Sunday 3 December 2017

Frozen??




Based on "The Snow Queen" by Hans Christian Anderson…...who must be spinning like a power drill at this quite appalling waste of pixels. The story bears little resemblance to its heritage save for a frigid (or is that gelid?) Queen.
Disney must have been having a really bad day when this was proposed. We have re-imagined characters from other recent animations...Eddie Murphy’s Donkey from Shrek turns up with a hatrack and fur coat as the cute Reindeer….Mr Stay Puft returns as a Transformer-like Snow Mega Troll (with attitude and frosty halitosis)...the Minions from Despicable me turn up in smart green coats with a sort of concrete complexion. Then we have the "new" characters, just there for the laughs (?) ...the totally creepy Scandinavian Store owner, who seems to enjoy mass mixed 'family saunas….the weird mentally challenged fall-apart comedy snowman (who seems to be played by Goofy) and a Dick Dastardly type of villain. Have these story writers got zero imagination or do they not care to look after their pixels?
Add in a story line that includes parental death, sibling rivalry, deceit and a complete disregard for Health and Safety Risk Assessments (particularly when climbing) then you begin to understand the complete awfulness of this film.
The ending is pure kitsch with the whole thing put right by "LOVE" Awwww…. Then the dumbass Queen, who has just released her Queendom from eternal winter goes and creates a freakin' ice rink in the city!!!
Dumb, disastrous, diabolical.

Rating 
1/10

Tuesday 8 August 2017

Rot



A black shadow sits before me Gutteral growls reach my ears Fine pointed teeth drip menace Warm breath washes my face But it sits And waits
I move The shadow moves I run The shadow runs I feel the breath of redemption Let those teeth release me Forgive my sins So I may sleep
There is no sleep For tainted souls An endless path just followed To places we should forget No joy, no smiles A mire of endless misery
Weep not for me Weep only for those left To rot in foreign fields To never be returned Mourned but never given rites Alone they lie forever
The black dogs howl and bark At every rising sun Reminding all of horrors done Never ceasing Never silent Always present Always judging

Saturday 1 July 2017

The Artist



The electric screen it shimmers and it sparkles
as she sits and makes the moves
that make the art begin,
pushing pixels around a palette
making them behave.
Marching, dancing into things
we all believe.
Creation is an art.
Understanding art
is simple,
just enjoy.

Saturday 6 May 2017

Gail Says ....





As she walks down the hallway 
shutting each door she passes

Because it's time

Time to lock away the past.
Walk away from the bad memories,
step into the future

Face it unbowed, unflinching,
prepared to fight
for the right to smile
every day.

A bunch of keys
tossed into the surf
losing the past forever.
Each footprint erased 
by the tide,
inviting a journey 
into the uncharted.


thanks to @sonnybees for the inspiration

Friday 17 March 2017

Dreams





Simple task ...  
Took 3hrs ...  
Totally exhausted ...  
So much pain ...  
Not worth it ....  
Will try to sleep ...  
Wait for the dreams again .. 

The dream continues ..  
Yellow T Shirt dress ..  
Grubby ...  
2 small blood splashes ..  
Logo scrubbed out with marker pen ..  
Dirty chestnut hair 

Red trainers ...  
Skinny and scared ...  
Sobbing ...  
Shaking ...  
Glued to the spot ..  
Hold her gently ..  
Treat her like glass ..  
Fragile. 

Who was the blonde?..  
Bobbed hair ...  
Designer pink dress ..  
Russian ? ..  
Eastern European? ..  
Sits on a desk ..  
Smokes ...  
Smiles .. 

The girl in the yellow dress returns ...  
Who is she?..  
What does she want? ...  
What does she mean? ...  
Dirty, sobbing, scared ...  
Why? ... 

The black marker scribble ..  
Bullet burn ..  
Blood splash from the wound ..  
Sliced neck ..  
Red trainers I bought her? ..  
Memory .. 

The yellow dress ..  
Haunts me ..  
A child ..  
A future never realised ..  
Conceived but not born ..  
Died in her mother's womb ..  
A daughter .. 

Age does not kill you ..  
Nor disease ..  
Memories have that honour ..  
Seeping through you ..  
A toxic virus ..  
A gateway to hell ..