Dead Part 2...Mr Charlie Pumpernickel

When Bianca awoke she felt strange. Her mouth was dry. Her skin was cold. The hairs on the back of her neck lifted slightly. Fear and panic twisted her belly.

The last thing she remembered was a piercing pain in the back of her head. One of the girls had hit her but who? She grimaced and gently rubbed the back of her head. It didn't hurt so bad now. As a matter of fact, she really didn't feel anything right now; except uneasiness. But why?

Blinking slowly: her eyes strained to focus. Where was she? She was no longer in the woods. But lying on some cold slab of concrete. She pushed her self up with her hands glancing about the dimly lit room. Panic gripped her throat as a pair of lime green eyes peered at her through the darkness.

Bianca shrieked back in utter horror, falling on her backside as the green-eyed stranger moved closer. 

"Shhh" he commanded with one bandaged finger to his lips. "No need to be alarmed. Welcome to purgatory!"
Bianca's eyes widened with fright as her lips hung loosely. She was frozen with fear; like a deer in headlight. The man wreaked of a strange presence; a fearful one! She wanted to cry out but no sound would escape her voice. Her vocals had shut down; literally. She felt light headed but unable to faint. Dizzy, yet able to focus. 

She wanted to cover her face with her hands at the very sight of him; but she couldn't move her arms. Was some invisible entity holding her hands down? She couldn't tell. All she knew was now she couldn't move them at all. They felt like lead.

The mysterious man with hair as orange as a pumpkin starred deeply for a while. One of his bushy eyebrows was slightly raised as he ran his index finger across his lips. "You looked surprised to see me and I can't imagine why."

Bianca starred wildly with blared eyes. Who was this man? Where was she? Did he call that place purgatory? Was she in hell?

Now she was really frightened. She wanted to close her eyes, but her lids wouldn't shut. The sight of him was gut-wrenching. He was worse than any clown she'd seen. "Let me out! Please let me go!" her mind said but her mouth would not obey. It just hung there loosely, dangling. It failed her.

A sinister smile graced the mans hot pink lips. "Whenever people like you end up in a place like this. Your reaction to it all; always suprises me."








Bianca didn't say a word, yet listened attentively. She didn't know who he was or what he was talking about. All she wanted to do was go back to her old life. Go back home; where ever that was.

The man moved closer; extending his rag bandaged hands to her. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mr. Charlie Pumpernickel and I am all things you embody and are afraid of. I am your biggest transgression, I am your worse fear. I am your evil thoughts. I am your worst intentions. I am all you created me to be and more." He smiled an nodded stepping back slightly in some curtsie like fashion twirling his wrist in the air while slowly bowing his head.


"Please let me go!" Bianca whispered. The bass in her vocal cords still failed to obey her.

"I'm sorry." said the man. "I cannot do that. Judgement has been set. You must pay for your works!"...

Dead...

She lay there for a long time; perfectly still. "Is she dead? She's not moving!" Kathy's heart raced with adrenaline. Tiny sweat beads graced her forehead. Bianca didn't answer. Her eyes were still open with a tiny stream of blood running out of her nose. Had justice been served? Did she finally get what was coming to her? Did she finally get what she deserved? 

Lindsey said they were only taking her into the forest to scare her. But then something went terribly wrong. Tempers flew; emotions ran wild. Kathy stood motionless over her tormentor. The veins in her hands bulged with blood as she still gripped the broken tree branch. 

Bianca didn't look so big anymore. Now she was small; helpless even. Not moving; not breathing; just dead; with her hazel eyes starring blankly into eternity.

"May flights of devils bring you to your rest." whispered Lindsey as her eyes narrowed with a wicked twitch. She exhaled and closed her eyes and lifted her head towards the sky. All was well. All was peaceful. The kill was sweeter than she thought it would be...


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Analysis Wuthering Heights; TV 1998 (Robert Cavanah and Orla Brady)

 Hello again boys and girls!!

I'm on a roll tonight!! But this time I wanted to write about a subject that has been on my mind, but I've put off writing about it. As you can see from the title, I'm reviewing the TV movie version of 'Wuthering Heights' starring Robert Cavanah and Orla Brady.

The first time I saw this film, I really liked it. The funny thing about these old literary classics is that, I never was interested in them when I was in school. If someone makes me read, I cannot enjoy it. I'm a free spirit. I have to discover things on my own in order for me to really appreciate it. Otherwise, it feels like some chore I must complete. 

Now, if you clicked on this link, I'm sure you're already a fan of this age old classic. So we don't need to discuss what the story is about. 

So what is my review about? I'm glad you asked!!

My review is more of an analysis of how the the director David Skynner put this production together. This is what I admired most about the film. It did not have any hot and heavy love scenes per se. But every moment of the film was intense. Really intense!

I mean guys, let's just face it, Heathcliff  was crazy! Half the time I didn't know if I should root for him or if I should hate him. I was totally confused. 

Nevertheless, I enjoyed the roller coaster ride. Half the time, I wanted to knock him out and at other times, I wanted to embrace him. (especially when he was a little boy) What I'm trying to say is I enjoyed the raw human emotion that rolled into absolute insanity!

And that my friends is what made this film so intense. It was that raw unabashed and unashamed love Heathcliff had for Cathy. 

Someone on face book said this one day. It was so profound. I copied it. Don't worry, I'll give credit where its due. Here it is...


This discussion is taken from Anne Rice's facebook page where everyone is discussing Lestat...

This is what Rui Rato one of her followers said about Lestat...

"Maybe, but if anything his age did confer great charm that most younger men lack, and Tom Cruise also had a touch of violence and wickedness which is so very manly and which made him a Lestat that I believe is worth admiring. Passion comes with a touch of violence, we are animals after all, and I'm truly glad of it, for what kind of weakling, submissive emotion would passion be without a touch of crazed desire? To possess, to own, to consume. Passion is like a hunger, and I fail to appreciate the presence of any man or woman who is devoid such basic human savagery, I love it."


The first time I read this, I was blown away. This is exactly what I try to tap into every time I write. Raw, crazed, borderline insane desire that makes the heart beat and the pulse race. Now that my friends, is real passion. And this is what you'll get the opportunity to experience in this TV version of 'Wuthering Heights'

It was sad, dark and enchanting with the same crazed desire Rui Rato describes. I thought his quote described Heathcliff and Cathy perfectly. They were both insane; yet joyful to watch.

The pic below is young Catherine and Hareton...
I absolutely love this screen shot of their prelude to the kiss!!

PS.. the movie soundtrack is amazing!!!!!





Later Gators!

Review: Dracula; Untold

Greetings everyone! 

I hope everybody had a wonderful and safe weekend!
I know I did !!

This weekend I saw Dracula: Untold...

And guys let me tell you. If you have not seen it, check it out. You won't be disappointed. The way the movie ended, it looks like there will be a part II. If there is, I'll be there sitting in the front row. 

I must admit, I was a little nervous. It's been a long time since I've come across a movie that grabbed my heart strings. However, Dracula managed to do just that. 

Don't worry no spoilers!!

But this is what I liked most about this film. It was true to real life! And how is that you might ask? Well, let me explain. Life is no fairy tale.

Life is tough. Life will get you stuck in a bind so tight you might gnaw at your own arm just to be free. That's what happened to Dracula. He had to make a tough decision in a short amount of time. As the leader, he had to do what he thought was best in order to save his family and his kingdom. And you know what? 

I don't blame him!

Sometimes, we make deals with the devil because no other doors seem to open up. Sometimes we don't have the option of doing what is right. Sometimes we are just trying to survive; trying to escape pain. 

And this is what happened to Dracula. His back was against the wall, so he sought the aid of the only power he knew. An old ancient evil. 

Folks, let me tell you. It was great. I loved it. If there is a part II, I will be there to see it. This film made me want to cry in some parts, because I totally related to Dracula's sacrifice. 

I thought it was a very creative twist, to an immortal tale. 

Long live Dracula (Vlad the Impaler!)