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.