||[Jun. 14th, 2008|12:18 am]
Eli Roth Fans
Celebrating Friday the 13th|
I love how Friday the 13th has been appropriated into an offshoot of Halloween. Granted right now the only thing we do to celebrate is watch horror movies, but maybe one day every time the calendar hits Friday the 13th people will dress like whores, get plastered, and parade the streets making out with anyone who gets within three feet of them. Actually, Prague is kind of like that. I do miss it.
There are two horror films opening this weekend, "The Happening," and if you live in Los Angeles, the Troma extravaganza "Poultrygeist." My friend Gabe Friedman had dreamed of this movies years ago when he was working at a chicken cafe on Martha's Vineyard with my brother Gabe. It was all he talked about, how he wanted to make Poultrygeist. And then Gabe (Friedman, not my brother) got the job as the editor at Troma in New York, and after something like six or seven years there he convinced Lloyd Kaufman to make it. I have seen clips from it, and it looks amazing. This is true, raw, totally un-PC independent exploitation cinema at its finest. To see a Troma movie in the theaters is a rare thing nowadays. Most of the independent cinemas are gone, and their films are too insane for mainstream audiences, so if you are in Los Angeles it's playing at the Laemmle's Sunset 5, and Lloyd Kaufman will be there tonight at 7:00 for the showing. The shows in New York and Minnesota sold out, so get tickets on line, and if you're in Los Angeles I will probably see you there. And yes, I am going to see "The Happening." I like M. Night, I like his films (I didn't see the Lady Water mermaid film...) and I hope it's gruesome and violent. I've been on lockdown writing, so I haven't seen "The Strangers," "Indiana Jones," or even "Sex and the City" if you can believe that (I know, fucking crazy, right?), but I will put "Poultrygeist" ahead of all of them. Gotta support the indies!
A lot has gone on since I last wrote... there was an earthquake in Iceland - right at the farm where I keep my horse in Selfoss. Everyone was fine, things just got knocked off the shelves and none of the horses were injured, but it was pretty scary apparently. I've become obsessed with yoga and can finally get into a headstand, forearm stand, and handstand. I think it was the moment I was at the Whole Foods life and style store looking at the different embroidered yoga bags and fancy mats that I realized I can never again claim I'm East Coast. I have transformed into one of those Los Angeles yoga hippies. I stopped shaving, I grew out my hair. I tend to do these things when I'm writing, like I won't get a haircut or shave until I finish. Originally growing the hair was for a cameo in a film (which I'm not allowed to reveal yet) and now I kind of like it. I know that reading about my hair is fucking fascinating, but there's a lot of stuff I want to talk about but can't say yet because the deals aren't 100% tied up yet. Soon... Oh, yes, and the Celtics dismantled the Lakers in the greatest comeback in NBA finals history. I think I got more exercise watching that game than in all the yoga classes combined. It felt like 1986 - as soon as the game was over all my Masshole friends were calling each other, just reveling in the fact that the Celtics turned it on and the Lakers self-destructed. Now I know the finals are far from over and one day I may eat this blog, but being a Masshole at heart (despite my rainbow yoga mat and embroidered green bag) I have to gloat and be kind of a dick. That's what we Boston fans do.
Oh - one more thing, I caught "Cabin Fever" on Sci Fi the other day. It was the first time I'd seen it censored. It was fucking hilarious. I had heard they cut the swears and the nudity, but to see it like that was a trip. When we were shooting some of the investors had requested we shoot a "PG-13" take so that there could be a "TV Version" of the film. I explained to them that there was no way in hell this film would ever run on television, and that we didn't have time to shoot the R rated version, let alone a PG-13 version at the same time. I also knew that I didn't want any such footage to exist, because then someone would use it. So every single scene we went out of our way to put as much swearing as we could, so that the film could never get bleeped. But I felt that the kids would talk that way, and that watering it down would make them seem like idiots if they were yelling "Oh Gosh!" and "What the hey?!?" That kind of stuff. But it was fun to see what they cut and what actually made it. I like that the word "Fuck" isn't okay for television but you can show a girl shaving her legs off. That makes me happy.
I also watched a beautiful DVD of "Pandora's Box." Louis Brooks was 20 years old when she made that film. She could be my favorite actress of all time.