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I think the drought here is going to play havoc with any sort of fall color this year. Since sometime in August, the leaves have just been turning brown and falling off the trees. The US Drought Monitor now places us in a zone of severe drought. The rain from Hermine will help a little, but it would takes months of good, regular rainfall to recover from this. One does not think of Rhode Island as being dry.

I might have slept three hours last night. Apparently, I was only allowed the one night's good sleep.

Yesterday, I wrote "A is for Ambergris," and today I need to do B, C, and D. I need to finish proofing "Ex Libris" for a reprint. I need to write up some flap copy (yes, I do that for my own books) for Subterranean Press, so that they can announce Dear Sweet Filthy World.

Yesterday's talk with Josh Boone went very well.

Continuing out Hitchcock binge, we watched The Birds (1963) last night, which film critic David Thomson has called Hitchcock's "last unflawed film." It certainly is one of his strangest and most powerful, and it is, of course, his only foray into science fiction and the only time that the malign force in his films does not arise from humanity, which makes it very remarkable, indeed. As a child, the film terrified me, and it still leaves me tense. It's based on du Maurier's 1952 short story of the same name (an excellent story, by the way), just in case you didn't know. My complaints are very small, like the film inexplicably insisting that all those ravens are crows. It's not like ravens aren't common to Bodega Bay. It's not like ravens aren't scarier than crows. But Hitchcock makes up for that bit of oddness by having Mrs. Bundy correctly date Archaeopteryx in the diner scene. That's the sort of thing directors are always flubbing.

Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. Something special is going up later today. Keep watching the skies.

TTFN,
Aunt Beast

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setsuled
Sep. 3rd, 2016 04:25 pm (UTC)
we watched The Birds (1963) last night, which film critic David Thomson has called Hitchcock's "last unflawed film."

I thought Frenzy was pretty good. But The Birds does mark the end, for me, of Hitchcock's effective, weird, layered romantic tension. The undercurrents of guilt and fetish, compulsion and sadism. I felt a bit like the birds were the manifestation of God's wrath in response--or rather, the fact that there's no reason to think they're divine punishment makes thoughts about them in that regard more compulsive.

inexplicably insisting that all those ravens are crows.

We have ravens and crows in San Diego and in my experience everyone's afraid to admit they think they've seen a raven. It's like saying you saw a dragon so pretty much everything gets labelled a crow.
sovay
Sep. 3rd, 2016 05:51 pm (UTC)
It certainly is one of his strangest and most powerful, and it is, of course, his only foray into science fiction and the only time that the malign force in his films does not arise from humanity, which makes it very remarkable, indeed.

I saw it for the first real time in 2011 and while much of the audience around me were idiots didn't appreciate it at all, I was really impressed: it was a surprising piece of apocalyptic horror. I hope it still has a good reputation.
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