Derek @derek@laserdisc.party

Inktober poems: a thread

LASERDISC.PARTY NEVER DIE

Allow me to reintroduce myself.

My name is Derek. I'm an internet old-timer who lives in #Montreal, and I am the founder and admin of laserdisc.party, the video store of the fediverse (or so I like to think).

And while I do talk lots about #movies (went to grad school, wrote a thesis on The Room and Snakes on a Plane, have a film-crit website and two movie podcasts), I'm just as likely to talk about #music, #mtg, #wrestling, and your garden variety comedic nonsense.

Welcome!

#introductions

Behold

**dad voice, looking off yonder** The discomfort of rising before the sun, that's temporary. Doing a solid for your homies, well that... **a single tear rolls down cheek** That's forever, dogg

Good morning Party People, it is entirely too fucking early, but I'm up and getting ready for work, because illness is a cruel mistress who has felled a small but important chunk of my team

shout out to John Carpenter

#MorningCrew

Good morning Party People, we are once again broadcasting live from the virtual copy desk

And there's like... cyberpunk-dystopia corporate Ludovico sleeper cell shit going on? Tooth implant transmitters? A sex scene involving marbles??? It's a wild time.

friends there are parodic amounts of sultry sax in this film

sleazeball sax and neon-drenched early-90s B erotic thriller that (a) plays like De Palma's Body Double for meatheads and, more crucially (b) has this inspired use of artifacted video and offbeat lighting cues to accentuate the fakiness of the whole enterprise; its chintz and artificiality becomes a feature rather than a bug