seiberwing

Rath's been introducing me to horror movies and last night's fare was Dark Floors, the Lordi movie. The dynamic's a little different when you're actively eager for the monsters to show up because you're a fan of them on a personal level, but they managed to keep the creepy fully intact. The ending was utterly fucking disturbing (albeit not making a lot of sense, but it is a horror movie) and I had to do a bit of mental curling up and shuddering. The effects were absolutely amazing, partially because of skill and partially because the monsters brought their own costumes and the country of Finland contributed about 300,000 euros to the making of the film because Lordi seems to be one of their major exports now. It was pretty cool.

On the topic of things that are both frightening and make no sense, I'd also like to lodge a formal complaint with whoever designed England's sociological structure because there is apparently a taboo here against people saying what they actually think. I'm getting very tired of trying to figure out what's going on when I have enough trouble picking up on social cues in my own country. Just someone give me the British-to-human translation guide and I'll be a much more relaxed Seiber.