THRILLVILLE: Will "the Thrill" Viharo's weird, wild world of Pulp Fiction, B Movies, & the Lounge Lizard Lifestyle.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Aloha 2010: a sad but productive year

Christmas cocktails at the Rrazz Room, San Francisco, 12/25/10
With Bud E. Luv, at his Christmas Show at the Rrazz Room, San Francisco, 12/25/10
The passage of time can be marked in many ways. For me, the holiday season always leaves me with a feeling of bittersweet melancholia. I love this time of year but you only get so many Christmases in your lifetime. Then there's the official acknowledgment, New Year's Eve, when we collectively celebrate the end of one calendar year and the beginning of the next. Even though these are man-made markers of Time, they bear symbolic significance. It's not just a matter of making resolutions, but for reviewing recollections, chalking up accomplishments, and paying tribute to whatever, or whomever, you've lost since the last year-end toast.

Forbidden Thrills...
2010 was an incredibly painful yet simultaneously exhilarating year for me, personally and professionally. Whereas 2009 saw the end of my career as a film programmer, 2010 was the year I finally hung up the fez as ring-leader of Thrillville, though I really just down-shifted into "Chillville," hosting a so-far successful monthly movie (DVD) night called "Forbidden Thrills" at Forbidden Island Tiki Lounge (where I'll be spending New Year's Eve, working the door). This downsized version of Thrillville - cult movies and cocktails  sans the drama and logistics - better suits my mood these days. The road shows post-Speakeasy were fun but not particularly lucrative, or fulfilling. Facing both a creative and a financial crossroads, I decided to recalibrate my compass and change, or rather resume, course: I returned to my literary roots and finished a novel I had abandoned shortly after the Parkway opened in 1997, A Mermaid Drowns in the Midnight Lounge, finished it, and then self-published it. This feat inspired me to go back and finally publish the very first novel I ever wrote, Chumpy Walnut, after living with it as manuscript for three decades, carrying it around like a genie in a bottle. I finally popped the cork. No dramatic magical changes in my life, but seeing it in print was in itself a self-granted wish. Finally, I published a crime novel that had been sitting on my web site for a few years, Down a Dark Alley, originally written in 1992, a year before I wrote my private eye novel Love Stories Are Too Violent For Me, published by Wild Card Press in 1996, and subsequently optioned by Christian Slater almost annually since 2001 (including a renewal this past summer.) If he ever finally makes the movie, that will definitely be a game-changer for my career. I can't count on it, though. That's why I just keep writing and rolling the dice. Down a Dark Alley is dedicated to my late friend Brian Hill, who always encouraged me to publish it. It was very satisfying, if still somewhat sad, given the fact he is gone, to finally hand a copy to his widow Mary.

Cover Image by Mike Lewis

My original illustrations for "Chumpy" adorn the cover
Cover art by R. Black
My beloved Bubba, RIP

But the overwhelming milestone of 2010 was the slow death of my beloved cat Bubba. He was diagnosed with cancer in January, and was only given a couple of months to live, but with a little diet adjustment, affordable medication and lots of love, he lasted another eight months, finally expiring on September 13 - the same day Chumpy Walnut was officially published. The anticipation of Bubba's demise cast a dark cloud over pretty much everything that transpired this year, including my return to writing fiction, but in a way, it inspired me to create, which has always been my proactive reaction to grief.

Googie and Tiki
Two days after we lost Bubba, we adopted a kitten whom we named Googie. He has given us much joy and provided a healing presence in this strange, post-Bubba world. We are very grateful for  him. He makes a perfect companion to our dear female cat, Tiki, who has finally emerged from her mourning period. Now they get along splendidly, which does our broken hearts a lot of good.

Looking ahead to 2011, I am filled with the same unnerving mixture of hope and apprehension that plagued me the last two years around this time. But I got through 2009 and 2010, responding positively and many ways triumphantly to challenging circumstances, and I am confident I will continue this upward swing through 2011. Goal #1 remains finding steady work, ideally as a freelance writer, my true calling, desired vocation and really my only field of expertise. This can manifest in many ways. Besides my expanded fiction market, I have a new movie column at Examiner.com which doesn't pay much, but it helps to expand my platform and brand name, so that's a good. I need to keep building on my renewed literary foundation. Here's to many more thrills to come, both written and lived. Thanks for reading. Cheers and Happy New Year.

The Viharo Pulp Fiction Collection




Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Holiday Thrills at Forbidden Island

Santa swings by the tiki lounge

Christmas Island

"Santa Claus Conquers Forbidden Island"

Christmas cocktail: "Milk and Cookies"
It was a festive evening of Forbidden Thrills at Forbidden Island Tiki Lounge last night as I presented two kooky, krazy but kool Kris Kringle/St. Nick flix, SANTA CLAUS CONQUERS THE MARTIANS (1964) and the Mexican curio SANTA CLAUS (1959), plus cocktail specials, prizes (crap from my house), free popcorn, and a visit from Santa himself. This pared down, laid back tiki bar incarnation of Thrillville has been a hit so far, and I plan on continuing the monthly series well into 2011 and beyond. It's just the right mix of cult movies, cocktails and, most significantly, convenience.


For more on Psycho Santa Cinema, please see my new Examiner indie movie column.








Happy Holidays from the Thrills, cheers.

My annual Elvis holiday card, 2010: "We Three Kings"

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Happy 95th Birthday, Frank Sinatra

 Just wanted to check in and publicly acknowledge the 95th birthday of my spiritual mentor, Frank Sinatra. I vividly recall "receiving" the Rat Pack at one of their final appearances together, in 1988 at the Oakland Coliseum. A seed was planted. Soon thereafter, I was inspired to shake off my self-pitying rags and buy my first sharkskin jacket, and not much later, the book "CAD: A Handbook for Heels," and my future as a hep cat was sealed. Ever since then I've been building up my lounge lizard creds, peaking with my May 31, 2001 wedding to The Tiki Goddess at Frank's joint, the Cal-Neva Resort in North Tahoe, with a Rat Pack/mariachi themed wedding. Without Frank, there'd be no Will the Thrill or Thrillville. He vicariously taught me how to stop whining and enjoy myself. "You gotta love livin', baby, 'cause dyin' in a pain in the ass." A great motto to swing by. Cheers to the Chairman.


Thursday, December 2, 2010

Will the Thrill's Top 10 Movies of 2010

I know the year's not over yet, but I don't see anything coming up I actually want to see (or that could possibly replace anything on this list) until THE GREEN HORNET in January. For what it's worth, here's my list, which can be recalled and revised without notice.* The main point is to spotlight some movies that may have - probably have - slipped through the mainstream critical cracks. Cheers.

 1. KICK-ASS - quite simply, much to my surprise, not only the best of the year, but one of the greatest movies ever made - subversive pop culture genius. Chloe Moretz (Hit-Girl) is easily the Best Actress of the Year, I don't give a damn what Oscar has to say about it. I never do.

2. MACHETE - violence, action, wit, nudity, social satire: the ultimate Mexploitation flick has it all, a modern grindhouse masterpiece. Robert Rodriguez does it again.

3. COLIN - the most moving, gripping, convincing portrait of a zombie apocalypse I've ever seen, made for practically nothing, and that's something.

4. PONTYPOOL - a thinking person's zombie movie, incredibly original and intellectually provocative as well as thrilling. 

5. ALL ABOUT EVIL - Peaches Christ/Joshua Grannel's locally made cult sensation is the most entertaining splatter-satire (splattire?) since BLOOD FEAST. (Read my complete review and interview with Josh/Peaches on my new Oakland Indie Movie Examiner blog.)

6. THE KILLER INSIDE ME - low-key, hard-edged and satisfyingly faithful adaptation of the raw, ruthless Jim Thompson pulp novel. Special award to Jessica Alba for appearing in two of the year's best, equally sexy in both (the other being Machete.)


7. OSS 117: LOST IN RIO - super-stylish swingin' '60s spy spoof from France, with Jean Dujardin as a secret agent who "gets smart" only after a  lot of dumb mistakes; even more fun than the previous installment, Oss 117: Cairo, Nest of Spies (2006), with sly references to lucha libre cinema, Elvis, Dean Martin and Vertigo.


8. REC 2 - intense zombie horror, even better than the first or its excellent US remake QUARANTINE.

 9. THE WOLFMAN  -Benicio Del Toro's fairly faithful remake of the 1941 Universal classic is really a hair-raising homage to old school monster movie-making. Rick Baker's practical makeup effects are spectacular, the mood is moon-licious; and Anthony Hopkins literally chews up the scenery as Papa Wolf.

 10. BLACK SWAN - just added! Read my full Examiner.com review here.

 

RUNNERS-UP:

 SKYLINE - brain-sucking alien monsters turn humans into zombies - we just don't see enough of that these days. At least not in movies.

THE HUMAN CENTIPEDE - hands down the most disturbing, disgusting movie I've ever seen, an accomplishment that must be acknowledged. I have no desire to ever watch it again, though I may check out the sequel.

THE EXPENDABLES - should've lived up to its all-star billing instead of being basically a Stallone-Statham buddy flick with aging action icon cameos, but overall, acceptable if not indispensable mindless fun. 

THE GOOD, THE BAD, THE WEIRD: Korean remake of the Leone spaghetti western masterpiece gets points for style and verve, but I didn't find it quite good, bad or weird enough to make my Top 10.

Martin Scorsese's psycho-noir thriller-chiller SHUTTER ISLAND was an atmospheric standout, though not up to par with his earlier urban gangster masterpieces, which remain his signature work; certainly superior to THE DEPARTED, though.

 Ben Affleck's THE TOWN, an entertaining if rather routine noir heist flick.

 I admired Chris Nolan's high-concept sci-fi dream noir thriller INCEPTION but the fact that I just remembered it proves it didn't leave much of a lasting impression on me.


BIGGEST LETDOWNS:

IRON MAN 2, which, given the pedigree and potential, should've been even better than the first one, but fell far short, IMHO; 

 ...and worst of all, George Romero's SURVIVAL OF THE DEAD, the only one of his legendary zombie flicks that let me down - I've seen it several times and unlike his other recent "Dead" films LAND  or DIARY, it doesn't improve with each viewing. I have several zombie flicks on my list, and none were made by Romero, the master of the genre. That is depressing. Still, it was a great thrill - and one the year's personal highlights - when I finally got the chance to shake the great man's hand at a personal appearance in San Francisco back in May.

Overall, though, not a bad year for B movies. Gives one hope for mankind. Well, a little. Cheers.

*This list has been modified since its original publication.