The Life and Times of a Midwestern Movie Addict

Things are falling into place for tomorrow's dinner party, though I feel really lame having a party where there are only gonna be 5 guests including myself.  Oh well, it will be fun and will give everyone a chance to meet and greet.  At least, that's what I'm telling myself.  Anyway, I hope the buffet goes well and that everyone finds a game they like.  For now, lets talk about a really terrible movie.  I mean, this movie is bad...and I know bad.  I still like it of course, but mainly for its concept, set pieces, and cast.  Due to studio tampering and a certain lack of cohesive direction, the film turns out much less amusing than it should have been.  Still, its something that several people have seen at least once thanks to endless runs on television (lousy movies cost less to run on TV) and it has developed a sizable cult following due to its off-the-wall nature.  So lets take a weekend trip to Valkenvania and explore the cinematic oddness ...

I am so bad this summer...sitting around being lazy and doing nothing.  And I mean nothing.  I have no good reason to not write on this thing, but I just forget I have it after a long time and then my mom is calling and asking "You haven't written in your blog in forever!  Are you dead?"  And then I have to say, no I'm alive...I'm just lazy.  I think this laziness of mine is also the reason I keep getting steadily fatter.  Speaking of weight gain, I've got a dinner party planned for Friday.  A small affair, just a handful of close friends for a quiet evening at my place.  Sort of celebrating my return to Chillicothe.  I plan to write about how it goes, as I am doing something for it that I've never done before...and I can't recall if I've heard this idea before or if I really had a flash of inspiration.  Either way, it should be interesting.  But enough about that...lets talk about those horror films where a group of friends finds t...

I love summer storms.  They're violent and quick...rather like summer romances...and both can be exciting.  I just had a summer storm that got me all wet going to the mailbox and last week I ended a brief summer romance...both storms were exciting during and then a real let down by the end.  In the case of the rain, it got my feet and mail all wet...and in the case of the boy, it taught me that even the most 'with it' kind of person can be really nuts once the romance is over.  I won't go into too much detail on that.  Its not worth getting bent out of shape and besides, its way more fun to talk about movies than to date...does that sound like desperation?  Anyway, tonight's film is the perfect one to go with a summer storm and is considered a classic in the horror genre as well...if a decidedly grisly one.  It is the film that put a symbolic and bloody end to the hippie generation and ushered in a new era of mistrust, disillusionment, and violence....