Welcome back to Recommendation Roulette, our monthly post where the bois talk about what they’ve done for the month and would share with the world! We hope everyone had a spooky season and we’ll see you all on the next recommendation next month.
My Year of Rest and Relaxation – Book
If ever there was a book that was almost too perfectly suited for quarantine reading, this would be it. “My Year of Rest and Relaxation” by Otessa Moshfegh is a story about a young woman who has become dissatisfied with all aspects of her life: her job, her best friend, her on-again-off-again boyfriend. In an attempt to numb the pain of her daily existence and give her life the hard reset she feels she needs, she takes prescription drugs to make her sleep for an entire year. In a pre-quarantine world, this scenario sounds like the ideal break from reality that a lot of us feel like we need after being endlessly bombarded with the mundanity of our day-to-day lives. Having been mandated to live out the “year of rest and relaxation” for almost 8 months now, it’s not all that it’s cracked up to be.
This book’s core concept is one that certainly hits close to home right now given the state of the world, but even in a pre-quarantine world, her descent into depression and self-loathing is easy to identify with if you find yourself in a similar mindset, despite how intentionally unlikable she is written to be. Her barely conscious stumbles through her new daily routine is a lot more eventful than a story about someone sleeping in for an entire year sounds like it would be. There is a film adaptation set to be directed by Yorgos Lanthimos, though no further steps have been announced. “My Year of Rest and Relaxation” may feel too close to home for a lot of people to want to read right now, especially if your quarantine has made you feel too trapped in your own thoughts, but it is a worthy read despite having possibly the worst final page of a good book that I’ve ever read.
Holy Calamavote – TV
Run the Jewels, arguably one of the best hip hop groups making music today, released their new album RTJ4, just a few months ago. It is without a doubt the best album of the year. A few weeks ago they teamed up with Adult Swim for Holy Calamavote, a TV special aiming to encourage people to vote in the upcoming election. Run the Jewels performed the entirety of their new album as Eric Andre hosted the telethon-inspired event. This is one of the best musical performances I’ve ever seen on video, and thoroughly demonstrates just how immensely talented Killer Mike and El-P are. The best part: the whole thing is available for FREE right now on Youtube!
Road Games – Movie
Do you like Australia? Do you like road movies? Do you like a MURDER MOST FOUL!? If so, “Road Games” may be the best 1980’s Hitchcockian horror you’ve never heard of. An Ausploitation favorite of Tarantino’s and form the director of horror cult idols such as “Psycho II” and “Patrick”, Richard Franklin’s “Road Games” follow Stacy Keach as a trucker driving a supply of meat to Perth. He soon gets involved in a case of Rear Winow-y shenanigans when he suspects a mysterious van driver along the route may be involved in a recent string of serial killings. Throw in Jamie Lee Curtis as a hitchhiker and you’ve got a truly lost gem in horror history waiting for it’s resurgence in the vein of “Black Christmas” or other hidden treasures. Filled to the brim with suspense, laughs, sexual tension, and stunning cinematography, even if you don’t like the film, you’ll leave wanting to replace your dog with a dingo.
Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day – Anime
Anohana is a sad, melancholy story about friends that drifted apart, came back together, and then moved on with their lives. When they were kids, one of their friends died. Years later, her ghost reappears to one of them saying that she needs her wish granted to be reincarnated but she doesn’t remember her wish. This is such a beautiful story about what pain and loss can do to people and how holding in your feelings can hurt multiple friends. No matter how close you were, or are, to someone you’ll never understand what they’re truly going through. When you reach the final episode you’ll be left in an emotional puddle and cry yourself to sleep.