Hey, what's up. I'm Dorrie, an odd little froggie who spends way too much time looking at screens. I'm a 22 year old Ithaca College graduate who has a degree in screenwriting, and I aspire to be a scriptwriter for the indie film scene one day.
I have a lot of thoughts and opinions about visual media and storytelling, many of which I would like to share. I'm a big fan of horror movies, cartoons, and niche, story-driven video games.
*SPOILERS FOR HEREDITARY (2018), MIDSOMMAR (2019), AND US (2019). READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.
When I was a senior in high school, I took a film class that had five students in it. Four out of those five students were boys. I was the only girl. Fortunately, I got along great with all the boys in the class; we always had thoughtful, analytical discussions where everyone was able to equally express their opinions on storytelling and film technicalities, and they never once complained or rolled their eyes whenever I would go on one of my feminist tangents (which I did a lot.)
Somewhere in the middle of the school year, my teacher taught a segment on director Stanley Kubrick, and the first of his films that we watched in class was The Shining. As a budding horror geek, I was excited to finally view this classic with so much cultural significance in both American film history and iconography. Of course, I was absolutely terrified upon the first viewing, clutching at my oversized flannel like a child with a teddy bear anytime little Danny turned a corner on his tricycle in the Overlook Hotel’s seemingly never ending hallways. However, there was one character that really struck me as a true standout among the typical archetypes you would find in horror, so much so that I couldn’t bring myself to look away or cower anytime they were on screen. That character was Wendy Torrance, played by Shelley Duvall.Read More »
So, for all of those who have watched Tuca & Bertie: Do y’all remember the scene in episode 4 when Bertie loses her shit at the grocery store? I remember the scene where Bertie loses her shit at the grocery store, because I have absolutely been there before. Let me just say that that one little scene is kind of a perfect summation of my life.Read More »
Happy Pride, everybody!!! Who else is feeling their pink glow this month??
So, I have a bit of a confession to make. While I am definitely not a big fan of reality TV, I have a serious love/hate relationship with RuPaul’s Drag Race. I think that the show and fanbase have a number of glaring issues, largely pertaining to the fact that it has become so popular in recent years. Unlike the earlier seasons, where it felt like this underground celebration of all things gay and fabulous, it now feels more like just another reality competition show with forced drama and overproduced edits to make it more palatable to mass audiences (i.e., straight people.) HOWEVER, I still have to admit that I am so goddamn entertained every minute that I am watching it.
As a member of the LGBT+ community, I like to stay updated on what is current in gay media. I’m not the biggest fan of Ru himself, but I love watching the competing queens each season, seeing them grow as both people and performers as the weeks trudge on. Since we are eleven seasons into the show, of course there are some queens who are obviously there because they want a taste of that sweet sweet television screen time, but then there are others who I feel like are there because they truly want to share their beautiful art with the world. One of the girls from season 11 who fits into that latter mold is the season’s wonderfully weird winner herself: Yvie Oddly.Read More »
(Hello hello, apologies for the radio silence on here, life is weird and I’m weirder. I promise that I will be more consistent with posting, and I may even change things up a bit and occasionally post some prose and ideas for other personal projects on here! Thanks for being patient with this little froggie!)
Do you remember the first time a piece of horror made you lose countless nights of sleep? Because I sure as hell do.Read More »
We all have that one game that feels like home to us. You know what I’m talking about. The video game that we pick up once a year when we’re feeling a case of the nostalgia Sundays. That game that we have logged thousands of hours into over the course of ten years or more. That game that we will always come back to with open arms and a smile, no matter how primitive it looks or plays. Feeling cozy yet? Got your hot chocolate? Good, because today, we’re gonna be spending a little time with my “ride or die” game: Paper Mario and the Thousand Year Door (2004).
It’s time to dust off your old GameCube, because we’ve got crystal stars to collect, baby!Read More »