Area 52 - Southland Tales Reviews: 32 of 52... The Book Of Revelations...
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This week’s viewing ended up being a real train wreck.
I just started working on another feature film called The Darker Path. It’s another shoot with a six-day workweek. Granted this one is in town so I get to sleep in my own bed, but the days are longer and there is a bit of a commute, so pretty much my time at home is only meant for sleep.
This Sunday… September 22nd was my first day off. I got home at 7:30 in the am and I had to be back on set at 8:00 in the am on Monday the 23rd. This meant I had to fit two sleep cycles within a 24 hour time period.
I decided to say, “fuck it,” and stopped at the grocery store to buy buffalo chicken nacho fixin’s and enough booze for two drinking cycles in case I wasn’t able to pull off the all-nighter I was planning.
Again, this was the first 24 hours I had to myself so I didn’t want to waste a minute of it.
Right away I started on the drinks and nachos.
There's something that I love about starting to drink on a Sunday morning hours before most people even begin to think about getting out of bed.
As the food sat in the oven I sat at my computer trying to think of my angle for this week’s review.
That is when I fell into a YouTube hole where I watched a video of the Olsen twins singing about pizza, $5 Dollar Wrestling, that crazy Chipotle commercial, and a video of cats knocking shit off of tables.
I’m kind of fuzzy on all the steps that lead to this, but I was well fed, medicated enough to watch cat videos, and had enough blood of Christ running through me that I thought it would be a good idea to listen to a Book of Revelations audiobook that I found while in that YouTube hole.
I remember having memories at the time.
Being that Southland Tales is supposed to be a retelling of the Book of Revelations I figured I would take notes for things to look out for when I watched the movie.
I don’t know if it was the bible talk or the booze, but I failed so hard at cyphering this tale of the end of days.
I did wake up to some notes!
(So you know I usually have a good memory so my note-taking handwriting is super sloppy and my notes usually consist of keywords and sentences meant to trigger the memories that I need.)
Let’s see if you can figure out where I blacked out!
I am alpha and omega, the fist, and the last. (I wonder if this has anything to do with, “I am a pimp and pimps don’t commit suicide?)
7 candlesticks… 7 stars… 7 angles… 7 churches… (There sure are a lot of 7s in this book. I guess I’ll have to start counting things in Southland Tales.)
I have no idea what these pages of notes even mean.
Eating of the tree of life.
These things say is the…
But now are rich.
Half an ear.
Many.
A name.
Jesse is of a potter.
I wilt come on thee like a thief.
I will not block out his name.
Ear talk again.
New Jerusalem.
Shut it (not sure what words I wrote here) and open (more illegible handwriting.)
New Jerusalem.
New name.
Lay autisians (?)
Thou aren’t cold nor not blah, blah, blah.
14:38
7 is a big deal.
Lots of beasts… not one 6 headed beast…
There’s a Book of the Power
There are four elders and four good angels… or something.
Redhorse = red ball.
Four Horsemen four colors of orbs.
All the powerful cowards hid.
There’s some kind of sensor.
The angels kind of reminded me of the UPU officers.
Key to pit… open pit.
Don’t hurt green.
Angel trumpet.
(It looks like) Folar angels.
We’re on chapter 9, I see no connection maybe I don’t get the language.
Space.
Opondoth (?)
Give me the little book…
I can’t read my own writing at all anymore.
(Something, something, something) revelations ad transcribed it, liked it.
(A bunch of illegible words that have been crossed out.)
Right hand.
The dragon man child.
7 headed dragon.
Dragon was going to devour a child… Mandy Moore’s?
Don’t see a seven-headed dragon… unless Booger belongs to the seven head.
The man child Seann William Scott?
Is BOR
He stood on sand, sand maze beast no beast (a word that looks like gnovells.)
See an should go here but now (? That’s what it looks like, but I know that’s not what it says.)
He that kills with sword killed by sword.
So that’s apparently what I thought about the Book of Revelations.
I’m not fully sure whether or not I made it through the whole reading, but when I woke up at 7:30 in the pm I fired up Southland Tales without any memories of what I was supposed to keep an eye out for.
So even though I failed to put together a coherent, researched review, whether or not I gain any new insights for the film, Southland Tales’ viewing days have become the most fun/eventful day of the week for me.
I have a feeling next week’s review is going to be just as rushed. I’ll be just as exhausted and at a loss for what my angle will be, minus time to do the reviews that I really want, but I also know that I’ll figure something out, and I’m sure it’ll be fun.
Can’t wait to see what happens!
See you then.