Steven and I are once again spending a quiet New Year’s Eve at home. Sometimes I long to go to a fancy party, dress to the nines, rub elbows with other fancy people, dance, sip champagne and have a balloon drop at midnight. Then I find myself sitting on my couch in my sweats, crocheting and watching movies, and I say, “This is the bomb!” Still, a blog post must be written, so while the current movie plays, I shall type a few words in hopes of entertaining somebody besides myself (of course it will entertain me, but I am notoriously un-fussy in that department).
Steven was enjoying the usual Twilight Zone marathon on Sci-Fi channel, but I confess to not being a fan of that show. I hope that statement does not lose me any readers, but I believe honesty is the best policy. Anyways, he graciously agreed to watch movies instead and we enjoyed The Wasp Woman (1959), which I had DVR’d off TCM recently. I loves me some Roger Corman!
Actually, in the movie she has a wasp head and a woman body.
I wrote a blog post about The Wasp Woman once. I remembered it being fairly entertaining, and it was. I missed some of the movie because I was cooking, so I asked that next we watch a movie we have seen, so I wouldn’t mind being in and out. We settled on Ed Wood (1994). Back when I liked Tim Burton movies.
One of Johnny Depp’s better roles, in my opinion.
Next we went to one of our go-to movies, House on Haunted Hill (1959), the original William Castle film with Vincent Price. I loves me some William Castle!
It has always seemed to me that you could win a fight with a skeleton, because they don’t have any muscles. Just saying.
Next I found a video I purchased at a rummage sale some time ago, Brain Eaters (1958). Unfortunately, Steven found that one rather boring and asked that we switch it out. I suggested Mystery of the Wax Museum (1933) with Fay Wray. I consider that a New Year’s movie because in includes New Year’s Day 1933.
I’d scream, too!
And that brings us up to date. I am half watching the movie while I type this. As I am over 350 words, I shall feel free to hit Publish and go back to my crochet. Happy New Year, everybody!
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