Random Stuff

[soteriophobe]

• Dear everyone-who-has-left-me-comments/prompts/sent me fic to read: I have been ridiculously sick for the last day or two, and thus…absent. I am so sorry to anyone who's waiting on something from me. I am getting to it all now that I am coherent again. :\

• OMG WHITE COLLAR TOMORROW. I am so excited. Even though I can't watch the live stream from USA, and will have to wait until tomorrow night/Thursday before I can see it. Just…EEEE.

• I haven't even started my Big Bang. I still have five days though! I have written more in less time! D:

• Also: Speaking of being excited about things that are upcoming, I am absolutely thrilled to see that someone is making a film out of Stephen King's "The Last Rung On The Ladder". If there were a Stephen King fandom (er…is there? for anything other than "The Dark Tower"?), I would be close to a lifetime member - I started reading his books when I was 9, and I'm incredibly fond of many of them (though there are some that I wouldn't hesitate to use in an urgent no-toilet-paper-left scenario). I think he's much, much better at writing short stories than longer books (less opportunity to ramble on about nothing), and of all his short stories, "The Last Rung On The Ladder" is my absolute favourite. Funnily enough, it is one of the few stories he's written that has nothing to do with anything supernatural or horror-ish - thus backing up my assertion that, as good as he is at genre stuff, he writes his best stuff when he's not writing horror (see also: Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank Redemption). Though…I guess it's still a horrifying story? The only way to describe it, without giving too much away, is that it's about the horror of regret/life in general? It's better to just read it, though - if anyone is interested, you can find the whole story here - it's only a little one (though it has some triggers for depression-type stuff, so be wary). It's also not a story that has aged that well - it was written in the mid to late 70s and the situation described in the story isn't one that could really happen in the modern day, when letter-by-post is an outdated concept and there's email/SMS/etc around. Then again - maybe that's not correct, because I think the point of the story is…how people grow apart/how oblivious people can be/etc. I don't know.
  
  Anyway, this story was one of his "dollar babies" - very short stories to which he sold the film rights for a dollar apiece. Whoeever bought the movie rights made a really terrible film out of it way back when, and as a result I wasn't hopeful about ever getting a movie worth watching based on this story. But, lo and behold, NESCOM students have made one! And it looks good/has already won film festival awards. Trailerspam (warning for very brief depiction of domestic violence situation) :

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I hope it survives the film festival circuit and makes it onto the internet/a DVD, because I am dying to see it.