...and good ain't always popular. Because, this lovely summer day, we just don't feel like using proper English.
We cling to the theory that good things (quality work, talented artists, great writers) are often ignored because, otherwise, our sales figures would really sting. We have three novels, a novella, a script and a short story collection available for the general public and, generally, the public isn't too interested. We average about 50 downloads a month. Or, roughly, 0.0006% of what Darcie Chan did with one novel last August.
Not that we're complaining. Much. Okay, we're complaining, but friends let friends whine. And, yes, we understand that sometimes popular = good but that's not the subject of today's post. Or next week's post, either. Still, we're always pleased when we stumble across something that's been largely ignored but is, somehow, worthy of broad attention. Which brings us to The Devil's Rock.
We cling to the theory that good things (quality work, talented artists, great writers) are often ignored because, otherwise, our sales figures would really sting. We have three novels, a novella, a script and a short story collection available for the general public and, generally, the public isn't too interested. We average about 50 downloads a month. Or, roughly, 0.0006% of what Darcie Chan did with one novel last August.
Not that we're complaining. Much. Okay, we're complaining, but friends let friends whine. And, yes, we understand that sometimes popular = good but that's not the subject of today's post. Or next week's post, either. Still, we're always pleased when we stumble across something that's been largely ignored but is, somehow, worthy of broad attention. Which brings us to The Devil's Rock.
We found the movie at the local rental store -- not at the local Red Box kiosk 'cause they've never heard of the movie, either -- and the image above caught Harrell's attention. Because a hot chick with her mouth open, streaked in blood and staring kind of mindlessly is just the kind of embarrassing imagery that would catch his attention.
Strangely enough, the hot-chick-with-no-bra design didn't do anything for Renée. Nor did the official movie poster, to the left. Just look at the guy in the Purple Demon suit: Would you want to see that movie? Don't bother answering, we know you, you'd laugh and walk away. The IMDB comments weren't stellar -- rated 5.2 out of 10, not any kind of wonderful -- so, even though Harrell had checked out the DVD, she figured she was safe.
Until Harrell found a couple of reviewers who loved the movie. One of them said it was Lovecraftian in concept. As much as one of us is attracted to attractive women in military uniforms...please, Doctor, explain what this particular kink means before someone gets hurt...Renée is fascinated by most things Lovecraftian. (Enough so that, as this post is being typed, A Very Scary Solstice is playing in the background.) So we popped a bowl of popcorn, sat down and wondered if we'd like this odd independent picture on any level.
The Devil's Rock turned out to be a small New Zealand horror picture, set during WWII, and starring no one we'd ever heard of. It was shot in about two weeks time, has a cast of ten...two of which are referred to as "Dead German"...and released almost nowhere. Video-on-demand, maybe. But, Purple Demon to the contrary, it's fun, scary and interesting. Well-written and tightly plotted, the direction is excellent, the acting is strong, the set design is so good that we forgot there were sets, and the tale is Lovecraftian, indeed.
We liked it so much we wanted to tell someone. So we told you.
Strangely enough, the hot-chick-with-no-bra design didn't do anything for Renée. Nor did the official movie poster, to the left. Just look at the guy in the Purple Demon suit: Would you want to see that movie? Don't bother answering, we know you, you'd laugh and walk away. The IMDB comments weren't stellar -- rated 5.2 out of 10, not any kind of wonderful -- so, even though Harrell had checked out the DVD, she figured she was safe.
Until Harrell found a couple of reviewers who loved the movie. One of them said it was Lovecraftian in concept. As much as one of us is attracted to attractive women in military uniforms...please, Doctor, explain what this particular kink means before someone gets hurt...Renée is fascinated by most things Lovecraftian. (Enough so that, as this post is being typed, A Very Scary Solstice is playing in the background.) So we popped a bowl of popcorn, sat down and wondered if we'd like this odd independent picture on any level.
The Devil's Rock turned out to be a small New Zealand horror picture, set during WWII, and starring no one we'd ever heard of. It was shot in about two weeks time, has a cast of ten...two of which are referred to as "Dead German"...and released almost nowhere. Video-on-demand, maybe. But, Purple Demon to the contrary, it's fun, scary and interesting. Well-written and tightly plotted, the direction is excellent, the acting is strong, the set design is so good that we forgot there were sets, and the tale is Lovecraftian, indeed.
We liked it so much we wanted to tell someone. So we told you.
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