movies

End of Summer, Divine

Infinite Summer ended early for me this year. I haven’t read much lately, aside from the first 400 pages of IJ and an electronic copy of Ask Dr. Mueller I found on OpenLibrary.

I’ve been on a little bit of a John Waters kick. Female Trouble is a movie I need to remember to watch anytime I’m in a bad mood. All I need to see is Divine dancing down the street to feel better.

13 1/2 murders + 1,423 laughs

Student Bodies (1981) Long before the Scary Movie franchise started, there was this movie. Student Bodies (1981) was a childhood favorite of mine. I’d watch it over and over, giggling my butt off every time. To my delight, Amazon Instant has it available. I found myself reciting some of the lines when I watched it last night, approx. 30 years after I’ve last seen it. I didn’t laugh as much as I did when I was a ten-year-old, but I was still amused by the silly jokes. sigh. It was a nice, stupid walk down memory lane for me. How about you? Remember this one?

This Year’s Christmas

I took down my last post (re:end of 2012) because it was lame.

I wish I could write an interesting post about my Christmas, but I’m drawing a blank. For once, it was a pleasant one: A Build-Your-Own Grand Slam at Denny’s for lunch, Django Unchained in the afternoon. When you’re childless and single, I think the best Christmas is a non-Christmas. Breakfast food and Tarantino movies make me happy. And what doesn’t scream CHRISTMAS more than exaggerated pre-Civil War violence and the n-word repeated 110 times in three hours? –I kid, I kid.

In the evening, my young niece and nephew in California showed off their new toys to me via Skype. After they were done, I opened the presents they wrapped and mailed to me. One of the gifts they gave me was Dr. Seuss’ Did I Ever Tell You How Lucky You Are? It’s a hardcover and I plan on slapping it against my forehead whenever I need to be reminded of my good fortune.

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I hope your Christmas was everything you wanted to be, and that you were able to have a moment to remember how lucky you are…

Nobody puts Baby in a corner…but they do put him in adult-sized diapers!


I’ve been in a rather dark mood lately. So, when Netflix suggested the category ‘Horror Movies from the 1970′s’ in my queue, I thought, Oh Netflix! You just looked right into my eyes and saw the depths of my soul!

In honor of my birthday, I decided to watch something from the year I was born. The first one I watched was Tales That Witness Madness. While the scene with Joan Collins getting mauled to death by a tree did put smile on my face, what really warmed the cockles of my heart was the discovery of The Baby.

I vaguely remember trying to watch The Baby sometime in the early 80′s when I was a kid. It was re-run on a local TV station and the cattle prod scene freaked me out enough to get me to change the channel. As an adult, I can now appreciate the humor of this twisted shit. Thank you, Netflix, for bringing this masterpiece back into my life!

Tina, Bring Me The Axe!

Having my DVD player go tits-up has given me a good excuse to dust off the collection of movies I have on VHS. The first movie I watched, “Mommie Dearest”, brought back memories of my childhood not because my mother beat me but because once this movie hit cable, I watched it every chance I got.

I vaguely remember seeing the trailers for this movie on TV. I was about eight or nine when it came out. The commercials on TV made it seem like it was a horror movie to me and that’s what I thought I was watching–a cheesy, outlandish horror movie. Which, if you think about it, it really was (and still is) on so many levels.

There’s really nothing I can say about this movie that hasn’t already been said. Now get back to scrubbing the bathroom. Look at this floor. Do you call that clean? Do you?

Links:
Mommie Dearest at badmovies.org
Mommie Dearest (Hollywood Royalty/Special Collector’s Edition)
Mommie Dearest (book)Biographies & Memoirs) by Christina Crawford