CAROLE JOHNSTONE

British Fantasy Award Winner 2014; 3x British Fantasy Award Nominee

Tuesday, 21 April 2009

Procrastination

Had great writing plans this weekend (timetable and everything, just like SG study leave). Instead, ended up doing everything but. Stayed up far too late Friday: downloading terrible tunes, being a menace on Facebook, catching up with the wonderful Scottish Falsetto Sock Puppet Theatre on Youtube...the list goes on, but you get the gist. A glass or two of wine might have featured too.
Saturday night, rounded off productive weekend by watching a couple of horrors while munching the last of my mini eggs. One: The Tattooist [Eyeworks Touchdown], was a New Zealand film that I've been looking out for for a while. Enjoyable enough, but no great shakes.
Splinter [Indion Entertainment Group] on the other hand, was one of the best low-budget, shaky-cam horrors I've seen in a long time (Five Across the Eyes, anyone? Never again, not even if you could miraculously delete those 3am Facebook msgs for me).
Very briefly, Splinter is about a couple and an escaped convict who find themselves trapped inside a gas station, while a parasitic creature with a propensity for transforming the still living into skewered hosts (cue much gore and dislocation of limbs, yum), besieges the forecourt.
The acting was brilliant, thanks to a script that was blessedly free from the usual cliches and 'yo dude' dialogue. And there wasn't even a sex scene. That aside, it was great - boom boom!
Well back to work, I guess. Now that I've wasted most of this night watching Easties, catching up on emails, and writing this post.

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