I’m still working out what Midnight Quatermass is supposed to be. The problem is that I don’t have time right now to give it that much thought. I belt one out and before I know it it’s Wednesday again. Fun though.
Tinkering
And this is how I amuse myself. Don’t get old, kids.
Midnight Quatermass 10
Newsletter is out. MAD MAX Western waffle and a Weird West short story.
“I’ll teach you everything you need about Road War”
Tonight Rob and I went across to the largest screen in the UK to see FURIOSA: A MAD MAX SAGA (2024) and it did not disappoint.
I used to live in the cinema, but these days I cherry pick very carefully what I’m going to see. Back in the day I’d happily take a gamble. I went to see THE MATRIX (1999) not knowing a damn thing about it for example, but those days are long gone. You can’t even watch a fucking trailer without having the ‘best part’ of the next 120 seconds rammed down your throat in case you click away. Don’t get started on the actual movies…
I was confident that we were in safe hands with George Miller. At this stage I’d trust him to strap me to an exploding car and toss it off a cliff. The MAD MAX movies are my STAR WARS and represent pure cinema that you can draw a line from all the way back to THE GREAT TRAIN ROBBERY in 1903. If you don’t think Mel Gibson and the guy who sang the song at Scott and Charlene’s wedding in Neighbours can be ART then I don’t know why we’re talking to each other.
I’m still processing the movie. All I can say right now is that there’s a certain scene where someone in the audience shouted, “Fuck, yeah!” with his fist in the air and shit if it wasn’t me. It also features the best line in cinematic history and I can’t wait to see it again. And again. And again.
Much more to come on this one.
Midnight Quatermass 09
A new (sort of) short story and a little pain-distracting rambling in this week’s newsletter.