The Blind Dead
04-23-2007, 10:42 PM
I don't know what it is about the desert settings of movies like The Devil’s Rejects or The Hills Have Eyes (1977, naturally) that I like so much, but it’s undeniable that I love 'em. Even mediocre movies like The Forsaken manage to gain a soft spot in my heart, just because of the dirty, dusty atmosphere they give off. I have a thing for movies that are set in the hot, sun-dried, filthy expanses of Arizona, Nevada, Texas, and New Mexico desert. Maybe it’s because I grew up in Northeastern Pennsylvania. I was born and raised in a small, cramped, falling apart, dirt poor, shit-splat suburban hole-in-the-world. A nice place to live as any I suppose, if it weren't so destitute. We're surrounded by mountains and thick forested areas. We get a lot of rain and a lot of snow. So maybe I'm a sucker for desert settings and Wild West imagery because, in a way, it’s exotic to me. It’s foreign for me, something I'm not used to in the slightest way. The heat, the sun, the burning, the sand. I can't relate to it but it somehow manages to capture my imagination and really excite me. Ironically, in real life I hate the heat, the sun, the burning, and the sand. I hate the beach. I hate the summer. Hell, I hate daylight in general. I'm a night-owl who loves the cold, the snow, and the rain. So I guess my small, cramped, falling apart, dirt poor, shit-splat suburban hole-in-the-world that gets a lot of rain and snow is just...[READ MORE HERE] (http://www.joehorror.com/0000769.html)