SCENE NICK STORY
I decided to stick my oar in at this one, seeing as a fair amount of
others had done a similar thing ..... ! Hold tight !
So whereabouts did the name of Felice actually come from, and why did it
come to me as being my scene nick ? Well, the story started during one
year, my own personal "annus horriblis" in the year of 1990.
From what I recall of this time, the year started off pretty badly, coming
to November when it all exploded in quite a bloody climax. I was working
for a fairly well-known UK supermarket chain called Tesco. Whether things
in relation to them have changed since then, I very much doubt it. The
management in control of this particular store in Bedford, the town at
which I have the unfortunate experience to even be born there at the
dumbass hospital (fellow sceners may well recall the story about the
hospital's bodies on the floor scandal, that broke in the mainstream press
worldwide in January of 2001. Anyway, back to the people in management,
well, to be frank with you all (and no disrespect is intended to any
German people reading this article) but this particular group of managers
can safely be compared to the Nazis. In a lot of cases, their attitudes
were even worse !
I started at the store in late September 1989. Things went on fairly well
- being on duty as a trolley-collector was quite fun for the first few
weeks, until just before the beginning of December. This time was the
first of many experiences of bullying from the manager in charge of the
checkouts, an italian bitch going by the name of Iovinelli. Experiences
with other managers, male and female, later on, were to enrage me more and
Christmas 1989 came and went, with me being forced to give up on a holiday
during that period which had originally been booked by my parents.
Apparently, since I hadn't at that time worked more than 12 months there I
wasn't entitled to any holiday whatsoever, paid or unpaid.
So the year of 1990 started off with me feeling rather annoyed, jaded,
depressed, call it what you will. Later on that year, after more bullying
and generally shitty behaviour from the management, it all came to a head
during the November of that year when, following a big argument with
members of the management team (3 of whom ended up having to go to
hospital as a result of the argument turning physical) I got fired (no
surprises there) and basically took out my reaction to that on as many
members of the management team who were around at that time.
A fair time before I even joined Tesco, even before leaving school, a film
was shown during March of 1987 as a television premiere. The film itself
was called 'Escape From Sobibor' and starred several actors and actresses,
one of whom I found so intriguing I began to start collecting her entire
film library (which I still do even today if/when I see movies of hers
that I haven't got). The actress concerned is the Polish actress and
beauty, known as Joanna Pacula. Along with Rutger Hauer (the Netherlands'
most famous export), Alan Arkin, Hartmut Becker (known mainly to German
people) and Jack Shepherd, the film itself made an important point to me
that, even now, it still sometimes comes through as a reference point in
totally unrelated situations.
In 1988, Joanna starred in a horror movie which was released in the UK in
quite late 1990. After getting more interested in her, having had more
free time since getting fired from Tesco I was finally able to pick up a
copy of the film on video. That film was called "The Kiss" and also
starred another actress who, in more recent times, has become a personal
email friend as a result of finding my website devoted to both her and
Joanna. The US actress is Meredith Salenger. I guess most of you will
recall my earlier articles about her that were written for Maggie years
ago, back in 1992/93 time to be more exact.
Joanna's character in "The Kiss" was a mystery European aunt who turns up
in the US to visit her sister's family. The name of the aunt - Felice.
Basically, as the story goes in the film, Felice wants to give Amy a "kiss
of death" to pass on a being to a new host, before expiring herself as
seen in the film. Fortunately for Amy, things don't pass off in quite that
The character of Felice in the film was portrayed as being a strong and
bizarre zombie-type being who, despite having been "killed" as a child at
the age of 7 had returned shortly after being given the bite herself under
similar circumstances to being undead. Whilst that part of it doesn't
apply in general to my nick, the sheer amount of violence that she was
capable of reminded me, in a certain way, of what had happened at the
supermarket when I worked there.
When life on the Atari scene kicked off for me fully from early 1992
onwards through meeting up with no less than CiH at the Wellingborough
Atari club meetings of old, I started to write for Maggie, then requiring
articles for the now-infamous issue number ten. On thinking of a handle to
use, after a fair bit of thought, I came to choose this particular one.
It's quite a sad story, I know, but one of the central themes is that no
matter who you are, you have no right to stand for shit, particularly when
it is being caused by people who have no interest in you apart from to see
you suffer for whatever they have done. As a result, I am quite cautious
when it comes to dealing with people in general, however, whilst there
have been one or two idiots I have had to deal with since then, I can
safely say that 99% of the people I come across in pleasure and work
situations are generally fine.