Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Lots a snow recently and rather than making me crave escapist, tropical set stories, I've been drawn toward more snow and blankets of it that mute the desperation bleeding out pitifully where no one will ever find it. Jeez, maybe I need Spring break after all. You'd feel me if you've experienced Larisa Shepitko's relentless war film Voskhozhdeniye, (The Ascent) about two Russian soldiers freezing their nuts off fighting the German invasion. It's all black and white and subtitled and brutal, yes you will need to have a good cry afterward and perhaps join a fight club to work out some the frustration, but damn I couldn't tear my eyes off of it. I immediately added Sam Peckinpah's Cross of Iron to my flix cue for a more tarted up Russian front tale, (this one from the pov of German soldier in retreat).
I'm interested in Dominc Sena's Whiteout, (though the reviews aint been promising) based on the graphic novel by Greg Rucka and Steve Lieber. I haven't even seen a preview for this one and could be waaaay off, but I'm hoping for a Smilla's Sense of Snow, (again, the film by Bille August as opposed to the book by Peter Hoeg), kinda experience there. Of course, I'm always up for another crack at John Carpenter's The Thing or Sydney Pollack's Jeremiah Johnson. Another type of blizzard is alluded to in John Schlesinger's Falcon and the Snowman, that I think I need to revisit soon and while we're onto that type of snow, I've just read Lynn Kostoff's 1991 novel A Choice of Nightmares which New Pulp Press is bringing back into print next month. Like the main character, Robert Staples, you'll feel you need to sweat half the Andes out of your system after that one.
Canuk, John McFetridge's Let it Ride is out now and today is also the official release of Craig McDonald's Print the Legend, more on that later. And my new post about Swedish writer Henning Mankell's new one is up.