Not sure if this track heralds the coming of a new album from our friend, but any day with new music from Amigo the Devil is a good day.
Watch:
I love this time of year for cinema. There is usually a wealth of non-genre film that pops up and offfers a brief respite from my obsession, but there's also occasionally a last-minute entry that arrives and shakes up my carefully thought-out Best Of list we do over on The Horror Vision (coming soon). This year, Dust Bunny is that film.
I approve this trailer, but as always, if you're reading this and you have any interest in seeing this and haven't already watched the trailer, skip it and go in as blind as possible. I knew nothing about this one when I sat down, and the viewing was all the better for it:
Dust Bunny reunited Writer/Director Bryan Fuller with Hannibal star Mads Mikkelsen, and throws Sigourney Weaver, David Dastmalchian and Shelia Atim for good measure. If you're a fan of Hannibal, this is not that. The interesting thing about this film's aesthetic is that Fuller seems to have gone back to the toolbox and reappropriated the stylistic elements he used to create his first show, Pushing Daisies, which I haven't seen in a very long time. Doesn't matter - the iconoclastic, singular fairy tale style is unforgettable, and here it is again, except honed by the nearly twenty years of experience Fuller has sweated and bled for since.
Dust Bunny is beautifully weird, existing in a world that is unlike any other. Also, it's adorable without losing its teeth, and violent without being too much for a kid. This is a gateway drug, people, and my mind still reels at the fact that the studio dropped the ball rolling this out wide (I had to drive to Nashville to see it). This would have been a perfect family film. Well, in my world, at least.
Read:
One of the rituals I'd forgotten how much I loved is the NCBD binge. Back in the day, I'd always come home from the shop, whole up on a couch with some coffee and read through my new stack. That's been gone for quite some time, but I'm bringing it back in a slightly different form.
Wednesday night after work, I hit Rick's Comic City and hung out with Ryan and Walter there, talking comics and movies, then came home and hung out with K for a few hours. After she went to bed (I've moved back to being a night owl; she usually doesn't like to stay up beyond 11:00 PM), I cracked a beer and ascended the stairs to my office and read David and Maria Lapham's Good As Dead issues 1-4 in a tight burst.
Another outstanding series from the Laphams. There's so much going on here, so many fantastic characters, but it doesn't feel crowded. Instead, every new appearance adds a layer to the mystery. Good as Dead is violent, funny, tragic, baffling and compelling. David's in top form with his line work, and colorist Dee Cunniffe helps give each scene, each story, each character their own life within the greater context of the overall story. Which starts like many other Crime/Noir stories do - an unexplained, extremely grisly suicide - and then slowly grows ever more involved, until we're balancing on the cusp of something both staggering and more than a little crazy.
Perfect!
Playlist:
Steve Moore - Jimmy and Stiggs OST
Steve Moore - Christmas Bloody Christmas OST
Metallica - Master of Puppets
Moon Wizard - Sirens
Massive Attack - Mezzanine
Phil Manzanera - Diamondhead
Dreamkid - Daggers
Perturbator - Lustful Sacraments
Brian Eno - Ambient 4: On Land
Odonis Odonis - Eponymous
Eagulls - Eponymous
Phil Manzanera - Listen Now
Orville Peck - Pony
Card:
From Jonathan Grimm's Hand of Doom Tarot, which you can buy HERE.
• Eight of Cups
• IV: The Emperor
• Five of Wands
Searching for deeper meaning than what I've found in 'known' places. This is a DIRECT call from the cards for me to engage with them more, because honestly, I've been half-assing it here for a while. I need a curriculum.
