Monday, July 4, 2016

Year 5 day 158

movie: Central Intelligence
starring: Dwayne Johnson, Kevin Hart
genre: Comedy, Crime
year: 2016
format: Cinema

 
plot: The high school all star finds himself the night before his 20th year reunion, getting a surprise visit from the one kid everyone picked on. The two hang out over old times, but soon end up in the middle of a CIA investigation.

This has some really great laugh out loud moments, like Johnson's character lugging a plane through a hanger on his own, him breaking down the whole point of old 80's movies,(I'm ashamed to say half of which I've never seen so the jokes were lost on me)  or the one scene where he uses a tie to start a fire forcing them to jump out a 30 story window.

The comedy seems to be jammed into the first hour, and then it goes into a crime/action film. Which is fine, only it looses what makes it good, which is the buddy comedy aspect. The film becomes too serious, which makes it feel longer than it was.

There is a bar fight at the beginning, which sets the mood for the caper. Which of course plays out the game of who's really the bad guy and who can you really trust?
I kept waiting for it to reveal that the character was so deep undercover, which would have explained some of the unicorns and crap, but it seems they played those elements as meaning to be there.

The big themes here seem to be anti-bullying, and loving yourself no matter what others think or how they try to make you feel about you.

what did I learn? It takes a very confident man to embrace his inner unicorn.

Saturday, July 2, 2016

The Nosferatu Adventures s10 p18

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 266, chapter 266

Out of Time

The hellhound ran across the floor, turning his body as his paws slipped and skidded nearly out from under him, his bottom bumping the edge of the desk, before heading back in the other direction. The pup did this another round at full speed, panting wildly until he found himself no longer on the ground. Giving out a small yelp, he realized he was treading air, the warm steel grip of the large male holding him tight. Sniffing, a short pink tongue darted out to lick the tip of the male's nose, as the pup gave in to being held, all thoughts of his game gone.  Headbutting Dagan's chin, the pup snorted a yawn as he felt the werewolf's heartbeat next to his ear.


Meanwhile...
2024 

Reuben scratched at his elbow, his eyebrows knitted together. "Tell me, how is it we followed the recipe but still failed?" he whispered to Finn, his back towards the magick mirror. "And how does that woman know who I am?"


"She screamed for Rufus and Dagan?" Finn asked.

"No, that's impossible. Rufus is dead." the dark haired male exhaled roughly, scratching now at his stomach.

"Well, maybe she's someone from our future? This mirrors work by opening up one side to the now and one side to the past or future."

"Not the one the Sea Witch has. That's current. She opens to us, and she's alive right now, dealing with us in this point." he shook his head, his long curtain of hair falling like a veil around his face. Flicking it out of the way, Reuben exhaled a confused sigh.

"That's only because we're responsible for the death of her old Librarian." the familiar tapped a pen on the edge of the bookcase beside him, his nose wrinkling. "Whomever she is, she must have the answers we're looking for, otherwise the mirror would not have connected us to her...shhh." he straightened up as figures began appearing on the other side once again. "Oh my god." Finn pointed towards the mirror in shock as The Seer walked into view. Reuben turned back to look, his arms crossed as he did.

"Holy Shack!" his chocolate brown puppy dog eyes nearly welled up at seeing his old pack member. "I actually thought you were dead." he ran both hands over his face, eyes wide. The smile couldn't be hidden as it crinkled at his eyes giving him little laugh lines. "Dude!"

"Good to see you guys." The Seer's shoulder dropped an inch as he pulled a chair up to his side of the mirror. "But, why the mirror?"

"We needed to find out some stuff about the Frankenstein family curse." Reuben replied.

"Nosferatu's son is dying. Which, given the fact he's an immoral werewolf banshee hybrid; shouldn't be happening. But, with her being a Frankenstein..." Finn interrupted.

"Uh yeah about all that."he cleared his throat pursing his lips. "I don't think..." he let out a deep sigh closing his eyes. "I've got some bad news on that. Um...so I've been gone because..." he rubbed his hands on his thighs. "...what is this? Cotton...anyways, so I was gone, I was here." he pointed to the floor. "Because Pan...remember he's possessed you too...Pan possessed me. And Loki and Bacchus for that matter, brought me here to wherever this is, to keep me safe. Matilda and Rufus have been using their magick to keep Pan bound." he gestured with his thumb over his shoulder. "They're like you, a Familiar. Which they did up till...and...and Pan from getting anywhere near Nosferatu while she was pregnant, the first time. But now, she's pregnant again and Pan managed to um...jump bodies. From me. Into her...well not her her, but her, the baby part of her. So yeah, that's the news."

"Hold up." Reuben raised his right hand then crossed his arms again. "Rufus and Matilda? Familiars? How?"

"When they died Loki made them Familiars." he pointed to the floor again. "Brought them here with me, to babysit me."

"So I did hear her scream for Dagan?" Reuben asked. The Seer nodded then proceeded to scream for the other male himself.  The auburn haired male sauntered into the kitchen, the little pup still in his arms, as he did. His face lit up at seeing Reuben in the mirror.

"Buddy!"  the little pup craned his neck to lick Dagan's face again his tail wagging happily. "Not you. Though you are still needing a name aren't you?" He pointed to the half hellhound half St. Bernard before scratching at it's fur in between the rusty brown and black patches on the white area behind his ears. "Can you believe we've had him a week and he's still no name brand?"

"So it's true then? Kendra was right, Nos is knocked up again?" Reuben asked flicking his hair out of his face again. "Is it a litter again?"

"Just one." Dagan replied holding up his finger. "But, given the fact Pan is now possessing it, that might be one too many."

"Yeah, the reason we made the magick mirror." Finn added. "William, is sick. Dying. This is how we knew she was pregnant again. Something about there only being two Frankenstein children a generation? Dude, your family curse is killing the kid."

"She named him William? Wait hold on, you said only two a generation..." The Seer started to do the math. "When did she?"

"When she was with still with Vlad." Reuben answered. "When Loki saw she survived the first birth, he went all out, stuck her up with four pieces of souls from four packs. One survived." Reuben grunted as he felt Finn elbow him in the back. "A Blacksmith actually."

"His great great great great, there are a few greats in there, uncle." Finn said without any humour.

"Maxwell." Dagan growled. "He dead yet?"

"No." the familiar replied pulling the little round sunglasses down his nose to expose his cat eyes.

"You need to get on that." the auburn haired male retorted as he breathed in the scent of the little pup as if it was the only thing keeping him grounded.


Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your heroine...me(straight up story. I feel the lyrics to a Manowar song coming on...)

Friday, July 1, 2016

year 5 day 157

movie: Quest for Fire
starring: Everett McGill, Ron Perlman
genre: Drama
year: 1981
format: Netflix Canada

plot: After their tribe is attacked, a group of hunters are sent to find some fire in order to save the tribe.

Based on the novel

Okay, so this is straight forward and one of those movies that you have to pay attention to, because, there is no dialogue.  I was watching this thinking it's got more in common with the latest zombie genre then it really does with any of the fantasy genre or for that matter Tarzan.  This is truly the real beginning of the survivalist genre in films.

One tribe of Cro-Magnon man is attacked by another more ape like tribe, which decreases the number of tribe members, as well as destroying their fire-pit. Which, is what the second tribe wanted to begin with, their flame. The tribal elder then sends three of his hunters out to get more fire. Which, at this point can only be gotten by either waiting around for lightening to start a forest fire or by stealing from another tribe's fire-pit.  The small hunting party find themselves at the camp of a group of cannibals, and have to define themselves. In doing so, steal their fire-pit and rescue a young woman. The four now have become a tribe of their own, but eventually end up back at the camp of the woman's tribe. Here, they learn how to create fire themselves with sticks, how to build shelters, and pottery.

I'm not sure how I feel about this movie? It's funny when you wouldn't think it would be, like when the three hunters have to climb a tree to get away from a couple of lions, and when the Perlman character is making advances towards the third hunter but is told to back off (well kicked actually)
There are also moments when, even though it's done in a slightly humourous way, are darkly deep. Such as when the McGill character is rescued from a patch of quick sand, and forced to mate with all the women in the tribe; while the tribe watched. You can feel the humiliation factor more from the actual love interest, as she is not allowed to see him. Or when the hunters first find a freshly put out fire, enjoying the heat only to realize the ashes contain human remains.

what did I learn? My tribe would die if I ever got sent out for flamage.

Monday, June 27, 2016

The Nosferatu Adventures s10 p17

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 265, chapter 265

Out of Time

"Did I just hear her say someone named Reuben is in the wall?" Arthur asked taking a half step towards the kitchen.

"She means that mouse again." Our heroine said quickly. "She's deathly afraid of them. Uh...boys..." she nodded towards both Rufus and Dagan who had already left the room while she was talking. Slapping her hands on the Detective's shoulders, the banshee turned him towards the door. "You were suppose to be back to work a half hour ago. You're late."  She watched as Arthur reached for the doorknob, the door not opening. The male tried again, tugging a little harder but still the door was locked. He flipped the deadbolt but nothing happened.  Gesturing towards it his eyebrows knitted together in puzzlement. "You know it gets...stuck a lot." our heroine replied glaring at The Seer over her shoulder. "It's the fumes...from the incense with the humidity. Yeah, jams it right up." she reached around him flipping the deadbolt a few times while moving at werewolf speed to remove the knotted shoe laces, Arthur unaware. It opened this time. "See, it just needs some...you're going to be late." Leaning down to kiss her goodbye, Arthur left the shop.
Our heroine closed the door behind her, actually locking the deadbolt this time, flinging her back flat against it. "Okay you. Why did you do that?"

The Seer shrugged. "It's not safe out there."

"Well you're starting to make it not safe in here. Did you feed today?" she asked moving towards him. The Seer shook his head then nodded.

"I'm full. All I had to do was stand beside Arthur."  You didn't have to be a vampiric creature to have felt the sexual tension in the room. She figured Edward wouldn't need to go to the strip club for days, all he needed was to stand between herself and this new pack that seemed to be forming without her approval. The undercurrent of a need for a pack alpha was already swirling around them like a coiled electric snake, and it was about to pounce.
Quentin disappeared into the bathroom, while Edric who had been pacing around the room, mumbled something about not signing up for this before stomping off to the basement.  This left our heroine and The Seer alone for the first time since they'd been brought to this reality.  Moving closer to her, Edward wrapped his arms around her shoulders tight, resting his chin on the edge of her temple. "It's not safe out there. There are vampires." he repeated over and over again, the hug getting tighter as he did, his hands moving in little circles over her shoulders and back.

"Are you still talking about Arthur? Babe, the only vampires are us. He's safer out there with the crooks and pimps and bad guys then he is in here with us." she sighed, returning the hug. There was a nice warmth to the male's body, his scent strangely comforting mix of wet dog and aftershave, causing her to let her guard down.

That was her first mistake.

Without thinking, she kissed him. Just a quick brush of her lips across his cheek. Smiling shyly, Edward kissed her back. Twice, before tightening his grip on her arms, holding her in place. His blue eyes flashed the amber-grey of the wolf, as he kissed her again. This time with a more violent undertone. Struggling our heroine felt as if something was surrounding her, causing all her energy to leave her body for the briefest second. She saw this black fog rising from Edward's shoulders to encase them both, hot tendrils hovering near her.

"NO!" the voice seemed to come from all directions at once, followed by a supersonic crash and blinding white light. Our heroine felt herself being ripped from her spot, from Edward by something that felt all too familiar. It was like the anti-vampire barriers she'd come to hate.
She was across the room choking, Edric kneeling beside her halfway blocking her from seeing Dagan pinning Edward to the floor. She had no idea what had happened, nor when Loki and Bacchus had arrived. She felt more than heard or even saw, Edric being shoved out of the way, as a clawed hand reached over grabbing her by the neck, lifting her off the floor.  "What part of you can't ever be with The Seer are you not understanding?! Huh?"

"Yo...aid tha..." she still couldn't breathe. "only danger...is Pan..." she swallowed hard, the salty copperness of her own blood as she felt her lip heal itself. "...wanting my baby. And I'm not pregnant so there's nothing for him to take."

Bacchus giggled wildly, a smile spreading across his face, his blue eyes shinning from across the room. "You sure about that one?"

"No. Noooo...oonnoo." she began to almost whine as she looked at Loki, still holding her by the throat. "Ah you didn't! Please tell me that day when..." the dark haired god dropped her back down letting her crash hard to the floor. "Bastard!" she slammed her fist into the center of his foot once, then as high up on his thigh as she could reach from her position. Loki just shook his head at her a suggestive grin cracking his lips.

"I know I'm irresistible, but Dagan, we're in a public place." Edward's voice seemed to break through the noise and confusion, causing everyone to turn to look in their direction. Our heroine using it as a chance to get to her knees, shoving both fists into Loki's thighs again. The god still didn't move.

"You okay?" Dagan asked still kneeling on The Seer's stomach.

"Yeah. Be better if you would get your boney knees out of my ribs."

The auburn haired male moved helping the other werewolf up. "No, I mean are you okay?" he wiggled his fingers near his ear. "Any voices telling you to eat paste?"

The Seer moved his one hand through his hair smoothing it down, before reaching over touching Dagan's neck. Dagan flinched his eyes questioning slits. He began to relax as if slightly drunk finding himself leaning towards the other male's palm. "I'm fine." The Seer replied tilting his head to the side, flexing and unflexing his hand feeling the surge of energy between his fingers."Pan's gone." he turned to look at our heroine. "and I wasn't meaning us when I said there are vampires out there, I meant there are vampires out there. Well one vampire. And your Detective Holmwood is about to become his lunch. Someone not saying any names here..." The Seer pointed to Bacchus. "brought another one of your exes into this reality. You know the famous one, Vlad. It's what tipped the scales enough for Pan to grab you."  Our heroine shimmered out of the shop leaving everyone in shock.

"Did she just..." Dagan asked in amazement, his eyes wide gesturing first to the door then to Bacchus. "that's like a god thing isn't it? How can she?"

"Might have something to do with the fact Pan just possessed the unborn demi-god she's carrying. Or the fact Loki here has been letting her feed off his blood." Bacchus replied moving his hands like weighing scales. "Take your pick."

"Yeah fine, blame it all on me." Loki answered bringing his left hand up to his forehead, his eyes closed.

"We are." Dagan, Bacchus and Edward all said at the same time.


Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your heroine...me(straight up story. Oh Loki shacked it up this time.)

Sunday, June 26, 2016

year 5 day 156 (night bleeds June)

movie: Interview with the Vampire
starring:Brad Pitt, Tom Cruise
genre: Drama, 
year:1994
format: DVD

plot: We follow the life of a group of vampires, as told by one member of a vampire family to a young reporter.

Based on the 1976 novel.

We're brought into this mysterious world of forbidden love. I've never really considered this a typical love story, but at the core of it, it's a love story. You've got a man grieving for the loss of his family, wanting to kill himself but not having the guts to do so. This in turn, makes him vulnerable to some of the worst elements out there. One of which becomes his killer/savoir/brother/lover.  Louis becomes entrapped in a world he never really wanted to be part of, but manages to make the best of.

The first half is that buddy comedy element going on, as the two vampires, Lestat and Louis, travel from place to place, destroying everything in their path, sometimes on purpose sometimes by accident. This then becomes a morality tale when they "adopt" their daughter Claudia. The last part of the film then becomes this action adventure plot, where our lone hero must overcome his past sins and gets revenge on everyone.

Some of my favourite scenes are the fires -both the plantation and the theater, the haircut, the stage play, the whores in the coffin.

There is something deliciously wicked when Lestat jumps into the burning house and screams at Louis about burning down everything. "Will you have us living in a field like cattle?" it shows the divide between the way the two men think. Louis just wants to have a normal life, while Lestat wants to live like a prince. He likes the comfort and status that their plantation has provided so far, but for Louis it's like being caged in. It's Louis' first real act of rebellion. The first time we see him make a choice on his own for his own sake, and not because someone forced him into something.

The scene where Lestat is teasing the woman after half draining her, locking her in the coffin; makes me laugh every time. The perverseness of it is slick in it's own way. Here he is trying his damnedest to get the one person on the planet he cares about to open up to himself, even if it's a torturous lesson. He's cruel because he knows it's the only way to get through to the stubbornness in Louis. And we see just how Louis is disgusted by that side of himself. He's shamed by his own very nature.

The realization that Claudia will never grow up, is one of the most painful scenes I think. Here we have a grown woman who is stuck in the body of a five year old. She is frustrated with her situation, not getting any results from what is essentially overbearing parents, and in doing something as simple as cutting her hair; realizes the truth of her own situation. The very lack of independence is what forces her to make such drastic decisions, and what basically makes her colder and less human than those who created her. (and this is where I can't help but compare it to the relationships in Frankenstein)  It's like dealing with a handicap that you never have a chance to be cured of.
This later on is what fuels Claudia to search out a "new mother" when she demands Madeleine be turned.

The scene later in the film, where after what is years of searching for answers, for more of their kind, the characters of Louis and Claudia find themselves at the Theater de Vampires. "Vampires pretending to be humans pretending to be vampires".  The very quote sums up the whole idea of these villains. The group feel they are above society, above humans and therefore above the other vampires. When they find out about Claudia, they consider her an abomination. A creature who's very existence goes against not just their laws, but the laws of man. They - the group- do not see this relationship as a father/daughter one, but as lovers because that's how they view each other. Not as family but as love/marriages.
The scene that bridges this to the next of my favourites, is when the character of Estelle breaks into the hotel room right after Louis has been forced to turn Madeleine (the equivalent to vampire rape) and screams "It's time for Justice Little One!" always brings a smile to my face. The story's tone then turns even darker with that punctuation that, they who openingly feed mocking their victims, even they have standards that they won't cross.
Then of course, there is the second fire scene where Louis has the showdown with Santiago. It's like the best of the alphas fighting it out. Up till that point, we are to believe that Armand is the alpha of the group, but in fact it is Santiago.

what did I learn? Love will always come with a price.

Book: Louis, a centuries old vampire, is giving a young reporter a detailed account of his life from the time he's killed as a human, on ward. He speaks of the love/hate relationship he has with the vampire who made him, Lestat, and the love for the vampire child the two created together. He speaks of the despair he's felt over the decades, from loss, as well as the constant search for purpose, for meaning.

I have to say, this is the second time I've read this book. The first time was 30 years ago, when I was 12. I got so much more out of it this time around. Partly because I had been 12 when I read it last.  So the main themes here are loneliness, addiction, depression, fear, the search for higher purpose/higher powers, dominance, family values, acceptance, beauty, love...it can go on for awhile. Anne Rice covers a lot.
Anne Rice has been stated as written it during a dark time in her life, (the death of her daughter which is the base for the character of Claudia) and you feel that in the pages. You see the pinpoints of "what does it all mean? Why did you do this to me?" from the two main characters of Louis and Claudia, both subtly and in their dialogue/actions.

There is one scene middle of the book where Louis finally understands that Claudia is not a child any longer, and hasn't been for decades. He had been oblivious to the fact that just because her body stayed that of a 5 year old, her brain matured to her real age; which at that point in the story is 70 years old (she comments that they have been together for 65 years already) And the way she carries herself, the way she dresses and the topics of conversations, proves that she's more than an adult. It's punctuated farther with her making a comment about how she could pass for a "little person" like they've seen at the circus.
Claudia is the combined creature of both Louis and Lestat; both the good and bad traits they carry. As any child is a creation of both their parents. Louis refers to her as his daughter and him the father, but that's only after they have left New Orleans behind. Up till that point, Louis plays more of the mother figure, and Lestat the father figure, as it's Lestat who trains her to hunt.  It's clear from the start of the threesome, that Claudia has the same manipulative streak as Lestat does, as she uses it to control Louis on every level.
She's also the desperate reaction of Lestat to keep Louis. The two male vampires have been together for at lest 50 years before creating her, and Louis is tired of their relationship. On the night that he informs Lestat that he's leaving him in order to have a life of his own, Lestat turns Claudia. It's the vampire equivalent of getting pregnant in a desperate plea to save the marriage. Which, to this point has been a bit of an arranged marriage to begin with. As Lestat originally turned Louis in order to get his money.

In the book, Louis is grieving over the death of his younger brother. (movie version it's a wife and child) and you get the impression that at first, he sees Lestat as a bit of a replacement brother. But, it becomes vastly clear that it's a lover relationship gone wrong. The relationship, as well as most (Lestat/Claudia, Claudia/Madeleine, Armand/Louis,) is referred to as a Master/Slave relationship more that once. (just like the Dracula/Renfield relationship) Which mirrors in this case, the slave owners that they happen to be earlier on in the story when they still own the plantations. I've discussed this before in other posts, that -that in itself is a form of vampirism. The taking of someone's will/freedom/generosity on a continuous basis without ever giving back.  Part of this is shown in the fact whenever the two younger vampires ask for their personal history, Lestat denies them any relief. Which they turn the tables on him, by leaving him for dead and having to struggle to survive.

I loved the scenes where they talk about the physical pains, the physical reactions to not feeding. How they describe the pounding headaches, the feeling like their veins are going to explode, the after effects of the withdrawals. Which is a great metaphor for the effects, both physical and psychological for addiction. And the scenes when they are going for the feed, which is attuned to sex. They draw you in, both sides of the coin, the good and the bad of it. There is a perverse beauty to it.

The one big criticism I always had with the book was the ending.  I know that one of the big themes was being unable to let go of past hurts, but the idea that this all encompassing creature Lestat, would become a helpless old man practically drooling on his shoes, always pissed me off. I know that's weird to say, but it always felt like a cheat to me.

I'm going to shut up now.  Next month we're covering the movie Disney's Hocus Pocus and the novel Carmilla by Sheridan Le Fenu. I'll be back later in the week with the official on that.

EDIT NOTE... IF YOU HAVENT CHECKED OUT HEATHER'S OFFERING OVER AT ALL ROADS LEAD TO THE KITCHEN  YOU NEED TO...she made crawfish.

Friday, June 24, 2016

The Nosferatu Adventures s10 p16

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 264, chapter 264

Out of Time

The auburn haired male stood in the middle of the room both arms extended their full length, his chin down. Edric to his right, Arthur to his left. Our heroine and Detective Holmwood had returned to the occult shop to find Edric and Quentin still waiting for her, the sire bond forcing Edric to react protectively and territorial. The two nearly came to blows. "Alright alright alright! Enough!" Dagan growled towards them both, sniffing. He didn't like the idea of either of them, his own history with our heroine making him want to break both their necks. But Dagan at lest no longer had the sire bond controlling his mind. "Children settle down." he added a sing song tone to his voice clearing his throat. "Now, we're all going to just take a seat and act like non suicidal non homicidal people. No offence officer."


"Good luck with that." Quentin and Matilda both mumbled under their breath at the same time.

"Now, given I was pack alpha...I mean, ran the..." he gestured towards himself not sure what to say in front of Arthur. "As head of this household..."

"Head of this household? What are you Herman Munster?" our heroine asked crossing her arms under her chest giving her boobs a boost. The white bell sleeved dress she was wearing adding a comical note to her argument.

The Seer raised his hand sitting on the back of the sofa his socked feet resting on the one cushion. "Me. I'm better then him at it. I ran the whole Fort for the Queen. I am the real head of the household." he looked around counting everyone in the room. "I'm who you need to be looking for. I'm always who you should have been looking towards. "

"Would someone like to tell me what the bloody hell is going on here?" Arthur asked his own hands out from his sides palms up.

"It's a long story." our heroine replied.

"Well start by telling me how this guy fits in?" he pointed towards Dagan.

"We were..." our heroine made a rolling gesture. "...there was bad blood..."

"Literally." Rufus and The Seer commented at the same time. "And flowers." The Seer nodded mostly to himself as he took the laces out of his shoes and tied them into a giant knot. "Had to dig her out of his uncle's flower..."

"and now we're not." she answered quickly. 

"She slept with my uncle." Dagan added, his eyes wide leaning back slightly from the shoulders.

"...bed." The Seer grinned getting up from his spot and moving towards the door. He placed one of the knotted shoe lace on the door's threshold, and the other on the knob.

"This one?" Arthur pointed towards The Seer.

She shook her head towards Dagan. "Can't ever let that go can you?" letting her hands slap her thighs, the dress exaggerating the gesture.

"I'm her witch doctor." he replied resting his chin on Arthur's shoulder. "You have soft hair." he started petting the top of Arthur's skull. Arthur was about to say something, but he just stood there for a extra long pause not sure how to process it all.

"Hey!" Dagan screamed pointing towards The Seer before leaning around everyone and grabbing his arm. "What did I tell you about touching stuff?" he let out a soft huff.

"It's always a bad idea." The Seer replied holding his hands up in the air. "Bad touching."  He cast his blue eyes down as he started to play with his tie, removing it, and tying it into more knots.

"How about I make us some tea? Or lunch?" Matilda stood then in the doorway of the little kitchen, one hand on the doorframe, the other at her throat.

"Can we have stew? I suddenly want rabbit stew...here comes peter cotton tail..."The Seer started to sing under his breath. "Rabbit stew makes you hop and jump and swirl..." he double checked the knotted tie before moving to the window, laying it across the edge of it.


Meanwhile...

2024
The Darkest Forest...

Reuben stood in the middle of the room, eyeing the wall. He had already moved the two bookcases over to the corners, so they left a two foot gap between them.  "You done yet?" Finn asked as he wandered into the darkened room, a large leather doctor's bag in hand.

"Almost." the werewolf replied as he placed the mirror between the two bookcases on the east wall. "There. Should do it." he took a step back, running his right hand over his beard.

"I still can't believe the Sea Witch actually told you the secret to making a magick mirror." the familiar said shaking his head. "Unreal."

"I know right? Which..." the dark haired male leaned over the edge of the one bookcase, grabbing another chunk of meat off the rabbit he'd caught and roasted. He didn't bother to tell Finn this was his third in two hours. Reuben had slowly slipped back into his old habits and addictions in the last few months since Dagan had been gone. Eating everything he could get his hands on being the top of the list. "But, if Loki wasn't such a douchebag and actually answered when we called, I wouldn't have had to." he raised his voice and eyebrow as he waited to see if the god would pop in. When all stayed silent, the werewolf shrugged, stepping back towards the mirror. "Okay nurse clawmarks, hand me the holy water."

The two followed the spell's instructions, and waited.  Within a matter of moments, the mirror's surface became covered in dust, odd patterns beginning to form in it before the colour seemed to change. Almost as if someone was turning the lights down. The two males moved closer to the mirror, as a tiny pinpoint of light appeared in the middle of it all. The little light expanding in what felt like slow motion. In actuality, it was. It took nearly another hour for the pinpoint of light to grow to the size of a fist.
The image that finally began to take solid form, was that of a small kitchen, a middle aged woman busily making sandwiches and tea. Music seemed to play in the background, as the woman sung along.

Shrugging again, Reuben tapped on the mirror. "Hello? Mirror Mirror on the wall, come and talk, tell me all."

The woman stopped dead cold as if she'd been caught doing something she shouldn't. Turning in a full circle, she faced the little mirror behind her. Dropping the spoon she had been using to mix the egg salad, she brought her hands up to her mouth. Stepping closer to her side of the mirror, she leaned in. "Oh my god! Reuben?" Matilda started to bounce up and down shaking out her hands as she reached out automatically to grab the little mirror that hung over the kitchen table. Stopping, sharply, she remembered the mirrors only worked when hanging. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Rufus! Dagan!" she screamed pointing at the mirror. "It's Reuben! He's in the wall!"


Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your heroine...me (straight up story. Right, like anything works the way its suppose to for our gang.)

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Coffee Talk June 22nd 2016

Spudguns!  How's your morning treating you? Or your evening depending on where and when you catch this.

So, you might have noticed that the One Movie A Day Challenge, this year has some gaps in it. That is both good and bad depending on your point of view.  Bad because that means I suck at finishing things, Good because that means I halfway got a life and don't have the same kind of time to sit in front of the tv and blog all day.

I am however, already starting to think about Hallowe'en week's posts. Which is ironic when you think about it.

Speaking of the never ending serial-soap opera The Nosferatu Adventures,  you know how the infamous vampire binder and lunchbox were written in because I had them in real life first; well faithful readers, you might remember the charm bracelet  Nosferatu is wearing in a few of the alternate realities (s4 p1) It's real too. Well, half of it is real. So far, I've gotten the bat, wolf, dream catcher, and a pirate ship...well pirate ship-ish. I know, it's suppose to be a pirate flag with skull and cross bones, but I had trouble finding one.
The Nosferatu Adventures has been a part of my life for the last 3 and a half years, which is amazing considering it was designed to be only 6 parts over the course of one year just as filler for the blog.  I eat, sleep and breathe these characters. It's not unusual to see me roaming the city mumbling about werewolves and sidhes and how Dagan would never say that or Loki has gotten too human.  I'm not kidding, I dream about these characters constantly, to the point I wake up in the middle of the night and start scribbling notes. I keep finding post-it notes from two years ago in the bottom of my purse, with ideas that I'm only getting around to now.

Okay, so I'm feeling little bit sentiment this morning. Cue up Dagan's 1950's playlist.

Earth Angel- by the Penguins
Still of the Night- by The Five Satins
Mr. Sandman- by the Chordettes
She Boom- by the Crew Cuts
Someone to Watch Over Me- by Frank Sinatra