this post is dedicated to Ellen Ripley
I tried writing this already once, and it got really complex and psychological and deep and just a bit too much - so lets do it this way. I love the eighties, everything about it aesthetically makes me tick! Especially the way they made films, specifically horror. I've been devouring hand-crafted, practical effects horror for the past year now and I love EVERYTHING about it. I've became so hungry for it I've even branched out to watching action and sci-fi movies that might have a flash of something delightfully grotesque. I've always sworn I'd hate action and sci-fi, but apparently if its served on a grimy plate with a synth-heavy soundtrack and a one-liner that'll bring the house down, I WILL LAP IT UP. John McClane - Die Hard (1988) The first time I watched Die Hard I couldn't believe I'd enjoyed an action film. The second time I watched it was at the cinema and when we left I said something along the lines of this to my boyfriend: "What a fuck...