Ring

Saw the Ring at the ICA last Friday, and have been meaning to mention it, because it was ace. Creepy as hell, like any horror film should be. Ranks up there with Woman in Black as a top horror. If you’ve any interest in horror, see this. Obviously, do not see any dubbed version that may be released, because it will be shit.

ECTS

So, I’ve been doing the ECTS thing, along with anyone else who could blag a ticket in. Fascinating and frightening at the same time. Lots of lights, bells and whistles, all very pretty. Also, spineless, gutless and filled with disgusting freaks.

Also reading books by Christopher Brookmyre, who I wholeheartedly recommend. And now I must go and work.

Clarification

To clarify: it’s not that I object to NAMBLA having freedom of speech. It’s that I object to them being defended for free by the ACLU, and that they can avoid appearing in court and having to stand up for themselves.

Sad

ACLU defends NAMBLA. Am I the only one who thinks that this is fucked in the head? “NAMBLA representatives have said they believe boys as young as 8 are capable of deciding for themselves whether to have consensual sex with an older man.” Like fuck they are. These are fucking kids. They’re just about capable of working out which shiny piece of plastic they want for Christmas, never mind if they’d like to let some old pervert near their arses.

Artist Hunt

Oh, and I’m seeking artists for a couple of comics projects. No publisher lined up yet, but I want to get some concept art and the first couple of pages of each into the promo packets I’m going to send out. If you’ve got actual artistic talent, and think that either urban horror or mad Cthuloid pulp sounds like your sort of thing, mail me. Urgently.

Never Saw The Light

Can’t even manage to stick to a proper weekly schedule. This is because I am very busy leading a fabulous jet set lifestyle of glamour and excess. Actually, it isn’t but it’s a better excuse than “I’ve got a lot of work on”, so if you’d please believe that, it’d make me feel a bit better. The pitch for Unbound Comics is taking shape. Expect to see “BLACK PLANET: Sex and Lies” available in their forthcoming antho, assuming the editor doesn’t shitcan me.

This Rough Magic

OK, so this is becoming slightly ridiculous. I don’t care. Another round of “What Alasdair did at the weekend”, I think. This one was slightly more interesting than most, because I spent Saturday in Brighton with a bunch of folks. We went to the fair on the Pier. (Dodgems! Dodgems!) I managed to get damanged by the restraining bar on one of the rides, because it had to ratched back to ensure that antony was safe as well, and I’m about twice his size. We wandered around shops for a while (Current favourite T-shirt slogan: “I’m only a moderate drinker, but I smoke crack like a motherfucker.”) and then went to see “This Rough Magic“, an adaption of the Tempest set to a drum-n-bass soundtrack. Sadly, the view we had was dreadful, adn while I enjoyed what I saw, and loved the soundtrack, a lot of the spectacle was lost on me.

Still, better than just getting hammered in a pub somewhere. Sunday, didn’t do much. Worked on a proposal for Unbound Comics, but that’s about it.