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What I'd want to do this winter is take a ferry to the Arctic circle and barren frozen alien skies. That much closer to heat death and weak light.

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This is a personal blog which, like a personal website, is about me. Expressing my opinions has some validity here, just as inviting people I know to express their opinions here has some value. What I object to, on the web, is that comments threads are everywhere. But you know, why should we question this age of unbridled communication - where everyone can tell you what they think about everything and half the discourse on the internet is ancillary to the content and made up of ad hominem attacks and homophobic racism? Everything's fine. I dunno about you but I feel empowered by this technology. Why, having an arts education in a specialist subject concerning pop culture means that all I have to do is put up a page with my opinions on it and the people and the money will flock right to me like magic. Being able to express my especially special opinion in a place accessible to all means that I'm going to recognised and adored. This time next year I'll be a millionaire.

And comments threads? Because I'm such a certain, powerful, and singularly enlightened figure threads give me a chance to express my divine right. Now every day I win the internet.

P.S.

I like forums.

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When I was 17 I had the David Fincher phase that you can expect having seen Fight Club and Se7en for the first time at that age. Somewhere in the middle there were Beat Takeshi movies and drips of John Carpenter and David Lynch. In the last two years it's been Canadian director David Cronenberg with whom I've been most fascinated, but that deserves some qualification. I say fascinated, but my capacity to not act on the things that interest me is impressive. I still haven't seen Videodrome or Shivers or Spider for example. I saw eXistenZ years ago and liked it, everyone knows The Fly, and I was aware of Crash but had never seen it. Lately i came back to him sort of via my admiration for the music of Howard Shore and by the fact that I'd been paying more attention to Mark Kermode, who is an admirer of his. But I can equally lay the blame at China Miéville and by association the Vandermeers and their discussion of Clive Barker. It's body horror that's the thing, you see. That's the subgenre and the essence of what I'm looking at here. Disease, transformation, bursting and breaking down of the human being.