Tuesday, August 31, 2010

News: Macabre: A Journey Through Australia's Darkest Fears launch at Aussiecon4

Macabre: A Journey Through Australia's Darkest Fears (ed. Angela Challis & Dr Marty Young, Brimstone Press) is a landmark anthology that spans the history of Australian horror, from the earliest colonial ghost story through to the present (including 17 originals from today's generation of horror authors).

A landmark book deserves a landmark launch, and the stars of Australian horror will be out in force for the Macabre book launch at Aussiecon4, the World Science Fiction Convention in Melbourne:

  • Date: Friday September 3, 2010
  • Time: 4pm
  • Venue: Melbourne Convention Centre (Room 203).

Contributors expected to attend the launch include Richard Harland, Kaaron Warren, Sean Williams, Kirstyn McDermott, Rick Kennett, Bob Franklin, Martin Livings, Paul Haines, Kyla Ward, Gary Kemble, David Witteveen, Nathan Burrage, Andrew J. McKiernan, Matthew Chrulew, Susan Wardle, Will Elliott, and Shane Jiraiya Cummings.

Selected authors will read their Macabre stories and all will be available to sign copies.

Macabre will be on sale at the launch at the special price of $40. After the launch, it will be available from the Ticonderoga table in the dealers' room for $44.


Source: Brimstone Press

Review: Within His Reach by Steve Gerlach

This novella is dedicated to the memory of Rod Serling (writer and creator of The Twilight Zone), and it shows. Within His Reach is a quaint little story that harkens back to the film-noir days of the 1950s where American towns were a picturesque realm of suited, cynical attitudes with a black and white visual style. But underlying this hardboiled world’s glossy surface is also the propaganda beneath: that what lies on top is merely an illusion our authorities want us to believe in …

At this time in history, polio is an epidemic sweeping the nation, and Arnold Enright is one of the poor unfortunates to lose everything he holds dear to a disease that relegates you to the mechanical prison of living in an iron lung. Told in first person narration, this is where the story picks up, and Gerlach does a good job conveying the despondency of the disease. When Arnold decides to go ahead with radical surgery and subsequently wakes up in his home town of Hope Springs a whole man, his elation soon turns to despair when he realizes that the town is empty and everything has the drab quality of a nightmare. Was the surgery a success? Is he merely dreaming? Why does everything he touch vanish into non-existence? Despite the world around him falling apart yet again, Arnold goes in search of the wife who abandoned him and the daughter he’s never met.

Here, Steve Gerlach has given himself the task of translating the The Twilight Zone ambiance into a literary format, and for the most part, he succeeds; reading, we can almost hear the show’s soundtrack in the background – can almost anticipate an intermission when events fracture into pure slippage. But I also had the feeling this is a short story that has been stretched like taffy into the length of a novella. As I whole, I think it could have benefited from being sluiced down to half the word count … and made an enjoyable read even more palatable to fans of science fiction noir. A small quibble in an otherwise engaging story.

The Australian small Press Tasmaniac Publications have done a beautiful job with this edition, and although copies might still be available elsewhere, it seems to have sold out in its current incarnation. Tasmaniac have a reputation for glossy, imaginative illustrations and covers, and Within His Reach is no exception. It also contains a nostalgic and original foreword by legendary writer William F. Nolan entitled The Twilight Years.

Reviewed by Matthew Tait

Monday, August 30, 2010

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Review: Splice


Vincenzo Natali has become somewhat of a science fiction cult director in recent years, helming the now well-known and celebrated Cube. Although never quite mainstream, his other foray Cypher has showcased a director that isn’t reluctant to call science fiction his forte. Too often in the past we see those with a penchant for the fantastique moving away into other more ‘serious’ realms when they find greater clout to wield. Thus the David Cronenberg’s of the world are a seldom phenomenon and should be treasured for their commitment and loyalty. Natali is one such director still finding his feet, and with Splice moves entirely into the mainstream.  
                                         
A scientist team that are also a couple, Elsa (Sarah Polley) and Clive (Adrian Brody), are on the cutting edge of human/animal gene splicing, and are trying to develop a protein for a major corporation. When their experiments herald the arrival of new species, they decide to go rouge and take it to the next level: splicing human and animal DNA. When each small breakthrough leads to another victory, the scientists set in motion an irrevocable chain of advents that gives birth to Dren … an entirely new progeny female in gender and having hybrid characteristics.

Fitting this particular premise are typical plot-offshoots that go hand and hand with it:  the ethical and moral dilemmas … is it right to play with God’s codes and maps if it could lead to a victory over disease? And is there an ultimate price to pay if we succeed? Of course, there is nothing new here – but we get the feeling there isn’t supposed to be. The characters of Elsa and Clive are even named as a homage to central characters in Bride of Frankenstein. That said, the first half of the film does feel original in its execution, with the real star here Dren. This is no run-of-the-mill Alien/Species knock-off: watching the creature as it grows and learns at a breakneck pace is disconcerting to say the least – the CGI is flawless, giving an authentic performance that, once married with regular prosthetics, has the viewer feeling prickly with dread.

Throughout, there is the undercurrent of the domestic, as we see Elsa’s and Clive’s relationship and unresolved personal issues taken into disarray by the their current predicament. In this regard, there was so much to like, but what ultimately lets the film down is the final third, a finale that feels taped on and sinks to the level of Natali’s cheaper films. Obvious script re-writes are layered on as though no one (including the director), knew how to finish it. There is one unexpected development that is implausible to the point it’s laughable. And from here, any aficionado can guess where things lead.  

But this does not take away the films gains, and having an A list performer like Brody elevates the production into something that deserved to make theatrical release. French actress Delphine Chaneac gives the character of Dren an uncanny take that makes us feel and fear her at the same time. This alone makes Splice a small triumph. 


Review: Matthew Tait 

Friday, August 27, 2010

News: Nightmare Ball final reminder for tickets

This is the final reminder that ticket sales for the Australian Horror Writers Association's Nightmare Ball, held at the Melbourne Convention Centre next Friday September 3, close tonight (Aug 27) at 9pm!

As the event is catered, tickets will not be sold at the door on the night, so purchasing tickets before 9pm tonight is essential!

Purchase your tickets from the Nightmare Ball web page.

[Note: a list of attendees will be at the door, so tickets will not be mailed.]

Thursday, August 26, 2010

News: Eye of Fire Issue #2 now available

Brimstone Press has released the second issue of its Eye of Fire e-zine. Issue #2 brings you more varied topics:
  • Interviews with Kyla Ward and Andrew J. McKiernan.
  • NecroScope and zombie news!
  • Macabre launch at Aussiecon4.
  • Fiction (Macabre excerpts)
  • The latest book and movie reviews.
  • Win free movie tickets and books!
  • Dark and Alternative Business Directory.
  • Brimstone Press Catalogue.

Eye of Fire #2 can be downloaded for free (~3.8mb in size) from www.brimstonepress.com.au/EoF02.pdf

If you missed the first issue (which features Chuck McKenzie's Atheling award-nominated article "The Dead Walk! ... Into a Bookstore Near You"), download it from www.brimstonepress.com.au/EoF01.pdf.


Source: Brimstone Press

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

News: Nightmare Ball tickets closing Friday!

The Australian Horror Writers Association's Nightmare Ball has sold out its initial run of tickets! However, the AHWA is selling an additional allocation of tickets, which will be on sale until 9pm this Friday August 27.

Because the event is catered and close to capacity, door tickets will not be sold on the night.

Hurry, this is your final chance to rub shoulders with Australia's horror community and like-minded people dressed in fabulous outfits! Confirmed guests attending the Ball include Ellen Datlow (editor), Bernadette Foley (Orbit Australia), and Patrick Nielsen-Hayden (Tor). Many AHWA members (including President Marty Young and Vice President Shane Jiraiya Cummings) will also be in attendance.

Incredible door prizes and costume prizes will be on offer.
  • Date: Friday, 3rd September 2010
  • Time: 9pm to Midnight
  • Place: The Banquet Hall (Room 201) at the Melbourne Convention Centre (in conjunction with Aussiecon4, the 68th World Science Fiction Convention)
The event is open to all at A$40. AHWA members (and their spouses) and Aussiecon4 members can purchase tickets at A$30. [Note: AHWA Shop prices are in US dollars]

Tickets can only be purchased from the AHWA Shop (until 9pm Friday August 27!). Remember, there will be no tickets at the door!


Source: AHWA

Monday, August 23, 2010

Review: The Walking Dead

Robert Kirkman (creator/writer) & Tony Moore (illus.), 2003 - , Image Comics

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Review: The Crazies

Dir. Breck Eisner, 2010, Roadshow Entertainment (DVD).

In a small Midwestern town, where life moves at a slow, comfortable pace, something terrible is happening. There's something in the water. People are changing. Becoming violent. And now military forces are moving in, seemingly operating with a single, simple intent: Contain the Crazies...

As a fan of the original George A. Romero version of this movie, and no particular fan of remakes, I'm extremely pleased to be able to say that Breck Eisner's The Crazies is a terrific film that works on every level as a stand-alone production, while nonetheless remaining respectful to the source material. Much of the savage satire and black humour that characterised Romero's work is gone, along with the underlying theme of bureaucratic incompetence, replaced in this modern version by a greater focus upon horror and the depiction of the military as an implacable, faceless, almost omnipotent foe (although that's not to say they don't make their share of catastrophic mistakes). The atmosphere remains taut and uncomfortable throughout, with some sterling performances from the central cast that continually leave the viewer guessing as to whose sanity may be compromised.

Dark, nihilistic and frightening, The Crazies is an excellent, if disturbing movie that will appeal (if that's the right word) to those who prefer darker fare, and don't insist upon happy endings.

Review: The Zombies of Lake Woebegotten

Harrison Geillor, 2010, Night Shade Books

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

News: Aussiecon4 program online

The extensive program for Aussiecon4, the 68th World Science Fiction Convention, is now online.

Aussiecon4 will commence on Thursday 2 September at 2pm and conclude on Monday 6 September at 5pm. The event, which is held at the Melbourne Convention Exhibition Centre, is expected to attract up to 3,000 participants, including many notable local and overseas authors, editors, publishers, and literary agents.

Marquee events at Aussiecon4 include AHWA's Nightmare Ball, the Aussiecon4 masquerade, and the Hugo Awards, Ditmar Awards, and Prometheus Awards ceremonies. In addition, there will be an exhaustive stream of panels, academic presentations, readings, signings, book launches, and kaffeeklatches across the five days of the event. A considerable number of panels will be devoted to Australian horror.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Review: So Cold the River by Michael Koryta


Michael Koryta forgoes his usual detective series to venture into the paranormal, in the wonderful standalone novel ‘So Cold the River’ (Arena/Allen & Unwin).

Eric Shaw is an imperfect man who self-imploded his own world. He used to be a cinematographer on top of his game in L.A., now he is in Chicago making documentaries, or ‘video life portraits’, to be shown at memorial services. He is still in demand, though – it seems he has the knack for capturing the true essence of the recently deceased, usually from just looking at their family album. After a particularly revealing (to Eric’s gift) service, Eric is approached by a captivating woman, Alyssa Bradford, who wants Eric to make a documentary for her husband about the life of her father-in-law, billionaire Campbell Bradford. The man is 95 years old and breathing his last breath. Needing the attached payment, Eric travels to Bradford’s home towns of West Baden and French Lick – to be the focus of the documentary – taking with him Bradford’s strange bottle of water, Pluto Water, which was labelled as a curative to almost anything, bottled from the strange Lost Springs in town. This particular bottle is cold to the touch, and becomes even more freezing as the novel progresses. Peaked with curiosity, Eric can’t help but taste some, no matter how old it is. Thus starts an addiction, a need to keep drinking the water to survive, and a constant set of mental flashes that heighten Eric’s psychic gift, merging the past with the present in West Baden.

Staying at the majestic West Baden Springs Hotel, recently restored and extremely out of place in a small town, Eric meets university student Kellen Cage, who is researching the area, too. Kellen is also searching for information on Campbell Bradford, but the man he’s after is of a different description and age. As their search progresses, it seems the name is far from coincidental. Combined with Eric’s flashbacks, they begin to unravel crimes that took place in West Baden’s past, crimes committed by one of the Campbell Bradfords, a man of pure evil who is trying to claw his way back into the town and its psychical world through a cold little drink and a redneck relative named Josiah Bradford. In an epic finale set to the usual mega-storm (I mean, come on, too many novels have done the violent nature set), Eric and a slew of wonderfully detailed support characters fight to keep this evil from arising.

This novel immediately pulled me in with Koryta’s wonderful prose. Building the story in a style reminiscent of James Herbert (say, ‘Haunted’, among others), he creates a compelling character in Eric Shaw, whose long-ignored psychic ability begins to consume his life. Another plus is that the locations in the novel are real, and were in fact the inspiration for the story. The sets are written so well that you really feel like you are in an old, majestic hotel, listening to a ghostly violin ease the night away.

The only complaint I have to this novel (besides the cliché use of the storm) is that the spectral character of Campbell Bradford loses his peak quickly. Whilst being present in a series of disturbing scenes when Eric initially becomes dependent on the Pluto Water, and the past merges with the present, the character’s motive and method for coming back is never really fleshed out, as if the man doesn’t quite have a plan of action at all. But then again, maybe that’s because he relies on a bloody-crazy relative like Josiah to carry out some plans. I can’t say too much more without ruining the book, but the Campbell Bradford character still is enjoyable, nonetheless.

For the most part (and this is a hefty tome, at just over 500 pages), Koryta successfully does what Joe Hill accomplished with ‘Heart-Shaped Box’ – take an old style of supernatural horror and infuse it with fresh slant for our era. Novels like this make me damn proud of what dark fiction still has the ability to do. This really is a fantastic read, which deserves to be in your collection.

Review by Craig Bezant

News: The Loved Ones to premiere at UK's FrightFest

Aussie torture porn flick The Loved Ones will have its UK premiere at Film4 FrightFest, the UK’s premiere fantasy and horror film festival, where thousands of fans descend on London’s West End Cinema ‘Empire’ for five days of thrills later this month.

This continues a fantastic run for The Loved Ones, which has been playing to packed houses at festivals around world, including the Toronto International Film Festival, where it won Midnight Madness, SXSW, Melbourne, Sydney, New Zealand, Hong Kong, San Fransico, and Dallas film festivals.

If you live in Australia, you can check the film out for yourself in cinemas from October 28, but if you can’t wait that long, keep your eyes peeled for The Loved Ones parties that’ll be happening across Australia. Dress up, dress down, whatever: just be prepared to scream a lot!

Check out the trailer:




Source: Anarchy PR

News: Shane Ryan's artwork at AHWA's Nightmare Ball

Shane Ryan has been an avid horror fan for many years. He is also a self-taught horror artist/illustrator who has been creating unique macabre horror art for even longer. He takes his inspiration from a vast array of influences ranging from horror films, comics, and music to criminal psychology and true crime. Shane's main focus when creating his artworks is realism (even when some of his works are quite bizarre and other worldy) and to feature intricate details that tend to reveal more horrors hidden within the more one looks into them.

Over recent years, his work has been featured by several genre sites including Fangoria, Fatally-Yours, Gore Master and Horror News, he has exhibited his work both at home in Australia and in the U.S, won the open fantasy art competition The Guild Of The Golden Owl, where he swept up the judges award and recently has had work published in Australian comic Decay and AHWA's Midnight Echo.

Shane is now looking forward to attending the AHWA Nightmare Ball and contributing his work, "I'm really looking forward to contributing my work to such a fine looking event that not only supports the local horror community but also to just mingle with fellow horror fiends, writers, and fans at what looks set to be a suitably Horrible and fun night."

Shane has donated a signed, framed limited edition print to the prize pool for the Best Mask and Best Costume.



Tickets for the Nightmare Ball are close to selling out. They can be purchased from the Ball website.

Competition: The Killer Inside Me

Courtesy of Icon Movies and NRC Communications, HorrorScope has double passes to give away for the disturbing thriller The Killer Inside Me.

Synopsis:
Based on the novel by legendary pulp writer Jim Thompson, Michael Winterbottom’s The Killer Inside Me tells the story of handsome, charming, unassuming small town sheriff’s deputy Lou Ford (Casey Affleck). Lou has a bunch of problems. Woman problems. Law enforcement problems. An ever-growing pile of murder victims in his West Texas jurisdiction. And the fact he’s a sadist, a psychopath, a killer. Suspicion begins to fall on Lou, and it’s only a matter of time before he runs out of alibis. But in Thompson’s savage, bleak, blacker-than-noir universe, nothing is ever what it seems, and it turns out that the investigators pursuing him might have a secret of their own.

Also stars Bill Pullman, Elias Koteas, Jessica Alba, Kate Hudson, Simon Baker. Written by John Curran.

Watch the trailer here

To enter:
Email your name and postal address to ozhorrorscope@gmail.com.

Conditions:
  • One entry per person.
  • Open to Australian residents only.
  • Competition closes August 26.
  • Winners randomly drawn.
  • Your personal info remains confidential.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Review: Blockade Billy by Stephen King


I was lucky to chance upon Stephen King’s new novella, ‘Blockade Billy’, published by Cemetery Dance (2010).

This novella is not one for King’s usual horror-hounds. Sure, it has a dark side to it, but it is more of a character piece, a yarn told by an old man, than anything else. Another King work I could compare it to is ‘The Colorado Kid’ (Hard Case Crime), again, just a yarn about something that happened (in that case, another style of crime). Both are outside King’s usual zone, but both are quality writing in their own way, just without supernatural twists, etcetera.

The story is told to “Mr King” by old retiree George Grantham, “Granny”, once the New Jersey Titans’ third base coach and equipment manager. The tale is presented as a ‘real story’ about the season when William “Blockade Billy” Blakely was called up to join the Titans as a replacement catcher, a part of the season that has been wiped from the record books. Bill was only meant to be an adequate replacement, at best, but began to break all the rookie records, with no fear when defending the home plate and the ability to slug home runs when needed. Like a brick wall at his territory, he quickly earned the nickname “Blockade Billy” from the fans, but the lack of fear seemed to be due to the slight mental deficiency Bill exhibited out of play. This deficiency, and Bill’s willingness to blindly follow what others would say (especially the pitcher, who thought of Bill as his good luck charm), leads to a few dodgy situations that build and unravel the real character and his life before the team.

I must say I love the presentation of this novella. It is printed in small-sized hardback, with a glorious painting on the cover (that does not hint at anything dark) and black and white illustrations within (that begin to encapsulate the darker side of the story). Each page has a nice header font with classic baseball, World Series-style curves, and page numbers placed inside a home base plate. There’s even a daggy photo of Stephen King in a (mock?) Titan’s uniform on the back sleeve – Go team, go!

However, I must say that I probably would have found this novella a bore, or confusing, if I hadn’t played baseball in my past. There is a ton of descriptive work about each game the Titans play with Blockade Billy, and although must lingo can be decoded, if you don’t care for baseball, you will only really be waiting for the Stephen King hook in the story. Unfortunately, there are about three twists you could imagine from the start and King takes one of these, albeit with a lengthy explanation. So the story is quite straightforward – no ‘out there’ twist, no surprises. Just a good yarn, really, which is how I took it, and how you should too.


Review by Craig Bezant

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Review: The Human Centipede (First Sequence) – (2009)

The Human Centipede (First Sequence) – (2009) Dir Tom Six. Starring Dieter Laser, Ashley C. Williams, Ashlynn Yennie.

Just when you think you’ve seen everything, along comes a movie like The Human Centipede. If you think torture porn was at its limit, think again. This is true horror in every sense of the word.

It’s all there in the title. Dr Heiter is a retired acclaimed surgeon who gained success in the separation of Siamese twins. But he’s gone a little crazy (slightly!) and now dreams of conjoining people instead, to create a human centipede of 3 people sharing one digestive system. If it sounds messed up, it’s because it is.

Next we meet Lindsay and Jenny. They arrive at the doctor’s home after their car breaks down, to seek help. Boy did they pick the wrong door to knock on. The doctor drugs them and thus has two pieces to his demented puzzle. But he needs a third.

It is Dieter Laser’s portrayal of Dr Heiter that will resonate with audiences. His creepy firecracker nature and controlled movements are terrifyingly unsettling and holds him in good stead with other iconic psychopaths like Anthony Hopkins as Hannibal Lector and Javier Bardem’s portrayal of Anton Chigurh in No Country For Old Men. It’s unnerving every time he is on screen. The other poor actors playing the centipede are passable. They must have been desperate for work to endure this role.

Of course there is already a plethora of parodies on the film (search YouTube for a good laugh) but if you’re brave enough to get past the concept there are some good aspects to the film. It’s not a joke; it’s supposed to be disturbingly scary and is at times. It’s just every time you see the doctor’s formation that you start questioning yourself and think ‘What the f**k am I watching here?’ The tag line is that it is 100% medically accurate, although most of it is implied rather than shown thank god. A sequel is also coming, The Human Centipede (Full Sequence), surely by then this little film about a human centipede will have obtained cult status?

The Human Centipede is coming! Check out the Aussie website for cities and dates;


Reviewed By Troy King

Monday, August 16, 2010

News: NecroScope Subscription Drive

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Review: Survival of the Dead

Survival of the Dead – Dir. George A. Romero; Starring Alan van Sprang, Kenneth Welsh, Athena Karkanis - 2009.


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Review: Eleven Twenty-Three

Jason S. Hornsby, Permuted Press, 2010.

Layne Prescott, a former high school teacher returning to the US after months of living abroad, meets a strange man in a Shanghai airport, and ends up with a mysterious briefcase shackled to his wrist. Back home in the small town of Lilly's End, Layne must cope with more than just the fallout from past indiscretions and his father's funeral; every day, at precisely 11.23, Lilly's end sinks into violent chaos. People are dying. Cut off from the outside world by a strict military quarantine, and with the town population in rapid decline, Layne and his friends wait with dread as the clock ticks downward towards ... what?

If you've read Jason S. Hornsby's debut novel, Every Sigh, the End (HorrorScope review here), then you'll have at least an inkling of exactly how frighteningly surreal (and I use both words advisedly) Eleven Twenty-Three is going to be. (On a sidenote, if you've not read Every Sigh, the End, you really, really should. Go on. Buy a copy. Read it. I'll wait). With a twisting, fast-paced plot involving dark conspiracies, covert experiments, media manipulation, and other, more personal betrayals of trust, this novel manages to set the reader on edge from the very first page, and doesn't relent for a moment thereafter. Reader discomfort is further compounded by the myriad extreme contradictions of the tale, Eleven Twenty-Three being simultaneously funny yet horrifying, engrossing yet distasteful, highly literary yet filled with pulp/cult sensibilities, and utterly brilliant throughout.

Available via Amazon, Eleven Twenty-Three is an utterly terrifying, genre-bending, paranoid nightmare of a novel, and one that absolutely deserves both massive readership and critical acclaim.

Review: Realms of the Dead (a Forgotten Realms: The Haunted Lands anthology)

Ed. Susan J. Morris, Wizards of the Coast, 2010

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Review: Abominations

Rebecca Brock, RLB, 2007

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Review: Robogeisha

Robogeisha (Japan-2009; dir. Noboru Iguchi)

Reviewed by Robert Hood

Spurred on by the possibilities for excessive imagery inherent in current SFX technologies, the Japanese independent film industry has produced a string of particularly OTT (Over The Top) genre extravaganzas in recent years. Yoshihiro Nishimura’s Tokyo Gore Police (aka Tôkyô zankoku keisatsu) and Vampire Girl vs. Frankenstein Girl (aka Kyûketsu Shôjo tai Shôjo Furanken), along with Noboru Igushi’s The Machine Girl (aka Kataude mashin gâru) and The Ancient Dogoo Girl (aka Kyôretsu môretsu! Kodai shôjo Dogu-chan matsuri!) are all excellent examples of the sexually exploitative, SFX-driven, imaginatively gore-drenched exuberance that characterizes the sub-genre. The Japanese have never been averse to going Over The Top, but these films display a particular enthusiasm for surreal bodily enhancement and distortion that partakes of David Cronenberg’s “body horror” sub-genre from the 1970s-1990s, but replaces his seriousness with often crude humour and throws aside any pretense to restraint or good taste.

Noboru Igushi’s curious 2009 hybrid sci-fi/fantasy/comedy Robogeisha features assassin geishas sporting an array of robotic enhancements that goes beyond the pseudo-scientific into a sort of fantasized otherworld. Yoshie (Aya Kiguchi) has a problematic relationship with her older sister, Kikuyakko (Hitomi Hasebe), who is a trained geisha but is also, behind the scenes, abusive and hurtful. Yoshie would like to think that she, too, could be a geisha but is never able overcome a lifetime of being told she can’t do anything right. Yet she harbours a repressed physical aggression that comes out at an opportune moment and results in the two of them being more-or-less forcibly inducted into the ranks of the assassin-geisha squad being trained by evil corporation Kageno Steel.

 
After being forced to fight her sister, who shows no reluctance to kill Yoshie in order to escape, she really gets into the swing of the assassination-and-sex gig and even embarks on a regime of physical enhancement -- so much so that she is transformed into a fully fledged cyborg, just like the Tengu Squad and the other assassin-geisha, thereby becoming the self-styled Robogeisha.

The enhancements the assassin-geisha adopt are many, varied and weird. Anger-controlled arm-guards that sprout a katana, breast machine-guns, swords that spring from butt, armpit (whenever Yoshie adopts a “sexy pose”) and mouth, hidden rocket-launchers, large spinning blades erupting from the mouth, the ability to split in half to reveal the assassin within, Tengu acid-milk that squirts from the geishas' breasts and causes faces to melt, and eventually, once Yoshie is further adapted by rebels after losing her legs in an explosion, the ability to transform her lower half into a mini-tank ("I didn’t know I was a transformer!”). None of it makes much sense even in the field of B-flick science fiction technology, but who cares? It’s bizarre, it’s insane, it’s often tasteless and if it has meaning, that meaning lies in the sheer absurdity of the whole thing.



Does it work? Much of the time. The acting is as extreme as the gore and weirdness -- loud, gaudy and in-your-face in the manner of Japanese slapstick comedy -- yet it calms down into a relatively more subtle mode every now and then, when necessary. The effects are at a good B-film exploitation standard -- largely make-up FX and low-budget prosthetics enhanced with OK-but-not-quite-first-rate CGI. The plot wanders from set-piece to bloody set-piece with minimal logic, but with an underlying social humanism that is, at times, almost convincing. Sometimes the pace falters. But the negatives aren’t going to matter too much if the above description of what’s in the film seems appealing to you. Robogeisha gives what the title suggests it should, and if it fails to gel into a film that might have been a cult classic, it’s nevertheless entertaining -- and undeniably odd.

And did I mention that during the last act a pseudo-feudal castle turns out to be a gigantic robot that goes on a daikaiju-like rampage during which it smashes buildings with the same blood-splattery result that the Tengu Squad manage to cause when they slice into their human victims?



With Mutant Girl Squad (2010) (aka Sentô shôjo: Chi no tekkamen densetsu) and Karate Robot Zaborger (2011) (aka Denjin Zabôgâ: Gekijô-ban) on the horizon, there’s no sign that Igushi’s enthusiasm for visually distorting the genre -- and the audience’s psyche -- is on the wane.

Robogeisha is released in Australia by Madman Entertainment.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Review: Dead or Alive

William Harms, Absolute Tyrant Publishers, 2010

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Review: Thirst


Thirst (2009) – Starring Song Kang-ho, Kim Ok-bin, Shin Ha-kyun. Dir Park Chan-wook

Every now and then a really good movie comes along that you may have missed first time around. When you find it, what a pleasure this can be when it’s a real winner like Thirst. Thirst is a 2009 Korean vampire love story. Just don’t expect along the same lines as Twilight.

A Korean monk heads off for spiritual enlightenment when his lament at the suffering of the sick is too much to bear. In a hospice in Africa he contributes towards research for vaccines of deadly viruses with only his faith as a guide. Voluntarily exposing himself to these diseases, he believes his fate is in the hands of God. But after a blood transfusion to save his life he is exposed to something much more- vampire blood. Turning him into one, we now have our Korean Vampire Monk, destined to walk the night hours alone. In search of blood.

Once home he is branded a martyr. The miracle man that came back to life. However his believers do not know that to now stay alive, he drinks the blood of comatose patients. At least this vampire has a conscience- no killing. However things don't always go to plan.

The dialogue is beautifully written, nearly poetic at times and there is a fantastic artistic tone to the violent imagery. And the film has a whole lot of story. Next he meets the daughter of an abusive family and falls in love. Lust causes him to sin and ironically, even though drinking blood is not very Christian like, his sin of lust causes him much more despair. Such an analogy of life, trying to do good but the thirst of temptation is your undoing.

The second half of the film takes a slightly bizarre, almost comical twist which is a slight let down to an almost flawless beginning. Although overall it is an outstanding intelligent and interesting film with a memorable finale. A vampire love story without the attitude.

Reviewed By Troy King.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Review: Too Many Murders by Collen McCullough

Too Many Murders (HarperCollins) is a crime/mystery novel written by Australia’s Colleen McCullough.

Now, Colleen McCullough is one of Australia’s greatest authors, has received an Order of Australia for her work with the written word, and is immortalised on a recent set of stamps (featuring six Aussie authors). But her best work has been in the field of dramatic and historical epics such as The Thorn Birds, Tim and the ‘Masters of Rome’ series. Why she has ventured into the mystery field is something of a mystery in itself, if this novel is anything to go by. One look at the lacklustre cover was enough to start my suspicions running wild.

This novel represents the second in the ‘Carmine Delmonico’ series. It starts with twelve murders in one day (an over-the-top premise that doesn’t quite work with the payoff). In small town Holloman, Connecticut, in 1967, this is unheard of. Captain Carmine Delmonico is sent to the first crime scene – a university student who has had the misfortune of receiving a bear trap to the face. Other victims around Connecticut have been poisoned, drowned, and so on. Carmine of course expects the obvious – the murders have to be connected, orchestrated on many levels to take place in such a short timeframe. As things get started, it is revealed that one of the victims was being watched by the FBI, for allegedly selling plans to the Russians (this is the Cold War era, yes). Cue the fights with bureaucracy, and the trail to find the person responsible for making the murders happen.

At first I was excited at the prospect of twelve murders to be solved, but the method Carmine uses to do this is not what I expected. This is a police procedural of the driest kind, composing of interview after interview with witnesses and potential suspects. It is, of course, what real life detective work is often like, but in a fictional novel? There is never any real tension, never any real motive to keep flipping through the pages, until the last quarter or so when things finally start getting resolved.

Too Many Murders is perhaps the first title I have read this year where I felt a better appreciation of its layers would arrive when I am a bit older. Perhaps it was because I could not gel with the era, the 60s, because the era was more of a setting than an atmosphere; or the underlining threat of the Cold War in the story, which isn’t really taken too far; or the resulting ‘authentic’ dialogue, which felt anything but. How many people talked like pompous English Lords in the 60s, in America? Everyone in this book seems to – it’s just diabolical (yes, that word is used). What I must give credit to is the level of research conducted into how Carmine conducts an investigation – but, as stated, it is so close to the truth that there’s just too much of it, certainly killing any tension that could have resulted from investigating twelve murders. McCullough’s characters are wonderfully in-depth too – again, a little excessively detailed in some areas; and although the detective work is tiresome, the crimes themselves are something out of an Agatha Christie novel, but very elaborate for the end means.

I feel awful for bagging one of Australia’s greatest writers, but I just don’t think her talent shines through in the crime/mystery genre. Just because so many authors are entering this realm these days, it doesn’t mean everyone should. But hey, that’s just one opinion.

Review by Craig Bezant

Review: Andromeda Spaceways Inflight Magazine #45

Andromeda Spaceways latest issue celebrates the golden age of genre fiction in a themed issue of stories from seven genre stalwarts and newcomers including a exclusive non-fiction article from the late Eric Frank Russell.

The decision to pay homage to the expanding bounds of science fiction in such a way with mostly new stories and two non-fiction articles is an interesting one, but one that pays handsomely for editor Jacob Edwards. Surprisingly, most of the stories contain very little in the way of hard science fiction, using fantasy and sci-fi elements to create some effective light tales in the vein of the Andromeda Spaceways back catalogue.

Deborah Kalin is the newcomer on the block and her story 'Shaping Lily' is a bittersweet fairy tale of an old woman who seeks out a mysterious weaver to repair her broken heart. A morality tale, it ties in subtle touches of fantasy and science fiction to create a moving and powerful story.

K.J. Parker’s 'Amor Vincit Omnia' is a well-crafted tale of a registered wizard hunting an unregistered foe who has been slaughtering humans in a small village, while Simon Messingham’s 'Dead of the Day' follows a band of zombies struggling to hold onto their humanity and fight of their human pursuers.

Other tales include Stephen Marley’s 'Count (Baron) Dracula and Baron (Count) Frankenstein', Tom Holt’s 'They’d Like to Come and Meet Us, But They’re Only CGI' and a poem from former Goodie Graeme Garden.

Andromeda #45 retails for $8.95 and is available in print and PDF formats as a single issue or part of a subscription.

Review: Stories (Headline 2010)

Stories is a collection of new fiction by 28 of the world’s most exciting genre writers including Joe Hill, Joe R. Lansdale, Peter Straub and Chuck Palahniuk. It is edited by Neil Gaiman and Al Sarrantonio and released by Headline in the UK.

There’s an age old saying that most of us know – never judge a book by its cover – and with Stories, the proverb has never rung more true. A contender for most uninspiring jacket design of 2010 – the cover design is the only thing lacking in what is an outstanding collection of new works by some of the world’s best writers.

Molded around the concept "and then what happened", Stories collates 28 personally selected new tales brought together for their ability to keep the reader turning the pages. A range of genres are represented but nearly all stories have some form of dark undertone; killers, gods, vampires, and the undead all get a turn in what one could easily categorize as a horror collection. The hit rate is also high – with all but a few of the tales deserving nothing less than your full attention.

Personal standouts include Neil Gaiman’s fantasy novella 'The Truth Is a Cave in the Black Mountains', which crafts a beautiful tale of greed and corruption into a story of a dwarf and his guide hunting a mysterious hidden treasure in a distant cave.

Joe R. Lansdale’s 'The Stars Are Falling' explores the personal tragedy of a soldier whose return to his outback farm to reconnect with his family ends in bloodshed, while Lawrence Block’s 'Catch and Release' about a reformed serial killer who "catches and releases" his victims like a fishermen is an absolute pearlier.

Other stories of note include Water Mosley’s original vampire yarn 'Juvenal Nyx' and Chuck Palahniuk’s amusing social commentary 'Loser' about a college pledge on acid competing on The Price is Right.

Stories is an outstanding collection and one well worth your time.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

News: Paranormal fiction authors on tour

Bestselling paranormal fiction authors Nalini Singh (author of the Psy-Changeling and Guild Hunter series) and Claudia Gray (author of the Evernight series) will be touring and signing around Australia in August.

Nalini Singh will be in Sydney for a book signing at the Australian Romance Writers Conference on Friday 13 August at Crowne Plaza Coogee.

She will be also be signing books at the following bookstores in the Sydney metro area:
  • Friday 13 August: Angus & Robertson, Castle Hill from 12-1pm
  • Saturday 14 August: Borders, Bondi Junction from 11:30am-12:30pm
  • Sunday 15 August: Galaxy Books, Sydney from 2-3pm
  • Monday 16 August: Infinitas Books, Parramatta from 1-2pm

Claudia Gray will be touring the East Coast, with signings in the following locations:

Sydney:
  • Monday 16 August: Author talk with Dymocks Sydney, Dendy Opera Quays Cinema, at 6.30pm. Cost: $20 members of SMH Dymocks Events. Non-Members $22.
  • Tuesday 17 August: Big W Eastgardens at 4pm.
Brisbane:
  • Wednesday 18 August: Dymocks Albert Street, Brisbane, at 5pm.
  • Thursday 19 August: Angus and Robertson Morayfield at 4pm.
Melbourne:
  • Friday 20 August: Dymocks Melbourne (Collins Street) at 5pm.

Source: HarperCollins & Hachette Australia

News: Nightmare Ball tickets selling fast

The Australian Horror Writers Association's first major social event, The Nightmare Ball, is only three weeks away and tickets are selling fast!

Rub shoulders with Australia's leading horror authors and special guests, which include several of the world's leading editors, publishers, agents, and authors. This ball will be the marquee event on the Australian horror calandar, so don't miss out!.
  • Date: Friday, 3rd September 2010
  • Time: 9pm to Midnight
  • Place: The Banquet Hall (Room 201) at the Melbourne Convention Centre (in conjunction with AussieCon4, the 68th World Science Fiction Convention.)
The event is open to all, although AHWA members receive discounted entry.

Tickets can only be purchased from the AHWA shop.


Source: AHWA

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Review: Pilgrims by Will Elliot

An author that needs no introduction, Will Elliot burst into the mainstream from relative obscurity after winning the ABC manuscript award with The Pilo Family Circus. It was a novel of disturbing ideas and grisly images that took on a life of its own, breathing fresh blood into our literary scene and showcasing that young Australian talent could mix it with the big guns on a world stage. With Pilgrims, Elliot shifts gears in a largely new direction, moving into the invented world genre and trying to explode its conventions from within.

From experience, I think there comes a time in a speculative writer’s life when they think: now is the time to do my ‘otherworld’ book. Be it a dominion, realm, dimension, or simply world – it seems ingrained that this be accomplished as a kind of Magnum Opus or literary Jupiter that dwarfs all other novels, novellas, or short stories. And there is nothing wrong with this. Although it took an eternity, King himself achieved this milestone with The Dark Tower books. Numerous other authors have made it a staple: Clive Barker’s descriptions of wonderlands that sit just adjacent to us are like a guide for every intrepid writer who feels the need to describe some otherland. This hybrid of dark fantasy and horror is now well-mapped … the challenge is to find something unique and powerful to add to the fray. For the most part, Will Elliot does succeed with Pilgrims, book one of the Pendulum trilogy.

Eric Albright (a protagonist with shades of Elliot I suspect), has discovered a small red door underneath a train bridge near his home. His wingman in the unearthing is Stuart Case, a homeless alcoholic who accompanies Eric through the door into Levaal … the adjacent realm next to ours brimming with magic and all the ingredients we have come to expect from fantasy. We are on familiar ground, and Eric knows it. More than once he voices the opinion that because he is from our world, then he must be its savior. Both Eric and Case become part of a quest that is fragmentary in the details but mainly about survival. A numerous and varied cast is introduced, and readers will see creatures of staggeringly various descriptions populate the world of Levaal. There are War Mages, flying Invia, Gods and Great Spirits. There are those that are free, and those that are not … as the current resident of the Castle, Vous, has turned this beacon of magic into a house of malign purpose with the hopes of ascending to Godhood.

Pilgrims as a book reflects journey. The kind of book, perhaps, that’s perfect for ones own voyage. For some peculiar reason I found myself digging into this narrative always when I was on the move: traffic light intersections, bus trips, and even on one occasion when hiking through the woods. At times it can be stagnant; the action and mysteries of a type encountered in many other fictitious worlds before. The language feels familiar and intimate, however – the Australian voice homely. Above all, Will Elliot wants to take us to his Narnia and the world of his childhood. Although a far cry from his debut novel and not inhabiting the same territory, Pilgrims nevertheless acts as a worthy successor.  

The story continues in Shadow and concludes in book three Dragon.  

Review: Matthew Tait


Sunday, August 08, 2010

Review: Jar City

Dir. Baltasar Kormakur - Starring Ingvar Eggert Sigurosson - 2006

Inspector Erlendur, a man so grizzled he makes Clint Eastwood look like a callow youth, investigates the bloody murder of an old man in his flat. As he delves further into the mystery he finds links with the murder of a young girl decades earlier. In the meantime, a young father ploughs through the national genetic data base trying to find clues as to the origins of his daughter's brain tumour. How these storylines weave together provides an intriguing story.

Baltasar Kormakur has crafted a satisfying little police procedural which was a hit in Iceland. Even if that sounds like damning it with faint praise it strikes right at the heart of this film's appeal. It's a bleak story set in possibly one of the bleakest looking landscapes on earth. The actors look like real people and not botoxed wannabes from central casting in L.A. The added dimension of Erlendur's relationship with his drug addict daughter supplies a touching counterpoint to the sombre nature of the proceedings. The supporting cast are all excellent. The DVD cover suggest that this is the equivalent of 'CSI : Reykjavik' but such comparisons do this film a disservice. The focus here is very much on the plot and the human relationships rather than forensic technology, however fascinating that might be.
For fans of the weird and wonderful there is also the added frisson of the inspector's dietary habits. Call me insular or parochial, but one of the most disturbing aspects of the film was his habit of eating sheep heads.
Jar City has won a number of awards at film festivals but deserves better than to be relegated to the ghetto of international arthouse cinema. This is a little gem that begs to be seen by a wider audience.
Released by Madman Films.

Saturday, August 07, 2010

Review: Centurion




With films like Dog Soldiers and The Descent under his belt, British writer and director Neil Marshall now has the clout to broaden his horizons and show the world and a mainstream audience just how much talent is at his disposal. His previous forays into horror have showcased a director with a certain penchant for hardcore character development, followed by a brutal showdown with enemy forces that may or may not be supernatural in nature and do not leave many survivors. With Centurion, he has stuck to his tried formula … but expanded it and broadened it out to encompass a stage that is less domestic and uses entire countries as the playground. Here, his monsters are human … but no less depraved than those he has put on display before.

Our Centurion is Quintus Dias, a Roman soldier who is the sole survivor of a bloody raid that saw his company decimated by the Picts … a savage and mysterious clan who refuse to fold into the Roman Empire and are employing guerrilla tactics that are preventing them from securing Britain. His next mission is to join ranks with the Ninth Legion and wipe out the Picts once and for all. But when an ambush ensues and an even bigger slaughter takes place, he now leads a cabal of survivors across unforgiving terrain and set-backs to reach his homeland again. And their presence his known by the Picts, who relentlessly hunt them.

It should go without saying that for those of you expecting another cult film like The Descent, that is not what is on offer here. I for one applaud the decision of the Director to take the story into uncharted territory and see what the audience makes of it. And the result? Surprises at every turn. I will admit to not being prepared for how well things ultimately came together. Above all, it is refreshing to take a break from the mire that Hollywood sometimes is. This is a British/Scottish cast and world, full of breath-taking scenery and a gritty style of film-making that only comes from doing the hard yards away from celluloid’s capital. The scenes of battle and carnage are still there for horror fans, and they are done so with realistic expertise. An audience member will feel totally ensconced in the cold, harsh reality of the Roman frontier. I have a feeling that Neil Marshall was schooling himself on set (much like Tarantino did with Kill Bill), to be an action director. But he still keeps the human element alive and true. The performance by the mute and beautiful hunter Etain (Olga Kurylenko) is worthy of distinction.

There are a couple of set-backs, most notable a romance that never quite takes off. But we get the feeling it was probably the studios suggesting such changes to encompass a broader audience. With a much larger budget in tow, sometimes creators have to make some sacrifices to get their vision across. There will be a few nay-sayers whose knee jerk reaction is to quickly compare it to Dog Soldiers and The Descent in a negative light, but over time this film will join the pantheon as a minor classic of the already impressive resume of Neil Marshall.  


Review: Carmilla Hyde

Carmilla Hyde (Aust-2010; dir. Dave De Vries)  
Reviewed by Robert Hood

Milla Jackson (Anni Lindner) is sexually repressed, painfully shy and haunted by memories of a traumatic past. When not studying Nietzsche and the nature of evil, she avoids real engagement in the life of her roommate Sara (Nina Pearce), Sara’s girlfriend Britt (Georgii Speakman) and their male plaything, Nathan (Cameron Hall), who all barely tolerate her, constrained only by the fact that the house is leased in Millie’s name. This trio of Generation Y hedonists want Millie to relax, to become more self-confident, more willing to indulge in the drugs and casual sex that seem to define their existence. But as the saying goes, “Be careful what you wish for.”

A misguided attempt to “reform” Millie by using Nathan and some spiked drinks to finally break down her virginal inhibitions provokes so distressing a reaction in Millie that she seeks relief from her humiliation, guilt and fear through psycho-therapist Dr Charles Webster. The good doctor uses hypnotherapy on her -- and inadvertently releases an alter-ego Millie calls Carmilla Hyde. Carmilla -- sexy, dominating and rather wild -- is all that her “friends” wanted … and more. Much more.

Things start to get complicated, not to mention violent and bloody, as Carmilla dominates Millie, and it looks as though Millie may disappear forever. Yet all is not what it seems, for in the end it is Carmilla who remembers what Millie has repressed and seeks not only revenge but an unexpected resolution.



Drawing in equal measure from Robert Louis Stevenson’s Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde and Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu’s 1872 vampire novella, Carmilla, Carmilla Hyde explores several themes concurrently: the consequences of repressed sexuality, the tyranny of memory, the dangers of attempting to manipulate, and the nature of individual responsibility. A final theme arises out of the climax in a twist that you might pick up on if you were paying close attention during earlier scenes.

Though a low-budget independent production, made by De Vries and crew via “guerilla” filmmaking practices, sheer determination and deferred payment agreements, the film looks great, with cinematography by Maxx Corkindale that well serves the narration but has a visual beauty in its own right. Here “low budget” does not mean shonky. Lead Anni Lindner expertly handles the difficult task of creating a dual personality that is both convincing and clearly distinguishes between Millie and Carmilla. Regardless of my initial feeling that the repressed Millie was a tad clichéd, time and the script gave the role more complexity, and in the end her performance was subtle, powerful and finely nuanced and helped create a resolution that was neither trite nor merely convenient.


Carmilla Hyde is a superb psychological thriller, unique, sexy and compelling. Though perhaps in need of tightening in the third act, it is never less than mesmerizing for all that. And as this review is based on a pre-release version, even that quibble might be resolved in the final release.

See this previous Horrorscope post for information on upcoming screenings in Adelaide and Sydney.

Friday, August 06, 2010

Review: Suicide Club

Suicide Club (Japan-2001; dir Sion Soro) [aka Jisatsu sâkuru; lit. Suicide Circle]
Reviewed by Robert Hood

Sion Soro’s Suicide Club is either one of the best horror films of the past decade or a chaotically structured exercise in self-indulgence, depending on your point-of-view. In fact, it’s probably a bit of both. Yet it’s also a film that rewards -- perhaps demands -- subsequent viewings and that statement explains both its strengths and its shortcomings. In essence, it’s rather like a film by a Japanese incarnation of David Lynch in collaboration with Ken Russell. And as such, you’re either going to love it or hate it.

It begins with what is undoubtedly one of the most disconcerting scenes in horror-film history. Fifty-four perfectly ordinary Japanese schoolgirls -- giggling, joking around, showing no signs of existential angst -- suddenly join hands along the edge of the platform at Shinjuku Station and throw themselves in front of an incoming train. Carriage windows, commuting bystanders, the station platform and even the camera lens are all splattered with copious amounts of blood and gore.

 
After that the film settles into a police investigation, as Detective Kuroda (Ryo Ishibashi) tries to work out what’s going on. Bizarre suicide follows bizarre suicide. Given a heads-up by an email correspondent known as “The Bat”, he finds a website where red dots are used to predict the number of suicides that will occur that day. Other “clues” are bags containing rolls of stitched-together skin strips that pretty well correspond to wounds cut into the skin of suicide victims, a girl band called Dessert and a psycho who may or may not be somehow responsible for events. But none of it adds up, as the disease comes too close to home for Kuroda and the general obsession with self-destruction spreads uncontrollably throughout Japan.

With its tagline: Sore de wa minasan, sayonara [Well then, goodbye everybody], Suicide Club is disturbing, not at all likely to be described by anyone as a relaxing evening’s entertainment. You could describe it as surreal, except that the violent deaths are both unrelentingly grim and graphically visceral, never coming over as illusory or cartoonish (in the manner of such genre extremes as the excessively blood-splattered Tokyo Gore Police or Machine Girl). The film doesn’t let its audience off easily.


Moreover there are no definitive answers offered; even the procedural element never resolves itself. If you expect a rational explanation, you’ll end up dissatisfied. What Sono’s confronting and difficult film does is create a metaphor for the nihilistic danger inherent in the manipulative power of popular culture, which here goes beyond telling its recipients how to dress, what to buy, whom to revere and what to think, and extends to the creation of an ethos where even mortality becomes merely another mass-culture fad. In Suicide Club, belonging to the in-crowd means losing your identity in death; how much of an extension is that, we are asked, from losing yourself in the morass of media-driven lifestyle crazes that is modern life? 

Suicide Club is a serious film, for all its genre excess. Overly so, some will argue. As a satire of Japanese pop culture it is harsh, bloody, messy and often insightful. Events don’t follow a pattern of plot-driven logic. The connections between its images and key scenes are more abstract than that. So, you’re asked love it or hate it. As for me, I don’t hate it, but I don’t love it either -- at least, not yet. Just give me time and I’ll get around to it. 

Suicide Club is now available on DVD in Australia through Madman Entertainment.

News: Carmilla Hyde encore screenings

Carmilla Hydethe "Aussie independent" thriller that took out the Best International Feature award at the Swansea Film Festival, is having an encore screening in Adelaide on Friday the 13th at the Mercury Theatre (next to the Morphett Street overpass at Hindley Street) at 7.30pm.

This encore screening is a fundraiser. Proceeds will go towards getting the film rated and the DVD plates pressed in preparation for wider distribution.

Tickets can be purchased from the Dark Mirror website or at the door.

Many of the cast and crew will be in attendance, including director Dave de Vries.

Sydney screening
Tonight, Friday August 6, Carmilla Hyde will have its Sydney Premiere at the Riverside Theatre in Parramatta at 9pm as part of the Indie Gems Film Festival.

The film will screen again in a week's time at 6pm on Sunday August 15.


Source: Dark Mirror Pictures