My take on Jackie Claxton takes the local superhero into darker territory where the stakes are higher. What price does she pay when she wishes for a normal life? Can she use lethal force to deal with a non-demonic entity? And how are the Five Furies involved. Find out in jackie Claxton: Dark Universe on Olelo ch. 53 or this link:
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My short film, “Kelly Deerdale:Naturist” has been retitled, “Kelly Deerdale: A Nudist Story” is now available on Amazon Prime. But here’s some inside info.
This film will later be compiled in a nudist film set which will include many nudist classics like “Elysia, Valley of the Nude,” “Garden of Eden” and “Unashamed.”
Admittedly many of these films had to be re-edited to pass censorship on Amazon, but the rules are not clearly defined. Some films are uncut, and some have just the bare bones cropped out . . . okay not literally.
But here’s the deal. If enough curious nudists watch these films, then there is a chance for a demand to upload them uncensored, AND WITH BETTER COVER MODELS.
Due to my own budget restraints, my own poster is lost on a broken hard drive I can’t afford to retreive. And though I have access to models, I will have to coordinate photo shoots with hair and makeup. The advantage is I have the beautiful backdrop of Hawaii to simulate the resorts and look of the films that we are presenting.
So without further ado, please watch or re-watch “Kelly Deerdale: A Nudist Story” and post a review on Amazon or IMDB.com. Click on the link below.
Pictured above are 1000 words on our club.
The Oahu Sun Club admittedly is not a family club but it promotes non-sexual naturism, pool parties and an annual cruise.
Personally, I’ve not met enough naturist families to justify a family nudist club, but there are some individuals interested in promoting such events. The community being what it is, may disagree. Is there anyone out here willing to take that chance? I don’t know. I admit I do miss the family environment.
Going on this cruise was very enlightening for me. I’ve seen skinnydippers along the beach before, but this was the first time with so many people. Most nude beaches I’ve been to have a small population, mostly older Caucasian men. Not so with this club. And the diversity was beautiful. It just occurred to me, I hadn’t really experienced it like this before, and my life is all the richer for it.
I didn’t grow up with Marvel Comics. I was a DC fan because their characters were more iconic. It was their larger-than-life qualities that inspired me when I was young. I avoided Marvel not because of the quality of their comics, but because of the arrogant, holier-than-thou attitudes of Marvel Comics fans, which dominated fandom in Hawaii.
Flash forward 20 years later, and Marvel Comics has dominated the movie scene, directed by A-List directors whose other films I loved. And I started getting into Marvel . . finally. I also give credit to Robert Downey, Jr. and John Favreau whose improvisational techniques brought new innovation to the genre.
I became a fan of the X-Men films, yes, even the bad ones, and I started loving the new trilogy despite the fact that Havoc joined before Cyclops. I’m not attached to the characters enough to care about continuity.
And in recent years we have Deadpool and later Logan, and all of a sudden Marvel fans are lauding this era as a golden age of comic book cinema, as though this is the next “Citizen Kane” and “Casablanca.”
To quote my best friend in high school whenever I defended my DC favorites, “Bullshit.”
I grew up during the advent of Frank Miller’s “Dark Knight Returns” and the launch of DC’s Vertigo line. I’ve seen mature, well rounded characters and innovative, cinematic storytelling techniques devolve into dark, gritty, ultra-violent self-absorbed melodrama. And now I’m seeing the same in modern cinema, and I’m sick and tired of this overrating bullshit. I’ve read enough comics and criticism to know the difference.
I liked “Deadpool,” but all he did was make a bunch of clever wisecracks. These are what we call “parlor tricks,” not enough to make me believe it’s cinematic art.
When he finally offs the villain, I was totally unconvinced he “wouldn’t heal from that.” He didn’t bother explaining it, nor did he try to justify why he did it. You can argue, that was the point. It’s dark humor. Well, I’ve seen better. And it didn’t convince me he wasn’t any better than a super-villain, which he is a parody of in the first place.
As for Logan, another movie I liked and I happen to love dark violent movies. I applauded the scene where she rolls out the decapitated head of on of her would-be assassins. However, there was no character arc for this bad-ass little girl who from all the evidence in the film WAS A PERFECTLY HEALTHY GIRL. Albeit one proficient in defending herself with no qualms whatsoever. This is a strength, and could be a character flaw, but it wasn’t.
She begins the film as a nonverbal character, so you assume she has a form of autism, only to find out she was faking it the whole time. She had been trained to be a killer, but she shows compassion for her nanny and her father, Logan. So there’s clearly no inner conflict. When Logan confronts her about her killing, she replies, “They were bad people.”
And that’s it.
Logan claims she will be haunted by all the men she’d killed.
She never was. She saw no ghosts, heard no voices, nor did the idea that these bad Ravagers or Reavers, whatever, had families of their own. She does what she is trained to do, and the world, this cinematic universe, is better for it.
And on a side note, despite being Mexican, she and her other friends, who were raised in Mexico had no accents.
These friends of hers are supposed to be trained killers too, and that was realized brilliantly in the final battle, but then what? No one’s there to teach them any sort of humanity, so we are left to assume they have none when they are threatened. But they are a family within themselves, so that’s pretty much all they need.
As for Lara/X-23, sure she shows compassion to her father in his final scene (slight spoiler here), but she’s quoting a western she saw. So does she really mean it? We are led to believe she does, but she’s never had any problems expressing herself before.
And then there’s the red shirt deaths of major characters. I don’t even read X-Men, but I felt cheated seeing that.
Overall, it was a good film but not a great one. And I applaud the western take on the story, which felt like a “What If?” story, or “Elseworlds’ story. Something that needs to be done to show non-comic book readers we’re not all power fantasy nerds. We are creative power fantasy nerds.
I would like to compare these films to a DC Comics equivalent, but their films appear to be written by eighth boys who can’t read. Their animated films are good though, and I loved “The Judas Contract.”
I work in indie films, and once in a while I’ll encounter cinema snobs who won’t be caught dead watching a comic book movie. I read their reviews all the time. One even went so far to say that comic book movies are actually “dumbed up” from the source material, because no one can possibly take the funny pages seriously.
I hope that Marvel films will produce something that proves them wrong. But when fans don’t know the difference between gratuitous violence and strong character development, it doesn’t make me feel hopeful.
Being a naturist in Hawaii in the 21st century, I have experienced a complete turnaround in my nudist attifude, because of one single factor.
There are girls here.
Give you a little bit of history. I used to run a nudist club called the Hawaii Skinnydippers in the 90s. Since then, I’ve been to Lupin, Laguna Del Sol, Terra Cotta, Glen Eden and Olive Dell. But those latter resorts were only a few day visits. And in my local clubs, I was the youngest male with only three other female members all over the age of 50. So I gave it up for a long time, because I simply didn’t belong there socially.
Until only recently, let’s say the past five years, I’ve maybe met about 7 female nudists between the ages of 18 and 25. I’ve brought a date to naked parties twice. But since most female nudists are in regular office or retail jobs, not too many artists like myself, I never had much in common with them. So I never dated a nudist.
Then the Oahu Sun Club happened. The OAS is an 18+ club that hosts naked parties for adults only. Some nudists don’t agree with that, and have even refused to meet with me once they find out I attend their parties.
Their loss. At his club, I was surrounded by beautiful, artist/entreprenuerial types for the first time. It wasn’t difficult to adjust at first. Yes, we are expected to be respectful, and I always am. And the first couple of years, most of the girls there were simply too young for me.
Then, the crowd started to grow through the years, and so did the amount of “beautiful people,” and by beautiful, I mean inside and out. And some were artists, actors, singers, show biz folks like myself. There were also entrepreneurs, self starters, the kind of people I admire.
But I’m basically a shy person, so I hold back a lot. I’m always respectful, always ask for consent before a simple hug. Though now, there’s an added layer of attraction. Of excitement, both physically and emotionally. And I didn’t know how to deal with these feelings, as it could get overwhelming.
It got me thinking, would things have been different if I were much younger, surrounded by beautiful nude women? My code of behavior wouldn’t change, but my feelings would be even stronger, and I’d be fighting back raging hormones and all kinds of conflicting emotions. I mean, I would be attracted to a naked girl’s body but not her personality? How do I deal with that?
The sad thing is, I’ve never had to until now, when I’m in my 40s. I’ve never been physically attracted to a nudist woman until the Sun Club. So this is a new dynamic I need to explore within myself. After all, this is an era of enlightened attitudes toward dating.
How do young nudist men deal with feelings.
And then I asked the millenial nudists their take on family naturism with all this in mind. Can these young men and women handle being around naturist children as well.
Some told me yes, but by and large many told me no. Many of these millennial nudists weren’t crazy about the idea of family naturism. And though I’ve been told the Sun Club is 18+ only for liability reasons, the truth is, every nudist in Hawaii is running scared of the idea of a family naturist club. We’re just too chicken to put it out there.
Nudists outside of Hawaii have told me that teen naturists are indoctrinated and trained to be respectful, and every single one of them told me that as teens they were left alone with another boy or girl, and nothing inappropriate ever happened.
Is this generation any different? I don’t know for sure, but from what I’ve observed at Olive Dell, the kids stick to their own crowd and any interactions with adults is very respectful. They may tease, but children and teens are well protected. And though there will be one or two troublemakers, they are quickly dealt with. I’ve heard of at least one girl who was banned at age 18, so there’s no free pass just cuz you’re some hormonal teen.
Given these factors, can we have a family naturist club in Hawaii, or do we stick to the adults only clubs which takes the teenage boy/girl factor out of the equation?
I hope Hawaii does produce a nudist entrepreneur willing to tackle this issue.
ClaxtonFest is a Hawaii-based Transmedia Festival showcasing stories of a girl and her power of teleportation that fights evil forces and saves souls.
Created by Jeff Katts, “Jackie Claxton” is an open source character and filmmakers are invited every year to do their own take on the character.
The basic premise is the Jackie Claxton is a normal young woman (or teenage girl when she begins her career), chosen by the Archangel Scylencia to assist souls in need. She and her compadres Jalynn and Melinda are known as “Inciters.”
On the other end of the spectrum are the demonic “Inducers,” led by Cadence Sorenson and the demoness Helyssia. Adding more mayhem to the mix are the Five Furies, tricksters and/or succubi depending on the storyteller.
In “The Friendzone Demon,” Tyler Chang conjures the Fury Catolyn in order to share the pain he felt from all the women in his life putting him in the “friendzone.”
In an early draft, Chang compares the “Friend Zone” to the fictional “Phantom Zone” from Superman comics.
One is a endless void of infinite pain and suffering, cut off from the physical world and immersed in a gutwrenching, soulless journey into oblivion. The other is a fictional creation in a comic book.
Unbeknownst to him, sharing the pain of his “friendzone” has tragic consequences. All of his female friends end up killing their boyfriends in mid-coitus, then cutting off either their fingers or toes and shoving them up their asses.
Did Chang know this would happen? Does he care?
Like all men, he very likely did not. Men are extremely self-absorbed in their pursuit of intimacy, and often the pursuit of love masked as the pursuit of hot sex, of what they imagine a fantastic active sex life to be, because they see it from the outside. They have seen their friends grow and evolve as a result of their sexually active lives, and they can see the stagnation in their own sexless existence.
So should he blamed for his feelings? I think not.
It’s perfectly normal to feel anger, to feel rage, and when one finally acknowledges it’s their own inadequacies that prevent them from achieving their goals, it’s normal to want to lash out in anger.
But should he be blamed for his actions, even if he didn’t directly kill anyone?
That is a judgment an inducer like Jackie Claxton must make in this short film. But what does it mean to lose one’s soul? When one is beyond redemption?
ClaxtonFest plays on:
Thursday, September 29th, 2016
Ward Consolidated Theatre
7:00pm screening only
$15.00 admission / $12.00 (17 & under
Tickets are sold at the door
No pre-sale tickets