I was trying to explain what this was about to mom on WA, alienation, communication through violence, descent to barbarism. She said "Ah, sounds like Dogville". I left about a third in on that movie, and I don't think I'll be watching this one. It sounds like I did not like this, and, well, uncomfortable as it is, I though it bloody amazing. It's just that the madness that slowly creeps in, and has you partially numbed by the time the heavy stuff crashes in, would not have time to come to full effect in the span of movie time, and would make the impact of violence unbearable.
I realize what I'm saying is creepy as fuck, just as I was aware reading that while the characters are slowly inured to the rising wilderness, the reader is inured to the rising level of brutality. And you kind of welcome it, because you wouldn't be able to cope with it otherwise. I found, about 30 pages from the end, that I had felt more of an impact by the bottle throwing (that first act of violence perpetuated) than what was going on by the last third. Familiarity breeds contempt and repetition indifference.
Yeah... creepy as fuck.
Also, the first third or so was masterfully disquieting. In the context of that first line, which, for the unwary and squeamish, is:
Later, as he sat on his balcony eating the dog, Dr Robert Laing reflected on the unusual events that had taken place within this huge apartment building during the previous three months.
every little war waged inside a big building takes an ominous shade. I lived in a building much like the one in this book for three years while a student. It was waaay outside of my money-bracket (hell, my parents money-bracket) but the old land-lady let me share her apartment for peanuts so she could have some company. I can tell you all the petty disputes and territoriality are true to life. Though they usually don't get this bloody (except for suicides. Those were an issue on Friday evenings).
Lastly, the symmetry. 3 for each, then 2 for each, then 1 for each (though he kinda cheated at the end), and one for what's left. I don't quite get what was going on with that clean-up at the end, though. End of settling pains?
That's that for my horror roll. I think I'll pick some regency romance next.
I just finished up my read for square Mystery 35 last night, so here we go:
Hmmm....I'm thinking perhaps one of these two:
Unless we can count Italy in Roman times and then I can break out The Iron Hand of Mars by Lindsey Davis.
Anyway, since doubles:
I had to check the timestamp on this one, but they are different, so yes, I rolled the exact same roll twice in a row.
I just finished Mendoza in Hollywood by Kage Baker which took place in the Civil War and I'm not about to reread it so I'm thinking I'll skip this one. I don't really have any other possibilities and I'm not about to read a book that I wasn't already planning to read.
Just visiting, so I'll have to read 100 pages of something to donate to the Jail Library.
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