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A Haunting in Connecticut Extended Edition DVD Review (Article) - 7/21/2009 1:32:05 PM

"It features interviews with actual members of the Snedeker family (The names were changed for the film) including the mother, two of the sons, and the nieces who were living with them. It also includes interviews with neighbors, friends and local reporters and police officers. Many of the events seen in the film allegedly happened."

Did anyone interview one the many dead bodies stuffed in the wall?
It seems to me that's where you should start your investigation; get it straight from the dead horse's lips.

A Haunting in Connecticut Extended Edition DVD Review (Article) - 7/21/2009 1:24:22 PM

Please forgive me-
I hope I don’t offend-
But I hate these type movies for the trend that seems to prevail.
You can’t make these people move.

I don’t care if blood is dripping from the walls- phantasms are knocking over furniture and the spirits are holding conversations with your small children. Whites won’t move out of these supposedly malevolent haunted houses. Let one- and I mean one- of these things happen and the house doesn’t have to ask a black family twice to move; for we gone. Let rent-a-center worry about its stuff cause we out of here. And we shall leave no forwarding address, so the director is out of luck should he want to shoot a sequel.

I’m starting to believe for some reason hauntings only seem to happen to blond white women with attractive teen sons/daughters who are popular in a suburban schools. Just as much as I am convinced aliens only visit people in the Midwest who drive trucks and sport gun-racks on the back of such trucks. Are aliens that afraid of the people in the inner city?

I can only think of one instance where an alien landed in the hood, and that was, Brother From Another Planet. And he was being chased by white aliens.

And if I see such a family moving in the neighborhood I’m gone before the sh*t hits the fan.
I’m hoping they don’t knock on my door asking for a cup of sugar, cause they might shake off something evil in their wake. Again I hope I did not offend.

AMERICAN WEREWOLF Remake Howls (Article) - 6/29/2009 10:33:04 AM

It used to be the undead were undead.
They didn’t come out in the sunlight- they didn’t have girlfriends; they didn’t make love sexually and they didn’t have babies. They were creatures of the night who fed on the living. Now they’ve been reduced to troubled high school kids with mono infections. Vampirism in movies has become a joke. Horror used to mean unbridled- unmitigated, unabashed horror.

If you’re old enough to remember Larry Talbot then you were scared out of your socks when the wolf man appeared on your black&white TV screen. When he sat down in the chair during his transformation phase and the camera panned down to show his ankles as the hair began to grow. If you were watching TV in the dark you put the light on. Hell the Ghost and Mr. Chicken scared me more than most of the horror movies out today; I can still hear that freakin organ playing up in the loft. Bill Cosby spoke with authority about how scary the Wolf man and Frankenstein was in those days. Now with the saturation of CGI and every sick- visceral horror combo you can imagine; young children have become desensitized. You just can’t scare them anymore.

TRANSFORMERS: REVENGE OF THE FALLEN Review (Article) - 6/24/2009 7:20:01 AM and skids/

"There are two robots in the film called Mudflap and Skids, and despite being red and green, respectively, they are voiced in a way that clearly designates them to be the "black" robots. Also, Skids has a gold front tooth (no, I'm serious) and both cannot read."

Please- I hope I don't offend:
So you’re telling me that a “Highly Advanced” race of robots from a world far beyond our universe, possessing intelligence far beyond our means; has a pair of black robots- one with a gold tooth in his mouth and who I'm told cannot read? Voiced by a white actor (SpongeBob Square Pants) in the best black dialect he can come up with? I’m just curious, are there any Jewish robots who have a penchant for complaining and whining- with large noses maybe?
Or maybe an Asian robot with a small appendage? Or a few white robots confused about their sexuality?

Good clean fun is one thing- but racist attitudes in a movie geared toward a general white demographic won’t elicit complaints from the average white viewer I gather.
Like one writer wrote above, he knows many blacks like that. Speaking as a black man I’m familiar with no blacks who lack the ability to read- let alone sport gold teeth in their mouths. Course I guess to many whites we all look and act the same, so what’s the harm with a little racial humor at our expense?
Again- I hope I didn't offend.

5 Things Hollywood Thinks Computers Can Do (Article) - 6/20/2009 5:34:51 PM

You mean to tell me that the aliens in Independence Day didn’t have a firewall running?
That their highly-advanced network actually responded to a ping?
And what kind of software was Goldblum’s character running? Q-Modem for the Mac?
I remember the message as the camera zoomed in on Jeff's computer; it said, “Connecting to host.” On What port? What protocol? What modem string?
Bet it was AOL.
You’ve got alien mail!


Unspecified Title (Article) - 6/13/2009 10:28:09 PM

"Back in a couple of days with a review of the 1970s set."

And don’t get me started on the 70's.
The Jackson-5 cartoon was an early favorite of mine; as was, The Wacky Races- voiced by Paul Lynde.
The Banana splits- along with its collection of cartoon shorts.
Fat Albert and The Cosby kids cartoon (the live action was a total disaster.)
No Buck Buck? Are you kidding me? No ninth street bridge?

H.R. Pufnstuf with the Krofft puppets was a hit with us. That Voom-Broom was a bad mother-
Who cared if the over-sized puppet lips didn’t actually sync with the voices off-screen. We knew the opening song by heart.
No crude humor or sexual innuendo; as most of us growing up back then had no idea what the word Porn meant. Now...well- sadly most children do.

Course then came George Clinton and I learned to put away childish things for a greater purpose.


Unspecified Title (Article) - 6/13/2009 10:07:00 PM

I know sir...
Sad times we live in now...
Thank God for the Newsgroups- Boomerang- Hulu and You Tube.
You can go down memory lane whenever you want to.

Unspecified Title (Article) - 6/13/2009 6:30:41 PM

Lucky enough?
Blessed is more like it.
On Saturday morning we ran downstairs to get the best seat in front of the television.
At around 15-20 minutes to 8:00 am we watched nothing but the test pattern.
Then you had the commercials and the public service announcements. You had the fizzy drink commercial with the accompanying jingle; it’s stirring- its stirring- look Ma its stirring!

The Bugs Bunny Road Runner hour lasted almost 3 hours. The Herculoids- Johnny Quest, Sampson and Goliath; and Mighty Mightorrrrrr!!! Milton the Monster, Fearless Fly and a host of Harvey cartoons. Mighty Mouse- Heckle and Jeckle; hell- it was a smorgasbord of visual delights. Atom Ant- the Mighty Heros, Moby Dick (with the complimentary red movie projector from Kenner.) We begged our mother to buy it for Christmas, as Santa was simply unreliable.

Then you had the puppet shorts, Like Fireball XL-5, and Supercarrrrrr!!
It was the best of times and it was the worst of times, as the cartoons did not last all day.
Cartoons like Top Cat and the Flintstones, and the Jetsons also aired during prime time.

We only had three stations and we were thankful.
Then we got dressed, ate breakfast and went outside and played all freakin day long.

6 Superheroes Who Completely Lost Their Shit (Article) - 4/25/2009 10:29:14 AM

"Can I get you something?
S'mo fo butter layin' to the bone. Jackin' me up.
I'm sorry I don't understand.
Cutty say he cant hang.
Oh stewardess, I speak jive.
Ohhhh, good.
He said that he's in great pain and he wants to know
if you can help him.
Would you tell him to just relax and I'll be back as
soon as I can with some medicine.
Jus' hang loose blooood. She goonna catch up on the`
rebound a de medcide.
What it is big mamma, my mamma didn't raise no dummy, I
dug her rap.
Cut me som' slac' jak! Chump don wan no help, chump
don git no help. Jive ass dude don got no brains

Now I’m a 51 year-old black male and even I can’t understand the rudiments of that particular strain of jive. Cab Callaway wrote a book on it- "The New Cab Calloway's Hepsters Dictionary: Language of Jive," kind of like the urban dictionary.
I loved it because I grew up around these type males who did in fact speak like this.
You were considered the outsider if you weren’t fluent. I’m sure the black actors enjoyed it more than anyone else in the cast.
Drawing from Luke Cage helped sharpen my skills with regards to surface anatomy; he was my favorite along with the Black Panther, Black Bolt- and Thor.

Elsewhere (Article) - 3/22/2009 4:57:47 PM

"Soon the phones and television go dead and then Joan is shaken to her core to find she can no longer see Manhattan from the island,"
Leave!!! Runnnnn!!
Get out damn you!!

Please don’t take this the wrong way..
This story touched a nerve what with the premiere of a, A Haunting in Connecticut.
I don’t care what type of Imp- or spirit, demon or entity invades a quiet house in the suburbs- or lies waiting for a dysfunctional family moving in amid rumors of the house being haunted; the people will stay in the house. Even when the evil begins to manifest itself with the sighting of phantoms- apparitions or levitating beds, the naive inhabitants will deal with it by calling in a priest or parapsychologist; but they won’t move.

This is why very few horror movies are made with blacks. I can think of Haunted Mansion with Eddie Murphy- but the premise was campy and lacked the bite of a conventional horror flick. I can think of Thirteen Ghosts, where you had the stereotypical, “Sassy” black sista who wasn’t going to die if she could help it. We run- to quote Cedric the Entertainer. We don’t even have to know what we are running about; if I see you run I’m gonna run. We can talk about why we was running after we get to where we goin. Now this is not a slight, so please forgive me if I offend anyone; but statistically there is some truth. Let too many blacks move into a neighborhood and whites are gone faster than you can say boo! Equity be damned.

It didn’t take a ghost- or a malevolent ghoul- or a prediction of terrible things to come; cause that’s not enough to make whites move in fear of their lives. Whites will brave demons- monsters and vampires, talk trash to masked serial killers; take skinny dips in abandoned summer camps known to be frequented by said serial killer. But will forsake claims to said property once the complexion of the neighborhood begins to change (certainly not in all cases; forgive my generalizations.) I guess the reality of a young black male outclasses anything showing in the box office when talking about sheer terror and horror.

I just don’t understand it. Horror movie after horror movie including Gremlins; where the suburban wife defends her kitchen with a butcher knife against 3 ft demons. Whites simply stay in the house. At least when the house in Amityville told whites to “get out,” they finally left; but it really had to work hard on getting them out. We blacks are cowards when it comes to the supernatural. We don’t go looking for things that go bump in the night. That’s why we talk to the screen when the young girl goes down into the basement with blood obviously streaming down the walls. The basement lights don’t work- it’s lightening outside and the music begins to swell in the background. Gurl!! Are you crazy??? He's standing by the water heater!!

Why not just go back upstairs and call 911? Or leave and call from a friend’s house.
Why go downstairs into a dark cellar known to be the gateway to hell- just to check things out?
Stop that!


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