The Blog In Yellow

I finished listening to the other half of Quinn's podcast and it went as I expeted. The second half wasn't as interesting because it covered the comparisons between Lovecraft's work and Ridley's film. For the record, I think Prometheus is an ok film that was shoehorned into the Alien series. Quinn seems to share my sentiments about the picture and even enlightened me on a few aspects I didn't know or remembered about the film. The original idea was about space travellers looking for their god. The backlore of the film states that they've been looking at ancient pictures and cave paintings that seem to point to a place they've located in the stars. This also alligns with the fact that something happned 2000 years ago which is supposed to relate to the time of Jesus. So, if theory is to be believed, after slaying the savior the alien gods sent to us, we, in our hubris, are trying to find answers to our origin. Quinn pointed out the similarities to this genetic...

I've heard people debate about what makes good cosmic horror. There's a thin line that has to be navigated that boarders on belief and disbelief in the story that makes the impossible seem possible. Strange Harvest is one of the genre that gets very close to doing it perfectly. The movie is a documentary/found footage film that I had been dying to see for the past few months. After searching online for a pirating site to provide me with the goods, I bit the bullet and spent seven dollars to watch the film. And my money seems to have been well spent. The mockumentary follows the case of the Mr. Shiny Murders and focuses on the two detectives who profiled the case and how it affected them and the victims. From the opening I was drawn in by the documentary style footage. A lot of out of their luck TV channels will have marathons of dramatized accounts of police tracking down killers, rapists, and every other kind of scum bag. The editors always do a good job of jazzing up the the ...

Starting today, I'm getting my words in. I've been lax a few days but...I don't have an excuse. I got some good writing advice on reddit which confirmed my suspicion that I should mature a little more before writing KIY. I need help and I need to write a few short stories and see if they can be published or fixed up to make a good story. So I guess I'll work on my Cain story. I already have an idea of what I should work on next. This short story about people sharing the same thoughts on a ship. I'm trying not to panic because I get antsy if I don't do something to help my writing. I'm spending way too much time on Palworld. Maybe it's best if I delete it for now. That's the strange things about video games, watching a painter work will make you a better painter, reading a book will make you a better writer, but gaming won't make you a better game designer, it will only make you a better gamer. It's a strange, strange world of entertaintment w...

A few months ago I completed a game called Mouthwashing. It's an amazing game with a supreme narrative about things going from bad to worse. You are on a ship in space with a barebones crew transporting goods. The absolute irony and madness behind what you are carrying is in the title which only becomes funny when you realize that you're doomed. Your captain incapacitated, your "girlfriend" pregnant, and you at the helm of a doomed vessel. Somehow, someway, you have to fix this mess. This was one of the few games that made my mouth drop. The last game accomplish this was Soma, another fantastic game. But after reading the wiki about the game, I was interested to look at the source material. Mainly a couple of movies: Sunshine and Event Horizon. Sunshine was foreign to me but I had heard of Event Horizon. It's infamous or famous for being one of the last 90s horror scifi films. I'm honestly glad that I was playing a game while allowing occasional glances at the...

There's a lot to talk about. First let's get the God stuff out of the way. I'm trying to write more positive so that I don't have to go back and read how miserable I am. For a few weeks I've been asking God to work on me, and He has, but the idea is co-labor, to work with God on something. This week, I asked God, "Hey God, let's work on me together." One of the thoughts that came to my head was Joseph in slavery. After being sold by his brothers, he worked to death and was imprisoned after being falsely accused. I was listening to Bill Johnson and he was talking about how Joseph could have worked for decades and never been the right hand man of the pharoh. And even thought I'm worried about almost turning forty and worry that I've never made connections and done enough training, God knows my desires and he has plans for me to grant them. I know God can make up for the lost time. So even though I don't have a lot going for me as far as I can...

I had to go shopping today, not only because I needed food but also because my stomach was mad at me. It didn't want to eat Bob Evans frozen ham and cereal for breakfast. I have to make this food last until the 8th when my stamps are renewed. Chicken and rice sounds good, I'm sick of hamburger and noodles. I'm also out of Classica sauce which means I can't make spaghetti. Right now I'm calming myself with some Cheeze-its. It's like comfort for my stomach. I've been told that there's this thing called "food anxiety" where you worry about what you'll eat for the next few days. So I need to extend my food until the stamps come back. Being poor isn't fun. Moving on, one of the issues I've been having is playing new games. I've got a bunch I want to play or finish but I don't have the joy or motivation to do it. But, there's the ADHD part of me that jumps from one thing to another. I don't finish games, I let them fade. S...

I've been thinking about the writing I've been doing. I already gave up on things like friends but I figured I wasn't really using my time to make friends so I thought it would be better to write. I wonder if I'm improving. Today's therapy went horribly. First, my therapist was FORTY minutes late. They've already put me in a bind with having me meet two different therapists after one of them left due to a vague reason. I wish that these people would stay consistant so I can form a pattern. If I don't, I can't be comfortable to open up and talk to them. If I can't talk to them, then what's the purpose of therapy? I'm tired of these meetings. I want to waste my time playing games or reading or writing this crap. Instead I've got an aid twice a week, two therapists in a row and soon I'll have meetings with this guy who'll help me find a job. I'm more stressed out NOW than I was before I had the meeting. What's happening to me...

Yesterday, I got to watch the full "Puss in Boots: The Last Wish." I've been meaning to watch it for a while ever since I've seen breakdowns and clips of it. It's a good, short, to the point, movie that everyone that I've watched has praised. Let me see if I can break it down from memory. Puss narrates about a wishing star that has fallen to the earth years ago and that anyone who finds it will have a wish granted. Puss in Boots celebrates with a song at a party he's hosting in the govenor's house, unknown to the govenor who's off on vacation. His party is so loud it wakes up a giant who attacks the town. Puss runs to the rescue and defeats the giant but "dies" in the process. He wakes up in the doctor's office who asks how many lives Puss has used. Puss realizes that he's on his last life and it is recommended by the doctor to no longer go on adventures. The doctor tells Puss to retire at a cat retirement home which Puss refuses....

I'm off to get my tooth pulled today. Since I'll be conscious I should have an experience I can put into my tooth story. Ugh, I'm not looking forward to this. This is the second tooth I've pulled while having this job. Both of them were molars and the last one had some of the roots left in because they were too hard to pull out. I feel like writing a lot even though it is painful sometimes to write. I'd rather write than go get my tooth pulled. Feels like a crucifixion sometimes. I'm still fighting my inner critic but it's a daily fight that I have to get used to.  Oh, that reminds me. I found a movie I've been meaning to see for a while called Mad God. It's done by the guy who did the special effects for Star Wars and other famous films. The trailer claims that it's a movie "30 years in the making." I'm guessing he came up with the concept years ago and I completly forgot about it. It was before I thought up KIY so this could be so...

I've been meaning to do a bigger review after I read the comics and analyzed them but an overview review about "Something is Killing the Children" popped up and I wanted to write my thoughts about it. It's a work by James Tynion IV, who I remember because his name sounds like "Tyrion" from Game of Thrones. The comic stars Erica Slaughter who hunts down monsters that only children can see. Monsters like the ones in woods or that hide in closets. She is a troubled young woman who looks like she's emerging from her teen years or someone who had those years taken from her. The draw of the comic is the mystery, you don't know why parents can't see these monsters, you don't know who is behind Erica helping her to kill these monsters. You even question Erica as she talks to a stuffed octopus doll that she carries around. The fact is, the comic is smart enough to leave those kind of questions to your imagination, mostly. It's an interesting techi...

 I've seen Zach Cregger's Barbarian film before this one and I enjoyed it. But I went into this film with low expectations because I heard some people hated the ending. Even with low expectations I was blown away by this film. It's more of a thriller mystery than it is a horror experience. There's ample plot, great gore effects, and fantastic acting that borders on silly. You can tell the people making this film had fun with it. Where do I begin? How about a synopsis? A teacher is accused of hurting children after her entire classroom, except one, disappears one night. All the children get up and walk out their homes at the same night. What I like is the pieces that fall into place. You get several perspectives from the teacher, a father of one of the missing children, a cop, a drug addict, the principal of the school, and the one child that remained. Each perspective gives you a bit of the puzzle and by the end all the loose ends are tied up in a brillaint manner. One ...