The Haunting of Hill House: Review

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Hello Friend!

I will watch just about anything with a horror theme that comes out on Netflix. Movies, shows, anything! Okay…not just Netflix, anywhere. I love anything and everything horror. Even the bad ones that everyone hates.

I had plans on watching the Haunting of Hill House since I first heard about it. It was always in the plans. But then Mr. Stephen King (my favorite author of all times) decided to comment about how amazing this show was. So of course that made me move a little quicker to watch the show. It took me 3 days to watch all 10 episodes…but I could have easily done it in one day given better circumstances. Work gets in the way of so much stuff!

Let’s get down to business. What you are really here for. What did I think about The Haunting of Hill House?

FREAKING LOVED IT!

Okay okay. Let me talk about all the reasons I love this show. I actually have reasons to love this show and not just an over all “I just love it” excuse.

First, let me talk about the actors. Every child actor in this movie is phenomenal. It made me wonder if these kids were picked out of some cloning field where they just mass produce great child actors. Not a single one let me down with the believability of their fear. It made the show feel so much more real, like there was some bent neck lady standing behind me, watching me.

The adult actors…they were so fantastic. I loved the chemistry between them all, how much they felt like siblings. Not to mention the familiar faces. Carla Gugino who played the lead in Geralds Game, another Netflix Original. She was also on a TV series called Wayward Pines. As well as on Watchman.  Then we have Kate Siegel who played the lead in Hush, Netflix original. She is also the wife of Mike Flanagan who had his hands all over The Haunting of Hill House.

The camera work of this show was something of magic. Seriously, there had to have been magical creatures moving these cameras because it was so smooth. There was a ton of movement but not once did I worry about motion sickness. To go along with the great camera work I want to add the transitions! There are a ton of transitions from present day to the past and the transitions are so quick, smooth, and seemless. They were also very clear and not once did I wonder where in the story line I was at.

The Haunting of Hill House is all over the place. The timeline is not a straight line in either the past or present day. There is a lot of jumping around but it is done is such a way that you know exactly where you are in the story and what happened when. It was so great because you knew what was going on, but there were so many questions you were waiting for answers. It’s one of the greatest things about the show, it answered all the questions, but in it’s own time and it wasn’t stretched out to the point where you just couldn’t continue to watch because you got bored.

This show was actually scary! It gave me tingles at the back of my head, which happens when I am legitimately enjoying a horror movie. It doesn’t happen often anymore because things are just not as scary as they once were. Don’t get me wrong, I love horror and the stories, but they don’t scare me as much. This actually freaked me out a little bit. There was even a few jump scares that got me! One of the jump scares I didn’t even see coming and I loved it!

Now, it wasn’t all fun and games. There was one episode where things went on almost too long and I wanted to rush through it. Good news, this was on the very last episode where everything was being wrapped up and all questions answered. There was only one moment where I was like “Can this scene be over with?”

The question that arises at this point is, Will there be another season? I have discussed this with someone who thinks there shouldn’t be another season. But I think there should. There are things that could be explored from this point on. We could take a look more into the past of this haunted house. We could look into the future of what could happen or go wrong with this house. I realize that this show is based on a book and with the last episode is the end of the book, it has been wrapped up. (I need to read the book!) That doesn’t mean the story has to stop there. Now Mike Flanagan has so much to work with and he is free to do what he wants from this point on. It could be something amazing and I really would like to see a second season.

I would watch this show again and again. It may become something that I need to watch every year in October because it was fantastic and scary and I want more of it. For me it is added to the list with Hocus Pocus and The Nightmare Before Christmas. It has to be watched a million times. Not to mention that I have a weird feeling that every time I watch it, I will notice something new that I didn’t see before.

My suggestion to you, if you have not seen the show yet, go watch it. And pay close attention to it. Don’t look away for a second because you may miss something. There are a lot of little details thrown in that could easily be missed, which is something I absolutely love.

Have you watched The Haunting of Hill House? If so, what did you think about it? If not, do you plan on watching it? I think you should!

Until Next Time!

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Let’s Talk: Nightmare on Elm Street 2 Freddys Revenge

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I have been going through all the old horror movies and checking them out again, because well…I have not seen most of them since I was a kid.  So while I remember loving them and almost being terrified of them, I didn’t exactly remember them.

So here I am watching all these horror movies and I have seen quite a few at this point. Pumpkinhead, Hellraiser 1, 2, and 3, The Shinning…and A nightmare on Elm Street.

I have enjoyed watching these great classics and it’s almost like watching them for the first time.

But!!

And this is a huge but!

Freddy’s revenge was…..

AWFUL!

Does anyone remember this movie? I think it should be wiped from our minds and thrown in the delete folder and the delete folder deleted. There were so many things wrong with this movie. Honestly, was it even a Freddy movie? It wouldn’t have been good if it had been a stand-alone movie and not part of a franchise.

Let’s look at this. Freddy could attack people in their dreams. But he is weak from the first movie where he basically had his a$$ handed to him. So…he attacks one guy who moves into Nancy’s old house. It could totally make sense that Freddy can only attack the people in the house where he was last defeated. I can go along with that.

Then it goes all wonky. Suddenly Freddy can possess Jesse and kill people in the real world instead of attacking them in his dreams. I have read the things that the idea is that Freddy is weak and this is how he gets stronger. But it doesn’t make sense. He is a dream demon basically. How can he be so weak he can’t attack people in their dreams, but he can possess someone, look like himself to them, and kill?

Also, the whole point of the first movie is that Freddy was attacking the kids of the adults who had a part in killing him. Jesse’s parents had nothing to do with it!

This movie was an embarrassment to the whole franchise. It completely throws out the whole concept of Freddy. The scary guy who attacks you in your dreams. It was ridiculous but I could still appreciate some of the special effects. People were really creative with special effects in the 80’s and I kind of miss it.

I need to get back to watching horror movies, but I have been a little distracted with things lately. There are some great shows going on at the moment too and I hope to touch on those soon this month.

So tell me, what is your favorite horror film? Old or new I want to know so I can watch them!

What did you think of Freddy’s Revenge?

A little Challenge

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Hey Friends,

Bet you thought I would be gone for another month or longer. Surprise! I’m here. I have been doing all kinds of crazy stuff so far this month. I haven’t been writing like I wanted to. I have been trying to learn calligraphy, but I am behind on the lessons…oops. But I have been watching a ton of horror movies!

But that is not what this is about today. Today I bring to you a new challenge I have given myself. You see, there is this thing called inktober. Artist use it to draw something everyday and they have prompts to do this as well.

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Borrowed image from this site where the rules are! https://inktober.com/rules/

I got to thinking, you know if I put my pen to paper and make a picture out of words…can’t that apply to inktober too? So I decided to write a poem every day using the inktober prompts! I won’t bore you with posting these every day here. I thought maybe I would share once a week. I also got a bit of a late start, so I only have 4 ready at the moment.

Should you wish to get a sneak peak at the poetry I am writing for this you can check it out on my DeviantArt Page HERE. But here are the first 4 I have so far.

  1. Poisonous:

    Your lips are pretty
    And so are your words
    No one noticed
    How toxic you were
    Your words are lies
    Wrapped in shiny paper
    And giant beautiful bows
    Poetic to the surface
    While damaging the soul
    And this is where I am
    Lost in pretty thoughts
    Traveling the labyrinth
    Of all your handsome tales
    The poison is deep in my bones
    Tearing apart who I once was
    Making me your idea of perfect
    It was the first hello
    That was poisonous
    I had a feeling
    But I ignored it

  2. Tranquil:

    They sleep when the world is quiet
    It’s the best time to befriend the stars
    Watch them glitter in the distance
    Listen to the earth speak
    At night is the only time

    They say it’s peaceful at night
    It’s the best time to reflect
    But if you listen closely you hear
    The earth is not talking
    It’s screaming

    They sleep when the world is quiet
    It’s the best time to befriend the stars
    Watch them burn in anger
    Listen to the screaming earth
    At night earth and the stars plot their revenge

  3. Roasted:

    Round and round it goes
    Fire licking the flesh
    Popping of flames fill the silence
    The heat spreads its arms

    Some stand warm in the arms
    Others stand back in the cold
    Watching in frozen horror
    As the girl is roasted for her sins

  4. Spell:

    Bubble bubble toil and trouble
    Now I think I’m seeing double
    Was that wine or was it more
    I can’t seem to touch the floor

    I’m floating away above the mist
    The string is tight around my wrist
    Clouds are laughing but it’s not amusing
    My head is spinning it’s all confusing

    Finding it difficult to open my eyes
    Maybe alone at a party wasn’t wise
    It was fun for a second I must say
    But they knew I could never stay

    They gave me jokes and funny lines
    We talked about our favorite wines
    I tried the one that was blood red
    Thick and warm and full of dread

    It coated my throat like sweet honey
    But the flavor wasn’t worth the money
    I should have known from the smell alone
    My cover would soon be blown

    Now my dress is torn and tattered
    I’m sure my wrist bone shattered
    I had to make them pay and suffer
    They may be vampires, a witch is tougher

Let me know what you think. Do you have a favorite? Would you join me in this fun little challenge? You can catch up!

Until next time!

 

Well…Hello

Hello Friends,

It has been a long time since I have been here. I will open WordPress and start to type something and then decided that I just wasn’t ready to come back. I tried to come back a few times and I wasn’t healed enough. It has now been a year and a month since my dad passed away. Things are getting back to normal for real this time. I am working a new job. We have caught up on our bills and we won’t lose the house. My dad is still a big hole missing in my life, but I am getting better. I am living again.

I got up one morning and I realized that I needed to get back to my life. I needed to get back to the dreams I once had and the things I used to do. It was time to get back to reading and writing. I haven’t completely stopped doing all the things, but I slowed down to the point where I would have been better to just not do the things. But I want to get back to it.

I thought there was no better time to come back then my favorite month of the year. Spooky month! I seriously enjoy the month of October. All my favorite things are around and it makes me happy. So, I start back my blogging journey this month!

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Here are some things I have planned.

1. Watch at least 1 horror movie a day.
2. Read all the Goosebumps and fear street books I have. I have 16 of them.
3. Write 1 spooky short story a week.
4. Write everyday!

I am going to get back on this road, this journey to being something more than just a girl who lives in the south and works in retail. My ultimate goal in life is to make my way to book con. Become a published author. And inspire others to follow their own dreams. I have had enough time to sit in the dark and feel sorry for me. My dad wouldn’t be happy with me if I didn’t keep going after my dreams.

What are your plans for this month??

What Are You Reading?

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Hello Friends! I realize it has been a really long time since I have been around. But…hopefully I am back. I got plans! So, I thought the best way to get back into the swing of things is to just jump in and get back to the same old routine. Starting with our Monday, what are you reading?!

Now, I have to be honest. I have not finished reading a book since September of 2017. My dad passed away at the start of September and I just have not been able to get my heart back in the game. I have listened to a few audio books, but that is it. So…I am trying to get back into reading. It’s still a little hard because I can’t seem to focus on what I am reading and my mind likes to wander more now while I am reading. It’s strange. It’s difficult too.

But let’s get to it. I am reading a few books at the moment!

The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan. This is the first book in the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series.

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The Gender Game by Bella Forrest.

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All Rights Reserved by Gregory Scott Katsoulis. This book is so odd and amazing. I am actually slightly in love with it.

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White Trash Zombie Apocalypse by Diana Rowland. This is the third book in the White Trash Zombie series. I am listening to this on audible and the story is rather interesting. It reminds me of iZombie.

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That is all for now. My hopes are to get a few of these finished this week. At least one anyways, in time for a book review for this week.

Your turn, What are you reading?

Happy New Year!

Happy 2018

Hello Friends!

It has been a long time, hasn’t it? Things have been a little crazy for me. As most of you know, my dad passed away in September of 2017 and life has just not been the same. Some days I felt like it was getting worse. Some days I wanted to run away to a place where no one knew me and start life all over again. But here I am. I am okay…for the most part. I made it through Christmas fairly well, but the new year was harder to get through. I guess it’s because I have entered the new year with one vital person missing.

It has been hard, as anyone that has lost a parent would know. I have had friends help me through.

But that brings me here today. To tell you all HAPPY NEW YEAR. And to promise that I am working on getting my blog back up and running. What am I going to do with this blog? I am still not sure. Hopefully there will be a name change in the future, going back to Awkward Heather instead of readerwriteredreamer. I want a shorter web address. I do hope that something great comes of this. Maybe I can go back to what it was before. Book reviews, movie reviews, Anime, and some writing thrown in there. It’s all the things I love in one place. Who said a blog has to follow one set format? And I plan on seeing more movies this year!

I actually have a few plans for this year that are going to be fantastic. I am even planning a trip to California at some point this year, and that is something I am super excited about. I haven’t sat down and written out my 2018 goals yet, but I will be doing that today. I am just trying to get my mind focused again. I worked two jobs for a few weeks. I haven’t been reading. I have not finished a book since September. Which makes me sad since I was ahead of the game for a little bit on my reading goal. But when things change in life…major changes…it’s hard to keep on track.

I will update you all on my goals for 2018 as soon as I know what they are. As of right now, the biggest goal is to get back to something normal, like it was before my dad passed away.

Tell me, What are your 2018 goals?

Damsel In Distress

Damsel In Distress

Hello Friends,

I realize that it has been a while. Things have been tough. I thought I had a handle on things, and I thought I was going to be okay, but I wasn’t and I’m not. I am not okay.

My dad has been gone 6 weeks now. It still hurts and I still can’t believe it happened. I lost my love for writing and reading. I lost my love for TV. The only thing I kept was my love for music, but even that caused problems. I had to listen to things that didn’t remind me of my dad…which was kind of hard because my dad loved music to.

This past week I finally admitted to myself that I wasn’t okay. I admitted that I may actually need therapy, to talk to a professional. I admitted it to my mom and my brother. And now I admit it to you and the rest of the world. I need help. And it’s okay that I need help. It’s not okay to continue trying to take care of things myself. Somethings you just need a little help getting through. Especially something this hard.

Today, I wrote a poem and actually finished it. It’s something I haven’t done in a very long time. I usually write poetry in my very dark moments. And this is probably the darkest moment of my life. So, for those of you still around waiting to hear from the lost and broken Heather…here is a little poem I have written.

Damsel In Distress:
There is no prince charming
There is no white horse
There is only a damsel
And she is in distress

There is no secret family
There is no secret fund
There is only a damsel
And she is in distress

There is no mother ship
There is no alien planet
There is only a damsel
And she is in distress

This isn’t a fairy tale
Life can be a villain
And here we have a damsel
And she is in distress

She has no kiss to awaken her
She has never lost a shoe
She is just a simple damsel
And she is in distress

Living in reality
Lost in fantasy
She is a damsel
And she is in distress

I know I can’t keep waiting
I have to save myself
I am a damsel
And I am in distress

Just a Ghost

The more days pass, the easier it becomes. Some times it doesn’t hurt as much when I think about my dad. Some days I can think about him and smile about all the wonderful things that made up my dad. Today was not one of those days.

Today I thought about my dad laying in the hospital bed. I thought about how I held his hand so tight for the last few hours of his life. I remember the little drop of blood that had escaped the band aid on his arm. I thought about how the doctor decided not to put a new heart monitor in because it would be pretty much a waste and it would only cause more distress to the man dying in the hospital bed.

I thought about my dads strong and calloused hands. I thought about his love for cutting grass and working in the yard. I thought about how he loved those stupid fidget spinners and crunch bars. I thought about how empty the house is without him.

The world refuses to stop while figure everything out. I can’t wrap my head around the fact that my dad will never walk into my room again and ask me what something is. He will never ask me how to get to a website or how to change his ring tone. I will never argue with him about something that may or may not have happened in a movie.

There are so many things that remind me of my dad.

I finally started writing the story he gave me. I got to over a thousand words in less than an hour and I cried through the whole thing. The story I am writing starts with my dad passing away in the hospital. I relived the last few hours my dad was alive, but I was able to write it. I will probably cry every time I read it and I hope that once it is published, it will make others feel my pain and cry with me.

Obsession

Things have been a little dark around this blog lately. In more ways than one. First, I was gone for a little while and didn’t blog at all. Now, it’s been all about my dad’s passing. Trust me, blogging about it has helped me a ton! But I want to move on to something a little more…different.

Last night American Horror Story was on. I love this show even if I end up hating the season. Really, the best season was the first and not much has been able to stand up to it. This season seems a little promising, but let’s give it a few more episodes.

But the show is not what I am obsessed with. Oh no. There is one thing that every season has had that brings me back to the show more than the show itself. Or rather one person…

I am obsessed with Evan Peters! Maybe it’s because he is the ultimate bad boy…with the whole teddy bear insides. At least that is how I see him. I have loved every character he has played in American Horror Story. I loved him in X-Men and I could spend hours watching him on YouTube doing interviews.

No lie, I want to meet this guy so bad! You know…meet him. Have him fall in love with me. Marry him and have his babies. HA!

But seriously, I want to meet him and see if he is as amazing in person…

Yeah…call me the crazy fangirl, but if any of you knows Evan Peters…let him know I really need some cheering up and he is just what I need. LOL!

Looking In

The night that my mom took my dad to the hospital replays in my head all the time. You see, that night I sat at the table with my mom, my dad was on the porch smoking. I remember playing with his knife and I pointed at him with the tip of the knife. I was teasing him. He waved at me and I laughed telling my mom that my dad needed more attention then a pregnant woman.

Now looking back at that, I wonder if my dad was waving bye to me. I wonder if he knew at that moment that our lives were about to be destroyed.

I also wonder if my dad is still on the outside looking in. I wonder if my dad is watching his family while we go through this. I wonder if he is hurting for us. I know he wouldn’t have left us if he didn’t have to, if he didn’t have something much more important to do. But I wonder if he is looking in or down at us, watching as we work through our suffering.

The more I think about it, the more I think that maybe I am the one on the outside looking in. Maybe I am peeking through a window at a world that no longer makes sense. I was window shopping for a new life and I was conned into picking a life that wasn’t as advertised.

There are other things about my dads last week with us. Things that happened that make me wonder if maybe…just maybe, if I had a time machine I could go back and save him and save my family the heartache we are going through right now.

The day before my dad went to the hospital his truck died. My mom text me saying “Your daddy’s truck died.” His truck is still sitting in the yard, broken down, needing a new water pump (or so my dad thought.) My parents were supposed to go the next day (the day after he went to the hospital) to get the new part so he could fix his truck.

Maybe a few days before, I posted on Facebook that now that we had a nice new home I thought maybe I needed a new life to go along with it. It was my way of saying I was looking for a new job…but I got a new life alright. A new life that I didn’t expect.

He worked so hard to get us into the home we are in. He was also super quick to get things into the house, things he knew we needed. It was like he was trying to rush us to get everything in and unpacked.

My dad also had more back pain the last week. He has been living with pain for something close to 20 years because he got hurt at work and was disabled. So no one thought it was weird, just that he had been working himself too hard. I wish we would have stopped and thought about it. He died of pancreatitis. Symptoms of that is back pain…back pain. Something my dad had lived with for a very long time. Something that didn’t strike any of us as odd when it got worse because it was normal.

See, this isn’t the first time that our norm has changed. Before my dad became disabled life was good. We had a home. My dad would get out in the yard and play with me and my brother. We lost part of my dad when he got hurt because he couldn’t do all that stuff anymore. Not like he used to. But we still loved my dad. We still loved him and stuck with him even when we were homeless.

It was good for me because where we had lived I had slipped into a really bad depression that was going downhill fast. So fast that I was thinking about killing myself. When my dad got hurt we had to move away and moving away took me away from the people that picked on me. Moving away took me away from all the dark things that made me want to hurt myself. I sometimes blamed myself for my dad getting hurt, because someone knew I needed to get away…and that was the way we had to go.

Life doesn’t make sense! It doesn’t make sense and it’s not fair. Why can’t it be fair? Why can’t the man upstairs let people live long and happy lives? So little would have to change for life to be fair. But I guess everyone has a different way of deciding what is fair.