I've been batting around the idea of going back to some of my favorite films and favorite filmmakers over the next little bit and talking about some stuff that I *know* I like, instead of playing Movie Roulette. In that spirit, here are some images from my Daunting Paper Ephemera Collection from Jean Rollin's 1997 film, "Two Orphan Vampires:"
In the blog-world of fleeting electronic images, there's something especially nice about owning tangible pieces of memorabilia. Granted, this also means that I have two industrial-sized tubes of posters that will probably never get hung on my walls unless I inherit an as-yet-unknown-to-me ancestral castle with limitless hallways and rooms.
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I haven't seen 2OV yet, but it's in my dvd collection waiting. Guess it's time to knock the dust off.
I need one of those mansions too. Or at least a well-equipped* climate controlled basement.
*Equipment to include wet bar, snack fridge, hifi, and various lengths of exciting chain.
Very awesome.
I'd been staying away from Rollin because I saw Rape of the Vampire a while back and it seemed so frikkin' pretentious. But I watched Living Dead Girl earlier this week and loved it.
Vicar, there are so many reasons to own an ancestral abode. Chief among them are:
-Striking fear into the hearts of locals with horrifying tales shrouded in grisly mystery
-Hosting groovy parties that psychedelic rock bands and sheikhs will attend
-Renting it out to Eurotrash directors who will film weirdass crap in your living room, so you can go "hey look that's my living room" in order to impress your friends.
MDG, Rollin is undoubtedly pretentious, but it's a kind of pretension that I like. I'd say "Rape of the Vampire" is the most experimental film of his body of work (although "Lost in New York" comes close). By the time you get to "Shiver of the Vampires," there's a sense of humor at work, and stuff like "Living Dead Girl" and "Fascination" is much more approachable. However, I AM convinced that French people talk entirely in elaborate metaphors about sex and death, informed largely by Rollin's oeuvre. So... uh... Proceed At Your Own Risk.
You have just convinced me to purchase an ancestral abode.
I'm calling Century 21.
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