Click images for desktop size: "Black Wing" by G Brom I had a dream last night about walking through an art gallery and the enormous canvases were all paintings of the stuff I post here.
Some of them I didn't much like but the overall effect kept swinging wildly between great and silly.
I wonder what my brain is trying to tell me.

I've been gathering Rock Hudson - Doris Day movies. Since we watched the grotesque, cool and funny "Pillow Talk" so much it seemed worthwhile. The pleasure of sequels.
I trade movies a lot. I traded for "Lover Come Back" and "Man's Favorite Sport" (The Howard Hawks directed one without Doris Day).
What's odd is that I only had to trade one film. Its the hot new one floating around: "Snuff 102".
"Snuff 102" is a hot Argentinean flic. Its hot only because the mescaleros at Homeland Security have been confiscating it at the borders . . . I didn't know that their job also entailed protecting our morals.
Its been confiscated in a few other countries as well, not in bulk or anything but because bored border guards need to do something to justify their existence and paychecks I guess so while rifling through luggage they've snagged a few copies.
I think that the justification is a "Warning" on the case stating that "This film contains actual torture footage. Not for the sensitive" or some such. Its in Spanish.
I'd guess these border guards figure they've sequestered the holy grail of contraband. A snuff film.
When Paul Schraeder was making the interesting "Hardcore" he noted, "No one's ever seen a snuff film. They probably don't even exist but we need them to exist."
Shortly thereafter came the "Faces Of Death" video tapes. These were legal as they used some fake and some newsreel footage of being people and animals being killed. They were boring and unsettling.
Click images for desktop size: "Batgirl" by DC Comics I think they're up to "Faces Of Death IX" by now.
While some sicko serial killers were known to videotape their crimes so they could relive the perversity of their acts no one has ever been arrested for selling or possessing a movie that showed a murder being committed solely for the sake of being filmed.
The whole idea of it first came to light in 1976. Roberta Findlay was looking to move from porn into the mainstream so she made a poor biker horror film. Her husband, Michael, saw they had a turgid mess so he tacked on an ending scene that supposedly showed the cast going berserk and killing one of the crew members. Grindhouse fanatics had seen enough on screen mayhem to know it was fake but the distributors hired some picketers to protest the "real" killings in the movie and the film created a buzz that really took off when the movie was put out on video.
It was blatant and obviously just another staged fake killing, but people argued over it. They wanted it to be real.
I don't know why.
Couldn't even guess. If I did people would seem pretty scary.
As to "Snuff 102" its an incredibly boring horror film. Not only boring but arty pretentious. (With Alexandro Jordorowsky I'm starting to think that Argentina produces some of the most vacuous pretentious movie makers in the world. But they still get their flics made. That is an accomplishment.)
What I think I dislike most about the film is that this guy seems to want to make us think he's too good to be making this sort of stuff. Its so loaded with flashy sequences and stupid camera angles, black and white sequences and even some rotoscoped scenes from the abattoir to mix in with the revolting old medical experiments on animal footage.
All of this navel gazing thrashing about doesn't give us any insights into the mind of the serial killer, the victim or even into the mind of someone who would want to see a real murder.
The Japanese "Guinea Pig" films and the "All Night Long" movies had a vicious art to them. They accomplished more than just voyeurism.
Those films were civilized and incredibly savage. They dragged you into something you did not want to be part of. They consumed you with guilt for watching or enjoying any part of them. They were made with enough love and care to force you to keep your eyes on the screen.
"Guinea Pig: Flowers Of Blood" featured an old man wearing kabuki style make-up,
Click images for desktop size: "Anime" by Unknown a samurai helmet and a black rubber apron. He spoke to the camera and lovingly and patiently explained his various techniques of torture, how to inflict pain and pleasure while delaying death. Oh, he demonstrated all of this on a young Japanese girl he had strapped to a bed.
"Snuff 102" wants to have that sort of inane power but it wants to get it by emulating Eli Roth's "Hostel". He wants the blood and the carnage and the money and the fame but he can't bring himself to get wet.
So we're left with a turgid girl gets kidnapped, gets real scared, girl escapes bad movie.
But I got two Rock Hudson flics for it so that's pretty cool . . .

My little blind dog is still with us. If it were a friend bouncing my worries and emotions around like this I'd find a new friend. He's so up and down and he drags me along with him.
Slept on the floor last night, as much for my back as for him. He was annoying as heck but for all the right reasons, not sick reasons.
My puppy was jealous!