Saturday, March 08, 2003
At 1:30 a.m., I was still working on Low Red Moon, lying in bed scribbling notes for the Subterranean Press afterword, while Spooky alphabetized CDs and Jennifer slept. Today, Spooky and I will spend several hours wrestling with the needed continuity fixes. Then I think I shall throw caution to the winds and do something fun tonight. Something fun outside the apartment. It's been quite some time.
A thank you to everyone who sent thoughtful and supportive e-mails about yesterday's entry. Special thanks for the thoughtful part. Supportive is easy. Thoughtful shows effort and commitment.
Last night, Spooky and I watched the remake of Cat People. The film has some nice imagery, from time to time. But the screenplay's all over the place, unable to decide if it wants to be a shot-for-shot remake of the original Val Lewton film, an entirely different sort of film, or a soft core porn flick. David Bowie's song is nice, of course, and the little bit of transformation SFX we get to see, but Natasha Kinski and Malcolm McDowell are as wooden as George Washington's false teeth. It also suffers from looking far too much like it was shot in the eighties, which, of course, it was. But that's no excuse. All in all, not even as good as I remembered.
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