We decided to watch The Innocents (1961) for halloween evening film watch last night.
A bit of a left field one, but is considered one of the top horror films.
I thought it was okay. Good creepy vibes throughout and lots of abiguity.
I was surprised when the ending kicked in.
I guess I was expecting more of a gut punch ending or something.
All in all glad I watched it. Its another classic to tick off the list.
Last night I finally got round to watching one of the classic horror films that has somehow been evading me for all this time — The Wicker Man (1973)
Not the apparently-dreadful remake. Oh not the bees.
I loved it.
Despite knowing the ending already, probably through some kind of film osmosis over the years, I still enjoyed it all the way through.
It was wonderfully creepy, occasionally inappropriate and all with a glorious feeling of a creeping dread.
Now thinking back to the film Midsommar, that now feels like The Wicker Man on acid in retrospect.
I should probably rewatch that soon.
Im not going to attempt any kind of analysis, only to log for myself that i saw it.
How that copper got any sleep in that pub bed and breakfast I dont know.
On my way to get some chips from my local chippy last night, my faith in humanity was restored.
As I sat there waiting for red to turn green, I noticed white spraypainted words written across a sky plus billboard advert.
The first two words I read were “Stop the…” and my eyes immediately rolled in anger, expecting the third word to be “boats”.
However, my mood was immediately shifted when I saw the third word was actually “Racists” with a heart painted next to the whole thing.
“Stop the racists”.
Yes.
To whoever wrote that, Thank You. Let’s have more of it.
I’ve decided to bring my website back to a traditional website without all of the “social gubbins”.
I love the IndieWeb, but I just can’t be bothered to jump through the hoops of marking up the posts with the extra classes and fiddling with my theme to make sure other sites can parse it fully.
And the Fediverse. The fediverse is great. It feels like a last ditch effort at having some kind of nice social interactions online. Without all the capitalist bullshit and “influenzers”. (Yes I intentionally spelt it that way)
But I don’t want my website connected to it anymore. I dont want all my posts going out and getting saved in other peoples servers, regardless of how trusted they may be. Especially now big tech is hustling in on the fediverse game.
So this is all there is. A single website, built on ClassicPress, with basically no plugins, with me as the sole author. The author who does not use AI in any stage of this website, or any other website for that matter.
Just me, myself and I. And any of you lovely people who pop by and visit.
Unless you’re a fascist. In which case you can fuck off.
Tata.
“ai” is the worst thing to happen to society.
Removing more and more people from working, whilst making cancerous billionaires richer, is only ever going to result in greater and greater inequality.
Everything else is parlour tricks.
There is pretty much nothing good to come from any of this crap being peddled as “The greatest thing to enhance human capability”.
The whole “human in a loop” thing – this is essentially taking people out of creative and critical thinking and reducing them to glorified conveyerbelt workers on a production line of “content”.
Whilst “ai” is the worst invention to flood the world in recent times, the word “content” is the word I’d love to confine to room 101.
People talking about “content” just pull every creative expression down to its lowest form that all comes down to “engagement” which itself basically equates to “analytics clicks / views / whatever”.
The World Wide Web was a gift with the greatest of potential.
It has been reduced to a mincing machine that steals from the creatively-gifted amongst us, in order to give non-creative people the false sense that they are.
All so they can create, and I use that term very lightly, slops of images and videos that will be forgotten tomorrow.
All at the cost of ours and the planet’s future.
Like mother, like daughter. Big girl shit about to go down.
Never thought I’d get to visit this location from the original Alien Film.
Incredible vibes and a scene almost identical to that of said film.
I survived for 26 days before being taken out by the cold.
I felt it in my bones.
Found this rifle whilst making an initial search of the upper part of the Carter Dam. Looking forward to kitting up and fully exploring the area.
My starting area of milton. A few nights in and I got to see the northern lights. Beautiful.
I started a survivor run of The Long Dark. This is the first shot i remembered to grab during those early travels.
