Jen Myers
@antiheroine
Technologist/writer/grown-up film student in Chicago. she/her jenmyers.net
Excuse me have you heard the good word about Lake Michigan (which is it exists)
Hey, thanks to everyone who came out to the Music Box last night for DAY OF THE ANIMALS. I think we can all agree the animals deserve a little attack on humanity, as a treat. And we deserve to see Leslie Nielsen comically killed by a bear, as a treat. Also, my first film in the new Theater 3! Aces.
What a gift it was to have Sam Neill. Beyond all his other work, fearless performances in two of my top tier horror films. I will miss his Instagram dispatches from the Aotearoa countryside and his herd of animals named after other actors.
Today in amazing 1970s real estate, I present to you ... a turquoise carpeted basement bar. I repeat: Carpeted. Bar. We used to be a proper country. www.zillow.com/homedetails/...
The Gertrude Abercrombie retrospective at the Milwaukee Art Museum is incredible and well worth a visit during its last couple of weeks.
Also the Living Dead Museum had a charmingly handmade diorama of a section of the Monroeville Mall beset by zombies and I particularly liked this little guy
I was at AIC recently and took a close-up of the detail on this one. It's a reasonable assumption that our friend Giovanni never actually witnessed a real beheading, but he put a lot of enthusiasm into his depiction of one and I think that's what matters here.
As a matter of course, I believe wholly in the righteousness of the Landscape Format, but occasionally you just want a slice.
I can't believe this is a thing that is necessary for me to do, in this year of two-thousand and twenty-six, curse you all
I’ve been in Washington DC this week for a conference and so of course I made sure to go to the most important of local landmarks: the steps from THE EXORCIST.
And here is a picture of Lake Michigan, just to round out what the public expects from me.
I can trace two of my favorite thematic obsessions, miniatures and people who can't function in this world dissolving from it, back to an early viewing of one TWILIGHT ZONE episode: "Miniature," with an awkward, sensitive and achingly sympathetic young Robert Duvall. What depth and grace he had.
It is 1980. You meet a guy in a dark-wood-paneled bar. He is affable enough to overcome how much he talks about Foreigner. He takes you to his place, up to ... the attic? Which is dark but also strangely soft and ... multidimensional? Only in the light of the next day does the the full horror dawn.
At some point StoryGraph changed the to-read list settings to limit the number of books you can have in your to-read list to five. FIVE.
In personal news, I went to Disney World, where I made a lightsaber, and Universal Studios, where I thoroughly enjoyed the Dark Universe land, as one who knows me might expect. THE END.
The offspring and I have ritually mutilated this year's gourd sacrifices, set them aflame and displayed their grinning visages to the neighborhood (this post works best if you read it in the voice of the Ghost Host from the Haunted Mansion, sorry probably should have mentioned that first).
I guess you could spend today not sitting on the shore of Lake Michigan but that would be a weird thing to do