Karavansara

East of Constantinople, West of Shanghai


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Other People’s Pulps: Krimi, Giallo & Slasher – a Guest Post (part 1)

91I was asked by a reader, a few weeks ago, about a post on the European tradition of crime movies and “Giallo”, and the connections thereof with pulp stories and later slasher films.
Great topic – but I’m not the right man for the job.
The right man is, actually, a woman – my friend Lucia Patrizi, that blogs the movie blog Il Giorno degli Zombi, and is currently writing a book about the evolution of horror movies. I asked her for a guest post, and she was so kind she donated the chapter about Kriminalromance and Giallo from her forthcoming essay.
The text – quickly translated by yours truly (and any mistake is solely my responsibility) – will be published as a series of posts.
Here goes the first.
Enjoy! Continue reading


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In the Jazz Age…

A great montage of sequences shot in China and the Far East in the 1920s, set to some suggestive and atmospheric jazz music.
A treat from the YouTube collection of marvels by Aaron1912.

Enjoy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k3rbLyeYiJU


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Killer fossils on a train

Some movies remain with us for a long time.
I caught the trailer for Horror Express in 1972, and later saw the movie in some seaside drive-in.
I was around 12 or thereabouts.
Horror Express.
Featuring Peter Cushing, Christopher Lee and Telly Savalas.
A Spanish movie set on the Trans-Siberian.

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And yet, here I am, thirtyfive years later, a paleontologist writing a blog about my obsession for the East and the Silk Road and pulp writing and all the rest, and all of a sudden I remember… Continue reading


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Movies

timeforgotI watched a lot of adventure/fantasy/sf movies, when I was a kid, in the second half of the ’70s.
The two main venues, as far as I was concerned, were the church cinema, in the local parish, and the Cinema Colosseo (not bad as a name), two blocks away from my grandmother’s.

The parish cinema was a shoestring operation, put together by a young priest as a way to attract kids for the saturday evening service.
The deal was, you get the movie, then you go to mass.
Well, ok, it was a fair deal.
I used to skip church, but I did enjoy the movies: a weekly dose of Zorro, Tarzan, assorted Kaiju eiga, the occasional Sinbad adventure, quite a lot of dinosaurs. Continue reading