By now you've likely heard all about what went down at Santos Party House on Thursday night, but just in case: A few hours before Ninja Tune's scheduled 20th anniversary celebration was set to start, cops raided the club and eventually shut it down, citing "criminal sale of possession of controlled substances." Early Friday evening, the venue released an official statement.
And already passed but noteworthy is the 1980s pick in this year’s edition, Clive Barker’s Hellraiser—which every single person I talked to remembers almost solely from its VHS cover. That talismanic recall befits a movie that, like some of the best horror, makes little initial attempt to explain its unleashing of demonic nightmares, willed and otherwise, and fleshly grotesquerie worthy of Dante’s Inferno. Pinhead in fact conserves his appearances, like any sensible undead star, and wears high-collared jacket and pins-in-head by Jane Wildgoose. Gone now, but followed this weekend by other Scary revivals including Messiah of Evil (1973), Dead of Night (1945), and a rare Freddie Francis double feature.
Word has been making its way around the internet that the legendary Technics SL-1200 turntable has been discontinued by parent company Panasonic. It's the most widely-used turntable among professional DJs, and every venue/club worth its salt has a pair of 'em on hand. With sales reportedly down 95% over the past ten years, Panasonic had no choice but to pull the plug. We reached out to Bret Winans of Brooklyn-based DJ equipment source Turntable Lab, who was kind enough to answer some questions about the whole thing.
Whoa, you guys, what is wrong with this pretty, nutty owl? He must be practicing his scary trick for when he goes trick-or-treating. Either that or he had a little too much pre-Halloween candy, if you know what I mean... This owl is on drugs. Happy Halloween! (Videosift)
Slapdash and silly, but also moodily shot and chillingly barren, this cult favorite explores the terrors of Lovecraftian madness, reawakened Donner Party cannibalism, and bad Pop Art wallpaper. The plot concerns strange zombie/vampire cult activities in a Californian seaside town. The great Jack Fisk was an art designer, and there are two stunning, barbarous set pieces, one in a grocery store, the other in a blood-red movie theater. Lazy shots of bugs and salamanders in drains, and ad nauseam repetitions of blood streaming from characters’ orifices do wear, but the overall effect is satisfyingly disconcerting. Elisha Cook Jr., of course, appears as a wise drunk.
Brooklyn District Attorney Charles Hynes announced yesterday the formation of a special borough task force called Project Reach Out, an LGBT-friendly police unit created to foster more comfortable interaction between cops and the LGBT community. Of course, the task force's chief goal will be reducing the number of bias crimes in Brooklyn, providing a special hotline for victims who might have otherwise hesitated in reporting crimes to the regular police force. Said Hynes to NY1, of the hotline:
[Victims of bias crime are sometimes] afraid to reveal their sexuality. They feel they could be further victimized by their employer. Often if you've got investigators who are not sensitive to the problems of this community, it's going to be communicated. So it's both and that's why believe it's so very important that people access this phone number immediately.
The hotline for Project Reach Out is 1-718-250-2759.
Tomorrow, Bushwick's Vaudeville Park teams with Cinebeasts and curator Tom Stathes to present Halloweenie!, a program of vintage Halloween cartoons projected in 16mm (there's a costume matinee for kids at 2pm, and one for grown-ups at 7).
Among the Fleischer and Ub Iwerks cartoons screening is the very early Tom and Jerry entry "Wot a Night," which Stathes calls "a classic 'scary' entry from 1931, when Depression-era cartoons boasted new sound technology yet depicted situations and home interiors ravished by the economic situation at the time." Here:
To tide you over till tomorrow (we have to go get ready for the HuffPo bus) here’s what folks have been saying about the rally in the press and on the street (and in some of the nicer unisex bathrooms):
Well, shit. On October 17th, Hector Tejada's Conuco Farm, in New Paltz, was devastated by a hay fire—almost everything that makes a farm an actual farm was destroyed. What does this have to do with Brooklyn? Well, Tejada is the man behind the Bed-Stuy Farm Share, which is important. Please check out the details at this Bed-Stuy Blog post, and if you can help (money via Paypal, donations, good will) please do so. Because this is what matters, folks.
"She looked as beautiful as the day I met her," Grimm told the Staten Island Advance. "It was a pleasure to see them."
Whoops, looks like McMahon's plan was a dud—just like his whole fucking incumbency.