Sunday, April 5, 2015

Julia (2014) and Socializing Vengeance

There are three ways to make your way out of Trauma. The first is to become oblivious to your own pain by becoming numb. The second is by failing to integrate the trauma you come under the sway of madness. Lastly you can find a way to live with yourself. Enjoy your symptoms. Find a way to make sense out of what happened in such a way where you can rekindle your sense of self in the world. The film Julia is about a woman’s journey to return to herself after becoming the victimized by four men. Rather than tell the worn out tale of rage let loose, the film plays with the idea that in order to free yourself from victimization one must depersonalize the crime. Think beyond the cruelty that happened to you and strike at the core of the power structures in which reinforced and allow the continuance of male supremacy.

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Dear Zombies - I Have Climbed Out of the Gutter, and I'm Ready for Brainz!

I have climbed out of the gutter of unemployment. Luckily in time before I ran out of funds to pay my rent. The job market is cruel bastard, and I’ve found the job for me. And it pays more than my previous place of employment. Woot!

I have two weeks of freedom before my official start date and I took some time out today to catch up on some writing and reading.

What happens next is a good question. I'll be working of course! I plan to get back to a regular posting schedule as so as feasible. What I have learned is that I need to escape my apartment to write and confront these blank pages in a new space. Today, I ventured out to a coffee shop to get my blogging on. Here I am!

I’ll be working on an analysis, today, of a great film I saw a week ago called Julia. I know its terrible title. I think the film succeeded in a way that American Mary failed. Specifically in terms of its politics and temperament.

Look out for the post later this week!

Monday, March 16, 2015

Dear Zombies - Running Out of Time, But I Have Hope - Belated Celebration of 2014

Being a grown up is hard. As I mentioned in my last couple posts, I have been on hiatus first due to trying to find the time to write with my previous job, then getting fired from said job because a couple of my fellow coworkers took their personal frustrations out of me via a character assassination. Now I am on my last legs. I have one more month's worth of rent saved and am starting a temp job tomorrow. You'd think a masters degree and over 60 grand worth of education would make adult life all puppy dogs and rainbows.

Oh, but no.

Luckily, I am a crafty dude and feel that I will be able to secure my rent in time for me to become another body for capitalism's meat grinder. I await word from a couple job interviews that were promising and should ideally get this guy back out into Chicago to kick ass and take names.

Nonetheless, every day is full of worry and dread. I can wait with the best of them. I can sit at the DMV all day as long as I have something to read. But to wait on someone else who has no clue how important their answer is to my livelihood is another story altogether.

Maybe I entered life with more idealism. A sense of what the world could be if only it became mindful of its failures and did something abut them.

Yesterday, I took a dry erase marker and wrote, "What must be done?" on my bathroom mirror. The question is as clear as its answer. Anything that can be done must be done. Because the revolution is at stake.

I got so wrapped up in my own drama I forgot to celebrate that Interrogating Ideology With  A Chainsaw completed its first year of publication! I'd like to thank you punks for reading, providing encouragement, ruthlessly attacking me on my spelling/grammar, and the horror business for putting out so many interesting flicks. 2014 was crazy year for me. I fought to complete my masters in Social Work just as hard as the professors tried to find reason to fail me. I blogged liked crazy, writing upwards of 20 posts a month. I read over 150 books in 2014 and just completed my 700th book a couple weeks ago. I started dating met some awesome women. I moved into my apartment. Near singlehandedly carrying every object I own into my apartment. A feat I will not be doing a second time. I've had a good year, in spite of the fascists that have made my life exponentially more difficult than it needs to be.

I'm like a propper adult all of a sudden.

Thanks. You folks rock!

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Dear Zombies - The hiatus that never ends - What scary stuff have you been watching?

See what had happened was... Over the last couple weeks, I was trying to find a way to schedule some blogging into my week and not feel too drained due to the amount of writing I was doing at work. Somewhere in the middle of this scheming I got fired. And fired on fabricated gibberish because a couple people had personal problems they wanted to project on me. The madness was a bit of a hit to the ego that left me pretty furious. I'm on my way to something better.

Finally settled into my apartment in the city and terrified that I'd go homeless blogging took a back seat to me finding a backup plan. Combing the internet for work and endlessly out online applications for jobs I don't particularly want. After a couple days of scouring the internet for jobs I have a couple interviews lined up.

After I secure a paycheck, again. I promise I will return to the internet and let out some philosophical rants. Altho I took a break from horror to catch up on some TV shows, I will get back on the scary and start working on something soon.

What have you been watching? I find the beginning of the year normally pretty bleakly free of blood and guts. I'm itching for something creepy.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Top 10 Philosophically Relevant Horror Movies Of 2014

It was the bloodiest of times, it was the most exhausting of times. Racial strife hit the fan in Fergeson. Israel Genociding Palatine, again. Obama and Putin couldn’t find the time, as hard as they tried, to set their differences aside and relieve their international sexual tension. Along the way horror flicks splattered the screen or, sadly, discarded to direct to video releases. Looking over the list of horror releases for 2014 I am hard pressed to find a theme, outside a renewed interested in the occult and a renewed need put the fear of Jesus in the hearts of the masses. Between found footage and pseudo-religious morality tales 2014 brought us a few special flicks that I know will be lining my blu ray shelf. We also saw the widespread proliferation of horror TV shows. But most importantly 2014 brought you this guy. izombiheartzoey – the only horror philosopher on the internet!

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Grimm Love (2006) Or If Only Romeo And Juliet Were Cannibals?

Many films and books have explored love. The iconic tribute of solidarity to the binary. The relationship that rubs against the spirit and brings forth something deeper and primal. From love we get this connection that seems to incorporate transcendence and destiny. There is a sense in which what love brings to the surface always-already should more than its trivial material reality. Love is already more then it’s base existence. But, there is a radical absurdity in staking a claim on a singular entity, why this one and not others? While this ring on this chick? Why is there this wife rather than another or none at all? Upon even the most basic inspection love is not able to hold its ground. Love thrives in this contradictory dialectic. The bond that love creates calls into question the very reality that it exists in. Once in love, the lover’s world is twitter-painted. A vibrant shroud covers the world. Meaning springs forth from the meaningless. A tree or a park bench passed on the morning commute get pulled into re-justifying transcendence. Objects and entities are dislodged from their context and redistributed along a new context. All that you know of the world revolves around the significant other. The world stays in place but means something very different. Because love becomes all we come to think we need. But what if our love is a love for the obliteration of love? What if rather than a love expressed through cherishing one is compelled to consume one's object of affection?

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Scenic Route (2014), Tribulations of Bromance, and Hoes Before Bros

Many of us spend an inordinate amount of time searching for love and lust in life. We break our hearts on the altar of this demand. This compulsion to connect and reproduce. We track down that special someone and get them ringed. Wrapping our whole existence in the other. Wrapping tax codes, self-esteem and sanity up in marriage. But what does this all amount to? Living the dream we are brainwashed to love? Of what use are all these emotional and economic rituals? Scenic Route is a film that explores the void between romance and bromance. Should we live our life chasing our dreams or settle for what the world grinds us out to be?

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Dear Zombies - This Dude Is Back.... Let the Horror Drip From The Ceiling

Long story short - this horror blogger been in the process of acclimating to a job in the big cold and windy city of Chicago. The pay checks are rolling in but I did not have access to horror films or my computer for most of the last month. Boring I know. Luckily over the last week I have been moving into a new horror crib and getting myself ready for adult life. This weekend I moved into my apartment. I'm just a futon on the floor and a large stack of blu rays filled with blood and guts.

I look forward to getting back into writing. When this will be exactly is to be determined. I don't have a desk and my next weekend is going to be another pair of days moving heavy boxes. Look out for a post next-next weekend.

I'm sure you punks will find this conundrum entertaining. I have a set of severed limbs that I picked up on clearance when I worked a Halloween at a Halloween store. I can't seem to find a place in my apartment to put them. Sadly I don't have any furniture that goes with dismemberment. Har! Har! Har!

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Dear Zombies - Wage Slavery and Poor excuses.

I tell you what, commuting to Chicago is exhausting. I'm losing about 3 hours of my day to traffic. I don't see this calming down until I can move into the city. I haven't been watching much horror this week. I did finally burn through the first season of House of Cards. Great to see some Machiavellianism in action! Didn't catch any horror and was too exhausted to write. I expected to write something this weekend. But the best-laid plans got destroyed by poor planning. On to next week, and figuring out a strategy for writing now that I am working.

I'm going to shoot for a write up next weekend.

Are you watching anything scary?

Sunday, October 19, 2014

10.19.2014 - Got a Job - Blogging

Dear Zombies,

Yay! Halloween is  11 days 6 hours and 33 minutes away! What are you doing for Halloween? I’m too poor for plans this year. Although, everything is changing tomorrow. I am embarking on my first day of wage slavery. That’s right this punk found a job. After over 200 applications and 25 interviews I finally found someone to cut me a check. Tomorrow I start. I will be doing mental health social work in Chicago. Should be fun.  Next week is mostly training and paperwork. At some point over the next couple months I plan on moving to the city. As you might have guess this will impact the blog. I expect to post irregularly for the next month until I get I develop a good flow with working. We shall see.