Scary Movies


In keeping with the spirit of Halloween, I thought a review of my all time favorite scary movies would be in order. My younger, more naive self was attracted to scary flicks like a moth to a flame.
The Brain That Wouldn't Die

1962. A young doctor in love and his girlfriend are involved in a horrible car wreck. She is decapitated. He grabs her head and takes it back to his laboratory where he finagles a series of tubes and wires to where her brain stays he just has to go look for a new body for her.

Janet Leigh (Jamie Lee Curtis' mom) absconds from her job with a briefcase full of money. She stops for the night at The Bates Motel and the rest is history.

Sweet Reagan...An innocent little girl possessed  by Satan. Scared the bejeebers out of me.
 Then there was "Damien". Another child who gave new meaning to the term "Little Devil".
The first "Alien" was scary enough but I got through it. I didn't get around to seeing Alien II. It started out with an anxious Sigourney Weaver lying on a hospital bed. The sound of a human heartbeat in the background was unmistakable. Suddenly it looked like a very restless alien wanted out of Sigourney's chest (or was it her abdomen?) Whatever. When the high pitched violin staccato began increasing in volume with each passing second - I was history. I recall picking up my handbag and quietly excusing myself before yet another the alien entered this world.
"Fatal Attraction" was shown to dramatically impact the decision-making of cheating men. Thank you Hollywood.

When I was young, warnings posted at the ticket booths admonishing potential viewers to reconsider seeing the featured film if you happened to be afflicted with heart disease, high blood pressure and/or seizure activity. Believe me, that warning to a teenager was like receiving a hand-engraved invitation.

I was warned with "The Last House on the Left". Circa 1972, it told the tale of two teenage girls that wound up getting kidnapped by four psycopathic, sadistic prison escapees. The violence in this film was over the top and the film was banned in the UK from 1984 - 2002, Singapore, Iceland, New Zealand, Norway, West Germany and for over 32 years in Australia.

The older, more mature me would not recommend this movie to anyone. It was that disgusting. But, I was seventeen years old and on a date with another seventeen year old and we were both into getting scared out of our wits. I ended up passing out cold in the movie theater. Literally lost consciousness. Fainted.We didn't stay to see the end.

When I got home, I called my best friend, Maureen. I described to her in detail just how nasty this movie was and my response to it. She just had to go see it and since I had no idea how it ended we decided to go to the next weekend's matinee. There was no way that I would see it at night again. I may not have been the sharpest teenager in the world but I was aware of my limitations.

So, on my second viewing, I braced myself for the grossest parts, closed my eyes and repeated ... "it's just a movie, it's just a movie".

Then, during the same scene where I passed out in the theater the week before, Maureen barfed. It wasn't pretty.

I never did get to see the end but I got over it.

"The Sound of Music" Sing-Along Event


Today is "The Sound of Music Sing-Along" at a local movie theater and I really want to go ... but so far, despite the fact that I think it would be a scream to sit in the dark singing along with strangers,  I have not been able to stir up even a squinch of interest from my peers.

Here are just a few of the lame comments and/or excuses...
  • "I don't know any of the words."
  • "I've never seen it"
  • "I wash my hair on Tuesdays."
  • "Sounds stupid."
  • "I'll be working"
  • "Why?" 
  • "There is no way in Hell" - (that comment came from my sweet husband)
Normally, I feel very comfortable in going to see a movie by myself, in fact there are times that I prefer it that way but belting out a rousing version of  "My Favorite Things" alone ...just seems...weird.

As a final attempt to generate a little enthusiasm around this once in a lifetime event, my plan is to Facebook this post and see if I can get anybody to bite. It starts at 6:30pm in Plano at The Cinemark Legacy Theater.

Cigar- Guy


Daily Mail photographer, Mark Pain did not so much as flinch when he steadied himself for this shot at The Ryder Cup.
As Tiger's golf ball was making a line-drive towards his camera, a final click of the shutter captured this amazing shot before the camera lens was shattered by the ball.

I would have thought that both photography and golf-enthusiasts would promote this photo as remarkable but no. The fact is that this photo did not gain its notoriety for the subject or the amazing camera shot but instead, the photo 'went viral' because of a spectator...
Simply known as "Cigar Guy". He is everywhere. Due to his distinctive features, turban and big-ass cigar, he has gained a cult status following of his own. Only in America. I love it.

Singing Along


Mystery Science Theater
So, I'm sitting in my local movie theater the other day enduring the pre-movie slide presentation when I notice amongst the ads for local dentists, realtors and laser hair removal salons, an invitation to "Come Sing-Along with Julie Andrews and The Sound of Music!"

OK. Let me get this straight. As a special one-night event, the movie theater is going to show the original "The Sound of Music" starring Julie Andrews. Everyone is invited to come and sing-along!

Don't get me wrong - I'm the first one to admit that I love a good sing-along (There's the Bathroom on the Right) but I am having a little trouble wrapping my head around sitting in the dark, surrounded by other strange singers,  and bursting out into..."Climb Every Mountain..."

Cringing at the thought of a crowd singing their own versions of "Edelweiss...", I understand that the lyrics will be displayed on the movie screen - thank God for small favors. Hopefully, the words will be spelled phonetically.

My question is...Who will get the party started?

I, for one have a hard time imagining that if I attended this screening, I would be the first confident sing-along-er to belt out, "The hills are alive, with the sound of, la, la, la...." at full volume.

Will there be a leader? Someone in the front of the theater with a  little stick in their hand to help everyone with the tempo, perhaps?

At first, I blew off the notion of attending this event. Who in their right mind would want to sit in the dark with a bunch of strangers and sing? And then it hit me. OMG. It would be hysterical!

My plan is to call the theater to find out when it's showing and recruit other singers to join me. I can't do this one alone.

Paranoid in South America

Anticipating travel to South America was both exciting and scary. Admittedly, reports of muggings, kidnappings and police corruption go...