Showing posts with label sequels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sequels. Show all posts

Saturday, April 2, 2022

Saturday is Horror Day #55 - Grave Encounters 2,Hell House LLC 2: The Abaddon Hotel

 Grave Encounters 2


Aspiring student filmmaker, Alex Wright (Richard Harmond) is directing his first horror film, with the help of his friends and fellow students. As horror movie aficionados, they hold differing opinions on the film Grave Encounters. Alex disdains it, giving it only 1 star out of 4. But something happens to not only change his mind, but now he is obsessed with the film and he's convinced that it was more than just a movie - it really happened.







Alex claims that the original cast of the film can't be found - because they all died. When he receives what appears to be a casting call for a music video by the same director who directed Grave Encounters, Alex flies to Los Angeles to talk to him and ends up being thrown off the set. Undeterred, he believes he has located the film's star, Sean Rogerson, who played Lance Preston, and goes to his home where he and his friends are entertained by Rogerson's strange mother. She tells them Sean will be home soon and they can wait in his bedroom for him, but the bedroom appears not to have been lived in for a long time.


Convinced he is on the right track, Alex locates what he believes to be the site of the original film, an abandoned psychiatric hospital in Canada, and off they go. Pulling up in front of the house, they are shooed off the premises by a security guard who tells them the premises aren't safe because of asbestos contamination, but they don't buy that story. What else can they do but return in the dead of night and break in.


Grave Encounters 2 begins with the premise that the first film was just that, a film, and the film students are reality. This is also a found footage film, taken by the students themselves.  The sequel starts a little slowly as we meet Alex and his friends and explore his aspirations of being a major film maker. But once they get into the hospital, the pace picks up and the creepiness begins.  I think it's mandatory to watch the first film before this one (although common sense would suggest the same thing) if for no other reason than because you'll pick up on things more easily, and you'll recognize the various locations inside the hospital.  There are some definite twists here, and some decent scares, as well as a high creepiness quotient. I did like this film and I'll give it 4 Stars.

Hell House LLC 2: The Abaddon Hotel




Eight years have passed since the horror that took place at the Abaddon Hotel one fateful Halloween night, and there are still no answers as to what actually happened. The hotel is still abandoned, and the town of Abaddon would be happy if people would just leave the mystery and the hotel alone. But people are curious, and solving this mystery would obviously be a journalist's dream come true.








Jessica Fox (Jillian Geurts) is just such a journalist. She's received an anonymous tip that convinces her 


the answers to what happened lie within the hotel and she has to be the person to find them. She assembles a team, including lone original survivor Mitchell Cavanaugh (Vasile Flutur) and self-proclaimed supernatural expert Brock Davies (Kyle Ingleman) to break into the hotel and investigate.




Other people have attempted to find answers at the hotel prior to this adventure, and some of these people have simply disappeared, leaving behind strange footage of what they saw. Undeterred, the group break into the hotel through the back, split up, and begin to search.


The sequel to Hell House LLC is a combination of found footage as well as an interview from a local news program involving some of the interested parties. It starts a little bit slow as they establish some of what has been going on in the last couple of year prior to this. One of the interviewees is a representative of the town of Abaddon who insists the whole thing is a hoax and these people are just money hungry. The footage from other failed attempts is chilling, and once the group gets into the hotel, the action picks up. Watch carefully or you'll miss things. The creepy mannequins are still there, and just as creepy as ever, and beware of jump scares. 


I did like this sequel and feel it was worth watching. I'll give it 3.5-4 Stars. There is another one, will watch that later.

Friday, February 10, 2012

Refugees Review

Refugees   
Author: SL Danielson
Publisher: SL Danielson
American release date: November 16, 2011
Format/Genre/Length: Novel/M/M Romance/254 pages
Overall Personal Rating: ★★★★

David and Robert’s lives have taken a turn for the worse. Each has been dumped by his lover. What they don’t know is that their exes are now together—and their own paths are about to cross. Fate or Karma? You decide.


Synopsis:

David returns one night to the home he shares with Andrew, only to discover his lover and almost fiancé gone, along with his small daughter. Stressed out, David finds life in the ER a bit too much to handle, so his understanding boss and friend finds him a spot as a physical therapist in a quiet office.

Robert loves Phillip with all his heart, but he knows that he’s never had Phillip’s heart, so it’s no surprise when he leaves, although it still hurts. So much so that while trying to take out his aggressions on a punching bag, he hurts his hand, and his sister takes him to get help.

David and Robert meet, although each is unaware of who the other is. At first David is taciturn and not very forthcoming, but Robert works on him until he begins to talk, and then they discover, to their amazement, that they have more in common than they’d realized.

Bound in mutual misery, they become friends, commiserating together over the men who broke their hearts. They’re both lonely and unhappy, and it seems logical that they should live together. There’s an attraction between them, but will they be able to act on it? Or will the spectre of love lost hang between them forever?

When David sees a news story about an assault and realizes it involves his ex, he can’t help but be concerned, and he and Robert fly to lend their support. This is the first time the four men have been together in one room and awkwardness ensues, but also some clearing of the air.

David and Robert take their relationship to the next level, and all should be well. Except it’s not, and ghosts are still getting in the way. Will they ever be free? Is their love real? Or is it just a pale imitation of what came before? Are they both just refugees? Forgotten and unloved?


Commentary:

Refugees is the sequel to Ms. Danielson’s, For the Heart of Phillip, which I reviewed previously. It’s basically a love story about picking up the pieces and moving on, not being afraid of getting hurt again, and taking chances. Both David and Robert feel as if they’ve been thrown away, like refuse, so it’s hard to be able to trust anyone with their hearts again. Ironic that Fate has brought them together, united in their joint misery.

You can read this volume without having read the first one, but I don’t recommend it. The first one explains a lot, and you see how the obsessions begin, whether you understand them or not. Especially the one concerning Phillip, but I ranted enough about that in the first review.

Ms. Danielson’s style is unique in its sparseness. She doesn’t waste words, but gets down to brass tacks quickly. Those people who eschew lengthy descriptions—or almost any descriptions at all—will enjoy this brevity on the author’s part.

She delves down to the heart of the matter, to the feelings of her characters, and draws them out, sometimes almost painfully. Her men are not stereotype beauties often found in m/m novels. They have hairy legs, and sometimes they need to lose weight, and they do have bodily functions.

However, in this novel especially, I find that these men do not stick out in my mind individually, and I often cannot remember one from another. They are almost interchangeable, with nothing giving particular definition or any defining characteristics.

Sometimes there are lapses in continuity or in common sense, things that make me scratch my head and say huh? A real wtf moment, for me, occurs late in the book. Okay, the law of probability is somewhat bent that Robert and David get together, considering that their exes are together, but putting that aside, there is a scene in which Robert and David, while at the mall, run into two other of their exes (one of whom is English and was in England), and these two exes are….. wait for it…. Together? Seriously? This defies odds, for me. Just unbelievable.

Also, her men cry at the drop of a hat. People, not just men, don’t cry as much as these guys, who turn on the waterworks whenever they’re thwarted, crossed, or frustrated. Got on my nerves. Also the interfering father who threatened to cold cock Phillip. For God’s sake, these men are way too old for parental inference, either one. Grow a backbone, boy.

Notwithstanding, her fans will enjoy it. It’s an interesting read, although I have to say that the cover is a little creepy. My daughter, while I was reading it, insisted I turn it over. The men on the cover look like zombie Sims. I think Castaways would be a more fitting title; they look like they’ve been languishing on Gilligan’s Island before the picture was taken.

Ms. Danielson certainly has her fans. I would recommend this as a light read, for anyone who finds flowery words too much to bear, and simply wants to get to it. Bare emotions, albeit sometimes illogical and confusing.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Back in the Saddle Again

I just got back from Indiana yesterday, after a great visit with my daughter Katie, who lives there. We had a great time. Went to a place called HuHot - it's like a Chinese buffet, but the difference is  you pick out exactly what you want to eat, and what sauces you want, put it into a bowl, and the guy in the middle, with the big round cooking surface, cooks it for you. All you can eat. They also bring rice or tortillas to your table, no extra charge. The food was delicious, and fun to watch it being cooked. They even ask if you have food allergies, just in case. One night, for dinner, I baked a chicken with amaretto and lemon; it turned out well. It's nice to get away for a couple of days, no computer access, just people.

But I'm back, so now of course I'm thinking, like I usually do, about different things. And something I've been meaning to comment on ever since it happened.  A lot of people are broken up over the death of Amy Winehouse. I ask myself why? Sure, it's tragic that someone dies before their time, and 27 is certainly too young. But at the same time I look at her life and think - she did it to herself. That may seem harsh to some, who may protest that she was an addict and couldn't help herself. Oh yeah? Well, from what little I saw of her (I wasn't a follower of her career or anything), she seemed to revel in the type of behavior she was supposed to avoid. She seemed to live for that addition. In my book, she made her choices, and she lived by them. Or in this case died.  Do I blame the people in her life for not stepping up? Not if they tried, and I'm guessing they did. She seemed determined to self-destruct, and she did. I'm more angry that she wasted a talent. Her talent should have been her concern, not her lifestyle, but you see where her priority was. Again, her choice.

So why is it that death confers almost automatic sainthood? That you can vilify someone for years but let them kick off, and gee, what a swell person he/she was, I sure miss them. How hypocritical is that? Before she died, the press made no bones about making fun of Princess Diana, the things she did, the people she saw - anything and everything. Hell, even her own husband showed her contempt and disrespect by sleeping with the horse-faced longterm girlfriend (now wife). Seriously? He preferred that to Diana? But then Diana died, and she became almost a goddess. Elvis was at the end of his career - fat, aging, pill-popping, unpopular. His music was going nowhere fast. But death rescued him from all that mediocrity. Now he makes more money, via Graceland, than he did when he was alive.

Go figure.

Look at Michael Jackson - accused child molester, strange hermit with a predilection for surgery. Then suddenly he dies and his records start going like hot cakes. Frankly, I never saw why he was designated the King of Pop. He had some good moments, but king? I don't see it. Before Thriller, he couldn't get anyone to notice him, just a part of the Jackson Five. It's got some decent songs on it, but revolutionary? Hardly. I think the poor man was raked over the coals unnecessarily while alive because of things he couldn't help. I think the surgeries were because he had a pigmentation disease he was trying to control (although he did seem to be trying to be more Caucasian, I must admit). Do I believe he molested little kids? No, I don't. I think he never grew up, and he looked on them as his peers, not sexual objects.  I feel sorry for his kids. They seem to be good kids, with good heads on their shoulders. To be relegated to being raised by that family - I suspect Michael would not be happy about that at all. That family has serious issues. Those kids aren't his biologically, surely. I mean they're white than white. So I guess he paid for the surrogate plus daddies for all of them. I just hope they'll be alright.

Okay, enough ranting. Tomorrow is another Sy Fy Sunday. I'm working on a new collaboration with co-author SL Danielson. The first one, My Fair Vampire, releases October 8th. I can't wait to see the cover - with that special Reese Dante touch. We've just submitted the first book in a new series that we're calling The Mark of Love and are hard at work on the second - it's about two Georgia teens who have to deal with being gay in the rural South.

Besides that, I have a few sequels that I'm working on, as well as continuing the series I had going at Wicked Nights, which aren't there any more, since the publisher went co-op and my stories were taken off the site. I'll finish them and sub them, though, so that's cool. I  have my continuing flash fiction series to work on - Yes He's My Ex and Lust never Sleeps. New Max, new Leo, and new Dark Love. Continuation of Pavane for a Proud Prince. My Insomniac Sommelier story for my Delectable Dishes anthology. And my new story, Cheatin' Heart.

Damn, I love writing!  It's what I was born to do!

Got questions, comments, suggestions? I'd love to hear from you!

Until next time, take care!

♥ Julie

Monday, January 31, 2011

Of Sequels and Series and the characters we love

Today I finally finished watching a movie which I  began to watch so many years ago that I've forgotten just how long it was.  I'd never forgotten it, nor how fascinated I was with it, and how much I wanted to see what happened, but you know how that works - life just sort of gets in the way and time passes.  Until recently, most people whom I would talk to about this movie would say never heard of it.  But now, thanks to the power of the sequel, even one that was twenty-eight years in the making, most people would know exactly what I am talking about.


Yes, it was Tron, the 1982 film which has finally gotten its sequel.  Needless to say I haven't seen that yet.  Was the original as good as I had built it up in my mind to be over the years?  Absolutely.  Loved every minutes of it.  And I know I'll love the sequel, just having seen the trailers. I think it's great that Jeff Bridges and Bruce Boxleitner are back in their original roles, and saddened that David Warner is not (although I did notice on IMDB that Cilian Murphy plays his character but is uncredited for it).  David Warner was chillingly effective as E. Dillinger, the man who stole Flynn's programs to begin with.  If you want to know more, watch it.  And if you want to see David at his sexiest most evil self, catch him in Time After Time, against a totally cute Malcolm McDowell.  For those who enjoy time travel and romance, Time After Time more than fills the bill.

Watching Tron, I couldn't help but think about sequels.  Sequels are funny things.  It took them twenty-eight years to bring this one to life?  Why?  I have no idea.  Perhaps it took that long for someone to finally push the idea into being.  Maybe it was a lack of a good script.  I don't know, but I do know that often sequels pale significantly beside their originals for many reasons.  But not always.  In fact, there are instances where the sequel is better than the original.  For example, Star Trek.  Personally, I didn't care for the first movie very much.  It seemed sophomoric, and substandard by Star Trek standards and just not that interesting.  So when the next one came out, I was less than interested.  Until I found out which Star Trek TOS episode it was based upon, at which point my interest meter fell off the charts.

It was based on an episode entitled Space Seed, in which we meet the genetically created ĂĽbermensch Khan, played magnificently by the late Ricardo Montalban - which just happens to be my all-time favorite episode ever.  I still consider that movie the best in the entire series.  Sadly the next two did not come close to its greatness.  Not by a longshot.

Turning to Star Wars, although the first movie was great, the second exceeded it, and the third was excellent too.  I actually saw The Empire Strikes Back before I saw the original, didn't make any difference whatsoever.  I was still able to watch and enjoy.  That brings up another question for sequels - how dependent should they be on the original?  Doesn't common sense say you should watch the first before the second?  Or should the writer make them so user friendly that you can jump in at any point in the series?  Granted, there were nuances I didn't get in ESB til I'd seen SW.  Personally, I'm a believer in doing things in order.  You build a proper foundation before you attempt to add a second story.

We all know of films that had sequels that sucked ass.  Films that made you cringe and ask why?  Even good series can become watered down thinly veiled pleas for money by the time  you get to the eighth, ninth and tenth in the series.  What keeps people going to see them?  Why are they even made?  First, because someone wants to make money, that's a given.  But secondly, because people have become fond of the characters in them, and want to see more of them.  Even in the case of Saw, where I'm sure someone will say there are no likable characters, consumer interested is inflamed by the ghastly premise and the morbid desire to see what comes next, but I disagree - I happen to think John Kramer is a not unsympathetic character with actual motivation for what he does, whether you agree with him or not.

So this brings me to series, more specifically book series.  It seems that most authors, or at least a number of authors, these days are writing their characters into series.  There are obvious reasons for this, of course, and monetary reward is certainly not the least of it, don't let's kid ourselves.   But I don't mean that in a bad way, nor do I find that a bad thing.  Except in the case of bad series.  Do I think there are bad series out there?  Of course I do.  I've read excerpts from them and cringed.  Are any of them successful?  Of course they are, because somebody likes them.  My tastes aren't everyone's tastes and I don't expect them to be.  I happen to like Saw, not everyone does.  So what other reasons are there for series?

From the author's point of view, it's a chance to keep playing with the characters you love to play with, to continue telling their stories, to keep them alive for readers to enjoy.  Not to mention, the more you write of them - at least in theory - the more familiar you are with the world you're building, which should make the process even more exciting and interesting, as you add to your story. From the reader's point of view, they get to keep their relationship with their favorite characters alive.  You lose their interest, you'll probably lose the series, at least insofar as getting it published is concerned, because numbers talk, right?  Although poor numbers aren't always the author's fault, there are reasons for everything.  Sometimes a book needs to find its niche, its target audience, if you will.  That is very much something the publisher needs to address, and it's all too easy to blame poor sales on anyone but yourself.  Which isn't to say that authors don't need to promote themselves, they do.  The trend toward self-promotion has certainly grown as the publishing industry has changed over the past few years, with the advent of the e-reader.  Traditional ways of doing things are going by the wayside.  Sadly, hardback books are becoming obsolete - I'm not saying they'll entirely disappear, but they'll never be what they once were, especially with the absurd prices publishers are charging for them.  I don't remember the last time I bought a hardback book, although at one time they were my preferred format of choice.  Paperbacks are what I turn to now.  And no, I don't have an e-reader.  I'm still old-fashioned enough to like holding my books in my hands.  Which isn't to say that won't change some day too.

Because of the rise of e-publishing, these publishers have set the standards for what is happening, but at a price.  They are publishing authors who could not get a foot in the door of traditional publishers (and many for good reason), authors who are so grateful to see their works in print that they are willing to take over the responsibilities that should belong to a publisher or agent and do it themselves.  The trouble with that is you end up spending time doing that when you should be writing.  And not everyone has a knack for self-promotion.  We're not all social butterflies with the gift of gab.  In time, and a time that is rapidly approaching, the older traditional publishers are going to have to step into the game, or lose out.  When they do, and when they bring their more traditional, successful best-selling authors with them into this new world, what happens to the ones that are being e-published now.  Will they be pushed aside in favor of these others, who outweighed and outsold them hands down before?  Or will they have accumulated enough reader support, series interest and general clout to take them on?  Remains to be seen, but it should be interesting.

I'm not knocking series, not at all.  I have some myself.  I enjoy them, especially playing with my characters in new situations, watching them - hopefully - grow and develop.  The nice thing about them, too, is that if  you ever have enough, or you think the series has lost your interest, or lost its edge, or gone one too long - you just stop reading it, watching it, or whatever.  The author can continue pumping them out for the ones that are still interested, no sweat off your nose, so why not?

Do I ever grown when I see promos for certain series, and wonder how in the hell that one is still going, when it's so craptastic?  Of course.  But to be fair, people might ask that when they see I've written a sequel.  It's all a matter of taste, and everyone's is different.  As for my Max series, I plan to write it until I die, published or not, because I love writing Max that much.  Would I prefer to see the books published as opposed to not?  Of course, because that is the way I hope to support myself, in order to keep writing more Max, as well as my other characters.It's what most of us want, isn't it, those that write?

So for every sequel like Grease II, that makes you ask yourself why, remember there are others, like Wrath of Khan and Empire Strikes Back that make you cry YES, can I have some more please, sir?

What do you think about sequels and series?  I'd love to hear!