Horror

I like a bit of horror. Not gorefests, they're dull, but creeping nastiness. Last night's Lovecraft Country had the perfect nasties for me, but I did give The Third Day a go. In fact I gave Autumn; the Third Day a go, that's how dedicated I was, mainly because I heard the guys from Punchdrunk were involved.

Osea does exist. https://www.oseaisland.co.uk/

The menace of island horror is that however charming it looks, you can't leave. If you want to up the drama, you can get out but there's only a limited chance, somehow forever shifting, like a phantom appointment that keeps turning up in your dreams; you have to go, you must get there but somehow...

Anyhoo. There's Jude Law acting quite well. There's the over friendly and therefore dodgy island. There's his past and the island's past and Celtic Gods and The Wicker Man's already been done so where are we going with this? One thing stands out to me: on an island where one sees strange images of a lost son and stumbles over animal sacrifices in the grass, who would be casually dropping tabs during the festival? Everything after that feels like an extended trip, so I can't really feel for the main character as he stumbles between dream and reality. Cos this is obviously a place where you have to grab what is and hold on, and if you don't you weren't scared enough.

As for Autumn, 12 hours of art and evocation, lovely ominous moments. All very well, whatever, and I'm patient with this kind of stuff. I watched 3 hours of it, at the end where one would expect a climax to occur. Hmm. And yet, when the next season turns up, I'll give it another attempt. Still don't know why.

Meanwhile, real horror; a well pampered man catches the killer disease, is given probably the best treatment on the planet, gets well and exhorts people not to let it take over their lives. Oh America, he'll kill you. Get him out.