Producer: We need a new monster movie. What have you got? Giant bee? Giant crab?
Writer: I think we should look outside the box a little. We're having some success selling our monster movies in America, so I have an idea to adapt a monster from Western lore - Frankenstein's Monster!
An important order was late to arrive, and Ms Shan was in the Trade section, assuring a local builder that his framing pine would be in later that day. When it came, the builder kept complaining about how long he'd been kept waiting, effectively adding another hour to his departure time after the half hour that the late delivery had cost him.
"It's a bloody outrage," he said at last, grabbing his bored apprentice by the shirtsleeve and pulling him away. "I'm on a deadline, you know. Come on, Gavin, let's get some lunch."
Ms Shan rubbed her weary eyes. At least it was normal. At least an idiot complaining was a normal, mundane thing. Nothing weird, nothing spooky. Just an everyday jackass was almost a treat.
She turned, and her almost-happiness dissolved. There, lounging awkwardly against a pile of cement sacks was Mr Smith from the DIY Barn. "Hello, Ms Shan," he said.
Cold open on an erupting volcano, while Nimoy intones a speech about the savage awe of nature. Hell yeah! I don't know where this episode is going to go, but I can't fault the opening.
And then we're into firewalking. "Man knowingly and willingly matches himself against the flames". We're watching several firewalking ceremonies from around the world. Full confession – I actually learned something here. I'd always thought firewalking was specifically a Pacific Islander custom, but Wikipedia tells me that the practice is surprisingly widespread, and the In Search Of… footage reflects that. Nimoy sets out the question this episode will ask: why do people do this? And how? ...continue reading In Search Of… S02E03: Firewalkers
Wellsey had always known about Axel's past. Known about his attempt to rob Fort Knox from orbit. Known about his plan to replace major world leaders with realistic marionettes, to teleport Hobart to the Sahara Desert, to turn the people of Melbourne into walking catfish.
Wellsey knew all that, but still he'd never been afraid of the man. Wellsey was an ex con. To him a scary man was someone with a shank, a grudge and a guard who owed him a favour. Axel was dangerous in a way that Wellsey could barely get his head around, let alone his gut.
Last week I promised not to do any fact checking on this episode. I have a feeling I'm going to regret that.
So, open on a man in a tricorn hat rushing into a coach. Nice. Sets period, gives a sense of urgency. There's a slightly blurry effect on the screen as the coach speeds away. Nimoy tells us that its France, 1760, and 'the wonder man of Europe runs for his life.
(Hmmm… Marvel Wonder Man joke, or Danny Kaye Wonder Man joke? Eh, the Danny Kaye movie is pretty obscure… Then again, Wonder Man isn't exactly a first-string Marvel character either… Eh, skip it.)
Nimoy assures us that this man is a man of mystery, a genius in many subjects including alchemy. Though he looked forty, he may have been much older. Who says so? 'Many', that's who. We're talking about the Count of Saint Germaine, though he was called 'the man who would not die'. Who called him that? 'Others', that's who. What, exactly, is the relationship between 'many' and 'others'? That, no one knows. ...continue reading In Search Of… S02E02 The Man Who Would Not Die
In spite of herself, Laura was getting to like Carlos from the key-cutting desk. Like like. It was weird. In her other life as the superhero Voyager, Laura spent much of her days hanging around with some of the most desired men on the planet. Tall, handsome, toned… Usually they had cool jobs, like international ace reporter or CEO and they somehow managed to keep these job in spite of only checking into the office when they felt like it.
I'm going to do this week and next week a little differently. This is because the first two episodes of Season 2 look at subjects that I know little to nothing about. I'm going to resist the urge to Google, at least until I've written my reviews, so for the most part I won't be looking at factual inaccuracies or wondering about the credentials of the people being interviewed. I'm just going to watch and enjoy and talk about what I see.
We start with footage of the desert. Leonard Nimoy tells us these are the Superstition Mountains of Arizona, and that people go there seeking treasure. There's a lone man wandering in the desert, and a buzzard wheeling in the sky. The man—an old guy with a big white beard—turns out to me re-enacting a scene. Nimoy tells us that in 1860, a miner known as 'the Dutchman' staggered out of the desert. He'd been tortured and his partner had been killed, but he somehow struggled back to town.
Another re-enactor listens for the dying man's heartbeat. The old man drops his bag, and gold nuggets fall out.
The toilets were out of commission at the Handy Pavilion. That wasn't a terrible thing in Christian's book. There were a couple of porta-loos out the back, so it wasn't like no one could go. It did mean that the customers would be asking questions about the bathrooms all day, in spite of the dozens of big signs up explaining the situation. So annoying! But still not the problem.
Hello again, my tens of readers! Particularly those of you who aren't trying to guess my password or post spam. In other words, 'Hi, Mum!'
So, we've just gotten through an astonishing twenty four weeks of Leonard Nimoy saying strange things. What have we learned? Well, one we've learned that I couldn't even come close to meeting the promise I made in my first post about not calling out the show's factual errors. I tried -- really I did -- but I just couldn't.
Before I started writing this series, my favourite way to watch the show was just to sit back, take a drink, and let the glorious nonsense wash over me. Trying to write critical reviews of episodes just makes that impossible. Where once I would have just rolled my eyes or chuckled, now I have to say something. I won't say this makes the show any less fun, but it does change my relationship with it. I can't look at the show's nonsense like an indulgent adult listening to a child blather about nonsense, I have to be more like a stern teacher demanding that it do its research and tuck its shirt in. ...continue reading In Search Of… Season 1: The Reckoning
This is going to be a short review of a strange movie. It's the first ever film version of Mary Shelley's novel and it's… special. Historically, it's much less of a big deal than the 1931 version. James Whale's Frankenstein created much of the modern iconography of Frankenstein – the stitched together body, the slab, the lightning.
The 1910 version has none of this. It's based to some degree on the stage tradition of Frankenstein, which often had Frankenstein create the Monster through alchemical means. This is not completely at odds with the novel, in which Victor is inspired as much by alchemical thinkers as by contemporary science. What it meant in terms of staging is that the actor playing the Monster often made his appearance springing out of a huge cauldron, and something similar happens here. ...continue reading Frankenstein -1910