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Martians, Vampires, Prank Phone Calls, It’s Sunday Cinema!

How about a Cinema Sunday post?  I have not watched that many movies today, but I have not done a whole lot else either.  I went running, I went shopping (grocery and other), I made a salad and other stuff for this week’s lunches, I cooked a nice dinner for Steven and me.  Perhaps this will be a rambling post, more of a Scattered Sunday.

While I was chopping and mixing, Steven put in Signs (2002).  Back when I used to like M Night Shyamalan movies.  But let’s not get into that right now.  I have not seen any of his recent stuff.

I just flashed on the Roger Miller “Hat” song, “Hey, Kid, where’d you get the Lid?”

After Signs, Steven let me pick, and I chose Dracula (1931).  It is more atmospheric than plot-driven, but I gotta love me some Bela Lugosi and Dwight Frye.

Ooh, those eyes!

I have to say, though, the movie does not chug right along, the way I like a movie too.  What can I say?  It’s just my taste in theatre.  After a highly respected classic, I wanted to watch a William Castle movie, which one might argue is a classic of a different sort (although I am no hand at argument).  We decided on I Saw What You Did.  It’s silly fun.  Of course, these days it is not so easy to make prank phone calls.  I never could make them successfully; people always recognize my voice.  But at least Joan Crawford never yelled at me!

I’d sure as hell go!

Now we are looking at Snapped while I make this blog post, but I’m not loving the episode on now.  I wonder if I could talk Steven into House on Haunted Hill.

When I was done screaming, I’d ask him for a few diet tips.

 

Sunday Cinema

I think I am going to change my Sunday feature to Sunday Cinema, because our favorite thing to do on Sunday is to watch movies.  We have been enjoying a few flicks today, and I will list them, with illustrations.

Hugging with eyes open is, of course, movie and TV shorthand for being up to no good.

We DVR’d The Bad Seed some time ago (oh, Sept. 9, according to this poster I found on Facebook) and finally got around to watching it today.  What a disappointment!  We are longtime fans of the 1956 movie with Patty McCormick, although we have problems with that one too.  I may write an entire blog post about it, but, um, not today.

Check out the psycho eyes!

Next Steven suggested we watch Murder on the Orient Express (1974), because yesterday was Agatha Christie’s birthday and today is Lauren Bacall’s.  We have yet to catch the 2017 remake of that. Rats!  This could have been Remake Sunday!  It lacks alliteration, but I like it.

There’s the birthday girl, with another favorite of ours, Albert Finney (I don’t know who the fellow in the background is, although the one cut off is Martin Balsam).

Next I got to pick and I chose Psycho (1960), because it is a Halloween movie.

“We all go a little mad sometimes.”

After Psycho I put on Snapped, but Steven preferred to watch another movie.  He decided to continue the Agatha Christie theme with Witness for the Prosecution (1957).  I am delighted to see this old favorite again.

Two more of my favorites: Elsa Lanchester and Charles Laughton.

So now I must stop blogging and go back to movie viewing. After all, it is Agatha Christie.  Happy Sunday, everyone.

 

Pop in a Movie; You’ll Feel Better

The movie is not nearly as lurid as the poster.

Yes, it is another Cheesy Movie Sunday.  I guess I never declared that as a category, but I do often watch movies on Sunday and my favorites are the cheesy ones, so…  My only regret is the lack of alliteration, but I can’t worry about that now.  My husband, Steven, and I began our day with a couple of Mohawk Valley adventures, which may form the subject of articles for Mohawk Valley Living magazine or future blog posts. Now we are comfortably home, in sweats, and watching movies.  We began with The Screaming Skull (1958), which I believe I wrote a blog post about at some point.

The movie is on our DVD collection of 50 Horror Classics.  Attack of the Giant Leeches (1959) was on the same disc, so we continued with that.

They don’t even show the Victor Buono-looking guy.

I thought one character in the movie looked like Victor Buono, who played Bette Davis’ father in Hush… Hush, Sweet Charlotte (1964).  I might have liked to go on to that one, but I was more into shorter movies today.  That is one virtue of your really cheesy features: they are in general short.  We did want something that moved a little faster, and Steven suggested Plan 9 from Outer Space (1959).  Say what you will about this movie, it is NOT the worst ever made. It holds your interest and moves right along.  I say, go, Ed Wood Jr.!

What’s not to like?

As you may have guessed, I am into Halloween movies.  Well, the Halloween season does begin after Labor Day, does it not?  It does in my house.

What’s a big ugly ape gotta do to get a date in this town?

We are continuing our viewing adventures with King Kong (1933).  What will come next?  Who cares!  Tomorrow’s Monday; I’m having fun today!

Full disclosure: I do not feel THIS bad about it.

 

All Wet on Wednesday

Feeling yet unable to write a real post and noting that I did not indulge in a Monstrous Monday, I thought I would let a few of our creepy friends cheer me up a little.  Since I adore alliteration (see what I did there?), I declare today Watery Wednesday and I search for creatures from the deep.  Or even the shallow, to match my mind.

“Oh, THAT’S where I left my lady in a bathing suit!”

Who doesn’t love Creature from the Black Lagoon (1954)?  Oh, I suppose YOU don’t (you know who you are).  Julie Adams (pictured here with the green guy) (I’m guessing he’s green; the movie was black-and-white) is one of my Likes on Facebook.  She comes across as a very gracious lady.

“Am I interrupting?”

Less gracious but still all wet is the title character from JAWS (1975). I loves me some JAWS.

The alligator is off camera asking his agent why he isn’t in this shot.

This is Lake Placid (1999), a movie I really like.  I was looking for a shot of the alligator but could not find one.

My mood is, alas, not improving, so I shall close with a darker but still wet movie.  Carnival of Souls (1962) begins with a rather horrifying scene involving a muddy river.

 

The look on her face is about how I feel.

I got this shot from a Facebook page about the movie, https://www.facebook.com/carnivalofsouls1962/.  I like to give credit whenever I use it.

So it seems I am having a Wuss-out Wednesday after all.  These things happen to a daily blogger, at least to this one.  As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

 

Not Wrist, Random

I cannot possibly have a Wrist to Forehead Sunday today, because I have Monday off.  Don’t hate on me, those of you who must work.  I have worked plenty of Monday holidays in my life.  This does not mean I will make a decent blog post.  It has gotten hot and humid again, and we have been sitting in front of fans watching movies.  Get it?  We’re movie fans.  It must be bad joke Sunday.  Anyways, I downloaded a couple of movie pictures, so here we go.

This is pretty much as creepy as it looks, but not quite in the way you may think. If you indulge in commonplace thoughts.

Steven recently acquired Mr. Brooks (2007) from a cousin who was downsizing his movie collection.  I remember going to the theatre to see this movie.  I had forgotten it was as recently as 2007 (ooh, there’s a sign of age: eleven years ago is recent!  Oh, my grey hair and arthritis!).  It turns out I had forgotten a LOT about it, as had Steven.  We were fascinated!  I may have to write a whole blog post about the movie, although it was far from cheesy, which is my usual kind of movie to write about.

Since Mr. Brooks was rather intense and dark, we wanted something lighter for our second feature.  I suggested another we had not seen recently: Robin Hood: Men in Tights (1993).  My sister Cheryl gave us that DVD but for some reason it is not one we pop in a lot.  I love Cary Elwes (“Because, unlike other Robin Hoods, I have an English accent”).  Ooh, I just saw the connection between the two movies:  Kevin Costner starred in Mr. Brooks AND was the Robin Hood referred to in the parenthetical quote.

A straight arrow if ever there was one!

We disagreed briefly about our third feature but at last settled on The Big Chill (1983).  To me that is a Sunday night movie, and it has a great soundtrack.  Moreover, it features William Hurt and Kevin Costner, who were both in Mr. Brooks, in case you did not recognize them from the first picture.  Unfortunately, Kevin Costner plays the dead guy, and they cut all the flashback scenes he got to act in.  We only see him briefly as a lifeless body in the opening credits.

Wouldn’t you love to be hanging out with these guys?

So we didn’t really have a theme for our Sunday movies.  It’s too bad, because I could have gotten into a Severed Head Sunday.  Maybe next week.

 

More Halloween, Please!

I have a LOT of stuff I need to be getting done, but, you know, I have always had the damnedest time getting anything done on a Sunday.  I went to church and got a prayer shawl blessed for the mother of a friend.  I went grocery shopping with my husband.  I made spaghetti sauce for dinner, chopped vegetables and made salad for tomorrow’s lunch, and… OK, that was it.  And I am watching Halloween movies, so I can at least make a blog post with fun pictures.  We started cheesy with Horror Hotel (1960), featuring a young, fairly hot Christopher Lee.

Not the best shot of him, but a pretty creepy pic, I thought.

The movie was in one of our DVD horror collections. House on Haunted Hill was also on that disc.  Of course we have House on Haunted Hill (1959) on a disc all by itself, seeing as it is one of our all time favorites, but I suggested we go ahead and watch it on that disc, since it was already in the machine.

 

I loves me some Vincent Price.

Next Steven suggested Carnival of Souls (1962), a really trippy, well made, low budget, high suspense horror film.

It’s scary! And far from cheesy.

I got the picture from a cool Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/carnivalofsouls1962/.

And I have missed a bit of the movie while I made this post.  It hardly matters.  I will certainly watch this movie again.  I have declared it Halloween season in my household.  I figure if my fall allergies can kick in so early (and they certainly have!), I can enjoy the fun parts of fall as well.  It makes an excellent way to get through a Wrist to Forehead Sunday.

I can’t see where the poster resembles the movie, but you know I never pay much attention to these things.

Carnival of Souls ended before I hit publish, so I moved on to Night Tide (1961), which is on the same disc.

 

Me, Cary Grant and Boris Karloff

We are spending Sunday afternoon watching movies as we often do.  I tried to do a few useful things earlier:  I went to church, I did a load of laundry, I worked on the script for my murder mystery…  But I have never had much success in being useful on a Sunday.  I’m not much use the rest of the week either, so if you were taking a breath to point that out to me you can just exhale.

Where was I?  Ah yes, about to share a couple of pictures from today’s cinematographic viewing.  We started with Arsenic and Old Lace, just to watch something we don’t pop in as often as other movies we have.  I only wish Boris Karloff had played the character everybody keeps saying looks like Boris Karloff.  I love Boris Karloff.

I think a lot of folks could say this about their families.

I should have looked for a picture of Karloff.  Or I could watch a Boris Karloff movie next.  Right now, though, we are looking at His Girl Friday, just to continue the Cary Grant theme.  Rosalind Russell too, what a goddess!

Ralph Bellamy, too.

We pop in His Girl Friday more frequently, although it is not one of our real go-to movies.  We enjoy the rapid-fire dialogue.  I confess to a little envy when they have coffee with rum at lunch.  I haven’t had spiked coffee in a long time.

There’s our Boris!

Here’s our Karloff in Arsenic and Old Lace on Broadway in 1941.

OK, that’s three photos and over 250 words.  I’m going to call that OK on Wrist to Forehead Sunday.

 

Hitchcock to Betty White to Agatha Christie: It’s Wrist to Forehead Sunday

I pause in our movie watching (actually I have not paused the movie, I add in the interest of strict accuracy) to make my Wrist to Forehead Sunday post.  I am indeed about to swoon, from the head and humidity today.  I don’t care for extreme heat, especially wet, sticky heat, but never mind that.  I shall instead talk about the movies we have been watching, because I think I have pictures of all of them in my Media Library.

One of our all time favorites!

We began with Rear Window, an excellent movie to watch in the hot weather, because it takes place during a heat wave, in the days before air conditioning.  At least, before lots of people had air conditioning; I’m too hot and tired to look up when it was actually invented.

I think today was even too warm to enjoy riding around in a convertible, but these two seem to be having a fine time.

We continued the Alfred Hitchcock theme with It Takes a Thief, which also stars Grace Kelly, so it was kind of a Grace Kelly theme as well.  However, we did not continue with a theme, because we could not decide where to go next.  Finally Steven suggested Lake Placid, as a fun, entertaining movie, and I agreed.  We enjoyed it.

This is a shot of all the major characters. While still monster movie, I feel it is a character driven device.

 

Lake Placid is a silly movie with did not get a lot of critic love, but I think it has good characters and an involving plot.  I will say I think it is a cheap laugh to have Betty White saying vulgar cuss words, but that is really a small part of the flick.

I perhaps should have looked for a picture with more of the actors, but I do like this shot.

The last one we have watched so far was Evil Under the Sun, a star-studded Agatha Christie romp.  I do love my star-studded Agatha Christie movies.  Perhaps we will watch another one next.

If this has been a dull blog post, I apologize. However, it is really, really warm in here and I need to get this laptop off my lap. Happy Sunday, everyone.

 

These Are Not Movies to Swoon Over

And once again it’s Wrist to Forehead Sunday, the day I swoon onto a chaise lounge in a dramatic pose, because it’s all Just Too Much For Me To Bear.  Oh, OK, not really.  For one reason, I do not own a chaise lounge.  I did pose with one wrist on my forehead earlier, when I was singing to my husband, “You left me broken hearted! Blue since the day we parted!”  I loves me some ABBA.

Side note:  my husband has never left me broken hearted; I just had that song playing in my head, so I sang it. I do that sort of thing.

I could never get my hair to look like that.

Speaking of leaving somebody broken hearted, that is how Michael Douglas leaves Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction, the movie we are currently watching.  You can be psycho and broken-hearted at the same time, can’t you?

I don’t know who all those girls are, nor yet where the spider web comes in, but it is a cool poster nevertheless.

Our first movie of the day was The Terror, at my request.  I wrote a blog post about it one time.  I had forgotten a lot of the plot.  I was just delighted to hear Boris Karloff’s mellifluous voice. I only wish he had had more lines. He got top billing on the basis of who he was more than the actual size of his part.

I have a hard time getting plants to grow myself.

We followed The Terror up with Little Shop of Horrors, the 1960 Roger Corman flick, not the musical, of which I am not at all fond.  Incidentally, Jack Nicholson does not play the sadistic dentist but a masochistic patient of the dentist.  Just to clear that up.  Jack Nicholson was also in The Terror, so we had a little Jack Nicholson film festival going on.  I would have preferred a Boris Karloff film festival, but he does not get to use his beautiful voice in Frankenstein and we don’t have The Raven.  I must find a DVD of The Raven.

Ah, Raven, someday you will be mine!

So that is my Wrist to Forehead Sunday post about our movie watching day.  I hope to see you all on Mental Meanderings Monday.

 

Not Cheesy on Wrist to Forehead Sunday

We were supposed to be watching cheesy movies.  I am wearing my t-shirt from Original Herkimer Cheese, which says, “Keepin’ It Cheesy Since 1949.”

The moment I saw this shirt, I knew I had to own it one day.

I gave Original Herkimer Cheese one of my favorite plugs in a murder mystery for the Herkimer County Historical Society.

One character tells another she looks remarkably like Frangelica Inferno, “Uh, not that I watch porn movies.”

Character that looks like Frangelica:  “She was not a porn star!  Those were art films!”

Another character:  “Oh, please, those movies are as cheesy as Chutter from Original Herkimer Cheese!”

I do love chutter, and Original Herkimer Cheese.  But I digress. My original subject was cheesy movies, which I adore to watch on Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  We watched a good one last night, The Tingler, starring Vincent Price and directed by William Castle.  We thought of continuing the Price/Castle theme today with House on Haunted Hill.  However, I had also mentioned All About Eve as a possibility.  Steven was more interested in All About Eve.  How could I possibly object to a Bette Davis classic?

After All About Eve, Steve suggested another favorite of ours, Being Julia, starring the divine Annette Bening.  In addition to being one of my all time favorite movies, this one seemed related to All About Eve, because both are about highly talented, greatly admired stage actresses who have just a little bit of trouble in their offstage lives.

I am having a bit of trouble in my offstage life these days, as well as onstage, but how tiresome of me it would be to cry about it now, even on Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  Additionally, I have movies to watch.  For a blog post, this will have to do.  I hope to see you all again on Monstrous Monday.