I can’t beleive October is almost over. Where has this month gone? In fact, where has this whole year gone?!
It’s probably no surprise to anyone that Halloween is one of my favorite holidays. Mostly for the reasons that 1. You get to do scary things 2. You get to dress up and look scary. And natrually I love all things scary, creepy and spooky. And I love any reason to be my true morbid self.
When I was younger my favorite outfit to wear was always some weird witch-cat hybrid, I mean, how cool is that? I am so not about this tradition of dressing up as something not even remotely scary, like in Mean Girls when Lindsay Lohan’s character turns up as an ‘Ex-wife’ and everyone is confused to why she looks so scary. Like Uh..duh?! It’s Halloween! You don’t remember the dead dressed up as a bunny!
I feel like I haven’t written a blog post in a while. I haven’t written anything in a while, hell, I haven’t even watched a film since Gone Girl.
I’m in a strange limbo, a mood I often get in sometimes, which usually disappears as often as they come. So for now I am waiting it out, but in the meantime, there is a cause for celebration! It is Sylvia Plath’s birthday, (27th of October, 1932) and it’s no secret she is someone I admire and hold to high regard.
“The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.”
TW: the essay below contains depictions of abuse & domestic violence. Originally published here.
“Some of the glib dismissals of ‘call out culture’ make my blood boil. I say glib because they imply it is easy to call people out, or even that it has become a new social norm. I know, for instance, how hard it is to get sexual harassment taken seriously. Individuals get away with it all the time. They get away with it because of the system. It is normalised and understood as the way things are. Individual women have to speak out, and testify over and over again; and still there is a system in place, a system that is working, that stops women from being heard. In a case when a woman is harassed by an individual man, she has to work hard to call him out. She often has to keep…
Oh I have been waiting for this for a long long time. After Coven finished I was like a lost soul, searching to get my fix of twisted story lines and fabulous f*ckery (sorry I just had to!) And now the time has come, my next dose as been delivered with the next season of American Horror Story- This time set in a ‘freak show’ circus in 50’s America (specifically a place called Jupiter in Florida…how cool!)
Halloween month couldn’t be a better time for this show to start.
I don’t want to write a long post on each episode because trust me that would be pages long, so instead, here’s a quick list of the things I loved most/can’t wait to see.
When I tell people this it usually surprises them. “You went to the cinema alone?!” ‘How sad,’ they probably think inwardly.
In fact I think it’s sadder that, for some reason, going to the cinema alone is some sort of social faux pas where you’re seen as a loner or just an all round freak in general (which I am but that’s beside the point.) I mean, 1. Why would you hold yourself back from doing things you want to do, or in this case, seeing movies you want to see, just because you have no one to go with? And as much as I think going to the movies can be a great thing to do with others, It’s also a great thing to do by yourself…I mean, it’s not like you can talk anyway (or at least you shouldn’t be!)
For the most part going to the cinema alone is fun, necessary and perfect for when you want to see Sharknado 2 but can’t bribe anyone to go along with you. I seriously recommend everyone take themselves out on a date to the movies.