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Surviving Death - Netflix
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Film
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A curious exploration on after-life theories. Of interest, Crisis Apparitions, Deathbed Visitations, the reincarnation episode was compelling (but - how to fact check this with a critical eye?). Others - not so good - signs & omens, hauntings and - remarkably - the medium episodes - 2 and 3. Now - if you want to become an atheist - this is what you need to watch! Episode 3 - the short blonde "medium" channeling "Silver Cloud" and "Little Tommy" - little Tommy - as she squeaks out his high-pitched English accent from the corner of her mouth - well, this is unbelievable. I could not stop laughing. And then the family she's sitting for expressing skepticism...(really? really?!!!)...
Although, I gotta say, she raised the bar for my absurdist ventriloquism sketches.
Start watching this episode at 25.00 minutes in.
Derren Brown - any half professional magician - does it far, far better. In mediumship circles Derren Brown should be a God - only his good conscience forbids (and he makes more as a magician I'm sure...)
Mank - Netflix
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Film
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Supposedly about the life of Herman J. Mankiewicz - writer of Citizen Kane. Beautifully shot, Gary Oldman is amazing, and the film tries to draw some parallels with the influence of Hollywood on Politics (past & present) - but, overall, Meh. Good as a period piece, but the characters and theme deserve better. And I like David Finch.
Of Tornados
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Dreams
- Hits: 1188
I'm at home with my family, younger sister, it's a new house, Calgary-ish, and we're surrounded by storms. Looking out the windows - every direction, South, East, North, Tornadoes, you can see them emerging from the rain, sometimes 6, 7, 8 together, then the rain closing in and they disappear, little gaps in the clouds illuminate them in yellow/gold hues, then dark ribbons that wind and twist from earth to sky.
I've got my cell phone, am taking as many pictures as I can, am calling my Mother over to see, my sister, she's annoying me, every time I point them out she gets a better picture than me...
Every window looks out onto a prairie landscape, now, a high-rise under construction, being shredded, girders coming down, a suburban house nearby is being torn apart, someone flies past the window in a dumpster swinging on a rope, these tornadoes are getting close and I pull away from the window, head towards the center of the house...
Rossi in Revelstoke not Revelstoke
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Dreams
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I'm in a white room with Ari & her boyfriend, it's a hotel, he's sitting on the bed, looking away, not talking. The lights, they're too bright, there's no décor, just bright lights, Ari, she's wearing a black bustier, there's another one on the floor, she's trying to talk to me earnestly but I don't understand a word she's saying...
Now, outside, I'm in Revelstoke, not Revelstoke, it's a snowy night and I'm out walking in the snow by a long high building...
I go inside, upstairs, it's a Biere-Hause of sorts, Austrian, there are tons of people, busy, and I find myself in the Kitchen - where I meet Rossi from the old restaurant, I didn't know he was back, it's good to see him. Hugs, he's telling me he's just back for the season and I'm trying to think of a way to get him to stay until summer, the place is busy, busy, crazy busy...
I leave, a long walk through a bleak and snowy landscape and I'm trying to find the too-bright hotel room again, walking, I'm in Revelstoke not Revelstoke, it appears a bit like the strip of 9th Ave in Calgary that runs alongside the railway, it's a spiritual desert, a winter wasteland here...
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