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Confessions Of The Archivist (2003)
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Fiction Review by The Drug Stuffed Corpse
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02.24.09
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Patrick Lestewka
Raymond Ward is a melancholy film student in a small, northern Canadian town. He is an outsider teased by his classmates and bullied by his father who believes his son's notions of a filmmaking career to be shortsighted immaturity. After failing his film course Ray's tiny, introverted world collapses upon itself. That is until he receives a package from The Archivist. Changes in your psychological makeup are unavoidable when a stranger begins sending you snuff films; the metamorphosis accelerates when you assimilate, and then appreciate the atrocities flickering by at 28 frames-per-second.
The Archivist is a man with a dark purpose. He has been charged by the ubiquitous evil that is the yin to the antithetical yang of of goodness. Every month The Archivist must traverse the globe to find, torture and kill a person chosen randomly. The act must be filmed and the regiment must be strictly abided by. What plans does The Archivist have for poor Raymond?
Lestewka is an impressive new talent with a dark, mordant sense of humour and a need to incite. His words are vivid in his description of human carnage; Lestewka dives headfirst into the inner workings of human anatomy and in depraved revery tunnels through our viscous mechanisms in a quest for a slow, lingering death. Confessions Of The Archivist is intelligently written hardcore horror whereby the butchery compliments rather than detracts from the story's impetus. I look forward to to seeing much more from Lestewka...
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Rating: nan out of 10.0 - votes cast total
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