HILL (nee Turley). – Elizabeth. 18.11.1921 – 17.4.2013
The last time I saw Gram, my wife and I took our little girl, Emma, to meet her for the first time. Our girl had been born prematurely six weeks earlier and was on her way home from hospital. Because Gram’s health meant that she was unable to visit her, we agreed to take Emma straight from the hospital to meet her.
I’ve put this off for far too long. I promise not to leave it so long between writings next time.
So where am I at? I’m actually probably at the most important stage of my life. Certainly the most important stage since I was born.
As you’re no doubt aware, a few days ago a masked gunman walked into a cinema in Aurora, Colorado and opened fire, killing 12 people. The film being watched was The Dark Knight Rises, and it’s alleged that the killer was inspired — in motive and partial aesthetic – by Batman’s long-time nemesis: The Joker.
In what’s been dubbed “The Batman Massacre”, 24-year-old psychopath James Holmes will now go down in history for not only killing those poor people and injuring scores more, but also for killing, or at least attempted to kill one of my most cherished pastimes: the cinematic experience.
I visited the New Zealand set of The Hobbit last year; as glorious and as “industry-insider” as that sounds, it’s an experience open to all members of the public.
Prior to being allowed access, I had to sign an agreement which meant that I wasn’t allowed to show anyone my photos; but with the recent lifting of the gag order, I can now share my experience with you.
I thought that I’d have a heavier heart when saying this, where actually, it’s somewhat of a relief to finally get it off my chest.
Here’t goes: comicbookmovie.com is a bad, bad idea.
If you’ve not heard, there was a zombie attack in Miami a few days ago; the “zombie”, a homeless man identified by police as Rudy Eugene, 31, was shot to death after apparently eating a man’s face, Ronald Poppo, 65, in a crazed and cannibalistic attack.
But with media outlets and over-zealous bloggers jokingly heralding Eugene as the harbinger of end-times, are we losing sight of the real issues here?
The Death of Superman was one of the biggest events in comic book history; back in the 90s DC Comics had this crazy idea of making Supes relevant again — by killing him! Making stories and characters finite worked well for DC and the industry in general; it was a great way to make stories suspenseful knowing that no character safe from making the “ultimate sacrifice”.
That was until, as it turns out, Superman was alive all along. Yeahbuhwhat?
What is it about a mystery that makes it so exciting to read or watch? Is it the threat of a character’s death? Knowing that something bad might happen? Discovering the mystery’s source?
According to J.J. Abrams, it’s keeping the mystery a mystery.
For writers (or artists, musicians, etc.) creativity can be a mysterious and at times elusive entity.
It can be a wonderful thing; but if not captured immediately, can also torture us until the end of time.