Happy New Year!
I had an excellent New Year's celebration. I was supposed to work until 8, but when I got to work I found out that the store was closing two hours early and nobody had thought to let the grooming department know. Fortunately we had scheduled any late appointments. We're also apparently opening late tomorrow, but also fortunately, we hadn't scheduled any early morning appointments either. So it was good news all around.
I went home and made myself a delicious dinner (mmm...mushrooms). Then I had a bad movie marathon! It was awesome. I watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer, the feature film. Frankly all you Buffyphiles, it is nothing short of miraculous that Joss Wedon convinced someone to let him make a TV show after that. Count yourselves lucky. Although I did like Proto-Giles and Proto-Xander. It was cheezetastic.
Then I watched everyone's favorite classic, The Blob! Ooh, scary. Just as scary as you always knew it would be. This was of course the original 1958 version. There was a Blob, and an irritating small child and a dog and a cast of teenagers whose characters were blatantly ripped off from West Side Story. I have yet to figure out why. Also there was a police force who apparently deemed it their job to credit every murder call they got to kids playing pranks and trying to make them look bad. Because it would look bad if the police took a reported murder even remotely seriously.
At the end they froze the Blob with fire extinguishers and dumped it in the arctic. "We'll be safe as long as the arctic stays frozen." The End...? As if we needed another reason to fear Global Warming. When those ice caps melt the Blob will be free! I'm sure they played that up in a satisfactorily heavy handed manner in the 1988 remake which I did not watch, sadly. You can only take so much Blob in one evening.
The final feature of the evening was Anne Francis, starring in 'Forbidden Planet!' I sang a lot. The movie was mostly nonsensical and ended with a confusing heavy handed sort of message about the darkness within men's souls. But not in women's souls, because women are ditzy as hell and have no needs or desires or emotions until they meet some random guy (or guys in this case) who all try to get into her very short pants. Then they just want to do whatever the guy says. It was so inspirational. The people of Seattle rang in the new at about the same time as the lame third guy discovered the cryptic secret of the alien technology and the mysterious deaths. Oooh! Sends shivers down your spine doesn't it? Still though, the special effects were pretty awesomely neon, and Robbie the Robot now holds a special place in my heart.
Over the course of the evening I drank my way through an entire bottle of Martinelli's Sparkling Cider. Frankly, the only thing that could have improved it was if
lornelover was here to enjoy the B-movie awesomness.
I went home and made myself a delicious dinner (mmm...mushrooms). Then I had a bad movie marathon! It was awesome. I watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer, the feature film. Frankly all you Buffyphiles, it is nothing short of miraculous that Joss Wedon convinced someone to let him make a TV show after that. Count yourselves lucky. Although I did like Proto-Giles and Proto-Xander. It was cheezetastic.
Then I watched everyone's favorite classic, The Blob! Ooh, scary. Just as scary as you always knew it would be. This was of course the original 1958 version. There was a Blob, and an irritating small child and a dog and a cast of teenagers whose characters were blatantly ripped off from West Side Story. I have yet to figure out why. Also there was a police force who apparently deemed it their job to credit every murder call they got to kids playing pranks and trying to make them look bad. Because it would look bad if the police took a reported murder even remotely seriously.
At the end they froze the Blob with fire extinguishers and dumped it in the arctic. "We'll be safe as long as the arctic stays frozen." The End...? As if we needed another reason to fear Global Warming. When those ice caps melt the Blob will be free! I'm sure they played that up in a satisfactorily heavy handed manner in the 1988 remake which I did not watch, sadly. You can only take so much Blob in one evening.
The final feature of the evening was Anne Francis, starring in 'Forbidden Planet!' I sang a lot. The movie was mostly nonsensical and ended with a confusing heavy handed sort of message about the darkness within men's souls. But not in women's souls, because women are ditzy as hell and have no needs or desires or emotions until they meet some random guy (or guys in this case) who all try to get into her very short pants. Then they just want to do whatever the guy says. It was so inspirational. The people of Seattle rang in the new at about the same time as the lame third guy discovered the cryptic secret of the alien technology and the mysterious deaths. Oooh! Sends shivers down your spine doesn't it? Still though, the special effects were pretty awesomely neon, and Robbie the Robot now holds a special place in my heart.
Over the course of the evening I drank my way through an entire bottle of Martinelli's Sparkling Cider. Frankly, the only thing that could have improved it was if
lornelover was here to enjoy the B-movie awesomness.