Studies 17/08/20

something about horror as a genre is very inherently similar to romance, but it’s differently romantic. it’s like if romance could be compared to a rabbit, then horror is a hare. a hare is the same shape-ish as a rabbit, but it’s different; it’s upturned and eerie and comes at you from a sideways angle.

i think this connection between the two genres is the presence of love. love as a concept. romance is the genre that beautifies love, and horror is the genre that explores love in ways that aren’t beautiful. horror is the monstrosity of love gone sour, or the absence of love, or the emotions that the intensity of love and pain birth. slasher horror is monstrous obsession, while existential horror always has a narrative that makes you rethink what love means, what being human means. just like romance.

sorry if this makes no sense but i’m willing to talk about this if others discourse politely!

PG: Psycho Goreman (2021) dir. Steven Kostanski

Trying out clip studio paint by illustrating the end of this week’s statement. Basira puts up with a lot.

“The suburbs feel especially empty these days, even the nice homes, up-town. Andrew said he had been seeing things on his bike ride home from work, moving quick, out of the corner of his eye. And now he’s gone too. The more people that disappear, the more of them there are.”

Out of the rustling wheat, you see a human-looking hand emerge. You know deep down it is not human.

Coyotes

Mossy Creek in the Kawhaka Forest by Steve Reekie

The ghosts of Crimson Peak all fit within the style of the film but are different in the way they are categorized by three different colors: red, black, and white. Each color has its own meaning for the fate of the ghost after death … Red ghosts are people who are trapped at Allerdale Hall. Black ghosts are people who choose to stay. White ghosts are people who choose to leave.

CRIMSON PEAK (2015) dir. Guillermo del Toro

B L A S P H E M O U S — 2019, the game kitchen

“Now fall. Return to your brothers and sisters. Sleep, and share your dream with those who failed in penance. They who continue to hide their faces and prolong their lies, long after their clothes have turned to dust. If the Miracle has really pointed out to you, you will rise again upon the dead, before the pain of the statue of the twisted Father who will watch over you. If that is your fate then we will meet again.”

The world is really just me and Courtney; there’s really not much else to it.