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Dead & Buried (1981)

Dead & Buried (1981)

A photographer dies in Potter's Bluff under unusual circumstances. A sheriff gets called in, and starts investigating, and while he starts investigating strange things start happening...

It's an old movie, so expect old effects, and scare scenes where the scary characters basically just stand there and try to look scary, but maybe I've been missing this kind of simplistic horror because I found this one pretty refreshing. The props and special effects aren't bad either, and they portray death in the most grotesque ways. Screams. Fire. Barbed wire. Flesh and blood and bone and oozing horror, albeit not always realistic.

I miss the kind of synth and brass music this movie starts with too. It builds the mood. So melancholy. Romantic. Like old Resident Evil save rooms. Parasite Eve 2. I grew up with stuff like this!

I can't say the actors are all the best actors, but they do make it macabre, and you soon immerse yourself in that eerie little world at Potter's Bluff.

If you're looking for a horror movie of old this might be one of the better ones of its time, and the concept's a unique one too. It's right up there with the greats like Brain Dead, Frankenstein and Suspira. Creative horror from the time when it was the most. Almost a four, but certain details (like that typewriter), and time-typically overly aggressive and vocally emotional acting keep it at a...

 rated 3/5: not bad

The New FireFox, Part III

I'm still using the Fox. It's better now. I found some tweaks. I browsed quite a few guides, and found out that quite a few old options no longer apply in the new version... but some still do! And they help, a little, so here's a little list of those for those of you who might need them.

For starters, type in about:config in your address bar, and then experiment (at your own risk) with setting the following: to False
security.dialog_enable_delay to 0
network.dns.disableIPv6 to True
browser.tabs.animate to False
browser.display.show_image_placeholders to False
browser.sessionhistory.max_total_viewers to 0

For finishers, type in about:memory in your address bar, and 'Minimize memory usage'. This should minimize memory usage.

A few other things I've been doing a long time now that speed things up: keep any extensions you don't need disabled by default, clear your cache and history every once in a while, don't let the browser add-on list get bloated, and if all else fails: about:support. Reset the browser.

Resetting the browser will reset some things, of course, so use that as a last resort if you have settings and history you'd like to save. It's been a while since I last did that. For now, these tweaks seem to be working pretty well.

Even More 10K Leftovers!

Time for another 10,000 words of old and unposted ponderings! A massive mash-up of drafts, blurbs, and other irrelevant content all-in-one!

I've had this draft lying around for well over a year now, packed with way older drafts. Finally took some time to go through it, revise it, and here it is now: still as irrelevant as ever! Or unsuitable. Or unimpressive.

Rather than throw away surplus words of topics no longer of context or quality however, I like to collect them in posts like this. So if You feel like reading a creative, potentially somewhat interesting batch of very varied decree, here's your chance.

If not: don't mind this. Look around and I'm sure you'll find better, newer things. For the few who wish to view, without further ado, to you...


If The Young Are Not...

If the young are not initiated into the tribe they will burn down the village just to feel its warmth.

The Nightmares After Christmas

They say too much food gives you nightmares.

I guess they're right. Tonight it was the zombie apocalypse again - only it wasn't a full-blown apocalypse, and they weren't really zombies. They were more like dolls. More like savage beasts in human form. They didn't just take over humans, but inanimate objects and animals too.

It started slowly, and I remember a scene where I was balancing on the edge of a roof, making my way from my very ill-placed apartment, when I noticed there was something going on in a nearby alley. I went there to check it out, but it was locked. I tried again the next day, and it was full of kids, a boss standing amidst them, telling me I couldn't get in that way.

Or maybe it started earlier, at a changing booth by a water park. I was trying to change back from my swim gear, but for some reason had trouble getting my clothes right, and suddenly lines of people rushed towards the changing booths - which apparently had no doors. So they all stood facing me as I changed, urging me to go speed up, or encouraging me; telling me how well I was doing. Like I was just a kid. And maybe I was...

Though maybe it started even earlier in the dream, when I was out with the entire family on a road trip trying to salvage items so we could survive. We never got out of our car (a silver-colored SAAB 9-5), we just drove around, but we weren't finding anything so finally I asked if we couldn't try another route. My dad gave me free reign over the vehicle, and that's when it all went to hell.

Before that, though, we were journeying by a port on foot. I saw a lighthouse-like building to the right, out on the water, with an inviting glass window that covered the wall facing us. The rest of it was made of oiled wood and stone chipping. Actually it was more like a cafe. The path towards it was thin however, and the water around it was full of chunks of ice, and crows floated tempestuously above.

It smelled like a trap.

I realized the dream was a zombie game, and a moment later I wondered how I could have realized that, because my whole family was there and we were all pretty worn-down and scared. And so far we hadn't seen a single zombie. Was it really?

We found a supermarket though, full of food and no infested people, though there were a few dead ones on the floor, and blood splattered over the linoleum. We pondered what we could do with the food we salvaged there. It was a treasure trove, yet we couldn't take much with us.

Ideas of getting it onto a cruise ship - or maybe just a larger boat, circled through my mind. But what if there were zombies stowed away in the engine room, or closet? Where would we find a non-infested transport among the ones available to us? It didn't seem very safe.

That's when I jumped onto the rooftop.

Crawling out of my little apartment I had to pass by an incredibly tame pigeon. As I wriggled by, all too close, I was scared it would try to peck my eyes out. It didn't, fortunately, and I made it out of that strange closed compartment before my apartment and onto the ledge, where I realized I was scared of heights. The epiphany struck me as I looked down at the ground far below: holy shit. So that's why that first roller coaster drop scared me so much! I started looking down a lot, as if to see if I would get over my phobia by facing it. I didn't.

Moments later I was really escaping. There were still no signs of zombies or infested people, but I ganged up with some other survivors and we made our way to a military base on the edge of the island. I remember on the way there the guy I was following swept the grass on a wet field with a stick, probing it as if looking for mines, and I - who had been walking carefree beside, decided to hop over to his trampled-up path and take the same route. I have no idea if there actually were any mines there at all though. Maybe he was just mad. Nothing exploded. We made it out OK.

At the base people didn't really believe us... or maybe we didn't tell them. It was too calm. The base was like a port too, but we were far off from the city and felt safe there. I decided to get on a ferry, though I'm not sure what my intentions were with that. And off we went...

It took a route past the city, and as we neared the place I'd just recently left the realization that I was back there again slowly sunk in, and for some reason I had to jump from one ferry to another. It went alright, though I landed on the second ferry with such force the ferryman almost fell into the water. Huge splash. Like I was superhuman, cybernetic... or just really fat. (Christmas food much?)

We drew up to the port, where the first infested being ran onto us - a young woman, with dark hair and a pale face... a bit like that lady from The Ring.

I shoved her away, and she disappeared somewhere, but it was also at this point I realized I had been infected myself all along; maybe infecting all I passed on the way there.

I think the ferryman was still OK, but the port was done for, so I made my way back into empty city streets - though it was more like a small town. Like the one in Resident Evil 5, but with water. Or Tropico. Or Far Cry 4 (though I've barely played that one).

I holed up in a kid's bedroom at the end, either to shield myself from others or to shield them from myself. It seemed a cozy, safe and sunlit space until I realized there was something - or someone, under the covers... so I pulled them back... slowly. It was just a doll.

That's when I realized the dolls could be infected too. And that's when I woke up - way too early in the morning.

I'm not sure where all those zombie references came from because I haven't seen or played anything zombie-related in a long time now... it was pretty eerie.

So take it easy with the Christmas food, folks, and sleep well.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!

So it's that time of the year once again! When we fill up our pantry, then gather together to feast like beasts and be friendly with family. :)

I thought I'd have a few days more to prepare (a blog), but time flies when you're having fun packing presents. May your day be merry, though! I'm off to spend some time watching people unpack all those presents I just spent half the day wrapping... after a hopefully good meal and get-together.

Some spontaneous inspired Christmas poetry for the day:

Christmas time is nigh!
I look up at the sky...
Though all I see is ceiling.
Still seems a bit appealing.

It's bright and crisp and white,
Unlike the outside ground.
But good things come tonight,
When all us gather round.

Around the Christmas tree,
To get and give and feel,
Like part of something bigger!
And better. Let us heal.

Let us chit chat and relax,
And eat a bunch of snacks,
After too big a Christmas dinner,
Without winners - all grow fat.

And even without snow,
We've got all we need.
With friends and folks we know,
And ginger dough to eat.

And meals to make us sleep,
And too much stuff to wrap,
Just thought I'd write a poem,
And then it's back to that.

Merry Christmas!
Or whatever it is you celebrate where you're at.

Alternatively: And don't forget the hat.

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