
As an organism, space is also the physical evidence of experience. Man is the subject and object of experience. When we build, we are inspired by the passion of the march; When we discard, we turn back and ignore the decaying scene. Does the abandonment of space also reflect a certain abandonment and betrayal of experience, a desire to reset, or is it abandonment and betrayal of ourselves?
In a world where we hear ringers and beepers at every corner, technology feels inescapable. This is why technology is often an enemy in Digital J-horrors, like One Missed Call.
I highly recommend Dark Waters. It’s a highly engrossing picture, which lends itself to cautionary storytelling. The dark information continually grows, inspiring change and accountability altogether. Overall, Haynes’ picture will not be known for its inclusiveness--but it will be known for being a fantastic, engrossing film.
Shudder’s Host (not a particularly original title, I must say) attempts to bring the spooks to “the quarantine generation” by presenting us with a scary Zoom call during lockdown.
A bond between a girl and her dog takes an unexpected twist as the dog is not what it seems.
I’m still trying to comprehend the psychological and moral implications of their fascination with each other, or why their almost written-in-the-stars depth of connection makes so much sense.