The Halloween Will be Blog-I-Vized...
I don't know if this is a good idea or not, but since I'm taking the afternoon and evening to fuck about and do nothing (as if that's a change from any other day), I thought I might try to start a post and then infrequently update it with new timestamps over the course of the afternoon and evening as we get further into horror movies and trick or treaters.
I'm starting this off on the PC in the office, but I'll fire up the laptop later and give myself the freedom of motion to roam the house and update on the fly.
For now, here's everyone's favorite Halloween tune to make you pull out your eyes (or melt your head into a pile of snakes and beetles):
Settling into the den to re-watch Hellraiser, quasi-regretting not picking up the 20th anniversary re-release that was on sale at Best Buy for $7 last week, but I just couldn't justify spending the money for something I already own, particularly when it'll get a Blu-Ray release sometime soon.
Actually, I'm not sure how good those fake latex-y flesh bits will look in hi def anyway, they look a little silly and fake in the version I own right now, 1080p probably won't do them any favors.
Ah, the divine Ashley Laurence and her 80's fashions and hair.
Man, that Julia's a randy bitch, isn't she? And Larry bleeds strawberry sauce, his blood's so thick.
Frank's re-birth a deliciously goopy and gross affair, really great practical effects for the time.
Homeless guy in this film looks extraordinarily like Alan Moore, if he'd made some snide comments about Hollywood raping his visions, I'd be convinced it was him.
Y'know, since she's actually killing stangers for him, you'd think Frank would drop the whole "Don't look at me!" bitchy routine with Julia. Oh wait, now he has, Mr. High N' Mighty since he has organs again wants to touch her and cuddle. Yick.
Homeless Alan Moore eating bugs. Still not 100% convinced it's not Moore.
Ashley Laurence's hair is a big giant mess in this film. It's an appealing mess, but they obviously spent their budget on make-up and couldn't afford a hairbrush for her trailer. And ew at the incestous Uncle Frank giving her the "Come to Daddy" routine.
Finally, some real Cenobite action as Kirsty opens the box.
It's pretty easy to forget how little screen time the Cenobites actually have in this flick, I'd guess maybe 15 minutes in the entire 90 running time at the most. Amusing to make a film about demons and the villians turn out to mainly be the skinned Uncle and Step-mother for the majority of the film. I have to give it to Barker, his direction is very confident and assured in this movie, there's a good deal of gore and perversity even all these years later it holds up quite well.
Amusing to see Pinhead dispatched before any of the other Cenobites, and then that final cornball flaming dragon creature ending, really the only big misstep for the film. Well, that and Kirsty's love interest looking a bit like Alan Cumming.
Taking a break to make myself a late lunch, halfway listening to/watching Rosemary's Baby on cable frm the kitchen counter. I still can't say for sure if I've ever watched this film in its entirety. I certainly don't find Mia Farrow all that enchanting, and these old people are creepy as hell; it's no wonder I don't trust the elderly.
Food ready, I'm going to scarf that down and see what else is on TV until the wife and I have to go and drop off treats for the Sister's kids, as they can't be bothered to stop by here today. So much for the trick or treat ritual, we have to deliver shit now.
Started then stopped The Exorcist: The Version You've Never Seen so that we can go and run this stuff to the Sister's house. I do't know if there are any Exorcist purists out there, but don't get on my ass about the re-edited film, it was what was in the $5 bin at Wal-Mart last year, sue me. I'm happy to learn that the wife hasn't seen this in its entirety, so I have that to look forward to when we get back. Plus, the film opens in good old nostalgic Iraq, back when Americans could still go there and be archaeologists without someone taking a hacksaw to their necks.
Finally back from the In-Laws, why it takes an hour to drpp off a couple of goodie bags is beyond me. Ready to settle in to watch The Exorcist and wait for the beggars, excuse me, trick or treaters. The Yorkie is ready to bark her little ass off.
The hits keep coming: we just got a call from a restaurateur friend of the Mother In Law telling us that she's out at her cafe acting weird, but assured the wife that they could coax her out the door so that they could close. I wish to God that woman would get her shit together.
Meanwhile, Ellen Burstyn is leading a quiet life, unaware of what's in store for she and her daughter.
I'd forgotten how long it takes this film to really get going. On an unrelated note, Father Karras sounds a lot like Brando in Apocalypse Now with his world weary inflections.
Aaaannd Regan pisses the carpet, we're officially into possession mode now.
Christ, the actual medical bits are worse than the exorcism, that hasn't changed any....
Man, this is really a slow burn, I might've screwed myself with this choice of film. I want to try and squeeze something else in later, I'd better make it somethinhg else a little faster paced. The wife made a DiGiorno Pizza, which I braved a piece of because I was still hungry, it didn't go down so bad.
Burstyn saying the f-word so many times when talking to a priest makes me wonder if she knows that she can catch more flies with honeythan with vinegar.
Full dark outside now, no sign of any trick or treaters, I'm having the feeling like someone who's been stood up for a date right now...
Now we're in business, the first two princesses of the night.
After a few friends and family started the evening, we had a run of maybe 40+ kids, so I feel at least a little better about bothering to decorate. Several Batmen, a couple Hannah Montanas, it's an interesting turnout. I was fully expecting a shitload of Jokers this year, I haven't seen a single one. There was a girl dressed as a pint of Ben & Jerry's though, that was funny.
We seem to be moving towards the older, straggler kids, jr. high and older in ages as we get into the 8:00 hour, though I just had a very young and freaked out Hulk who wasn't all that interested in candy once he got a look at the decorations. I like a scary decor, but it can be a little much for the tiny kiddos.
Interesting pairings this year, who'd have guessed that Dracula even knew the Transformers? Oh, and we're still in the last 20 minutes of The Exorcist, that's been going on for what feels like a week now.
The Joker, finally. My Halloween is complete. Oh, and way less fucking Pirates than last year.
I swear to God, I just saw our 4 lb. dog scare the hell out of a little five year old boy when he knocked on the door and she sprang up barking at him, which is funny when you consider the difference in sizes.
Just popped in Halloween for a re-watch, laughing at Judith Myers' boyfriend's lack of stamina, he's upstairs for a whopping minute and a half before leaving fully dressed. Or maybe he just couldn't close the deal.
I think we're probably done for the night, our last straggler was a friend of the wife's from one of her non-profits and her little daughter. This woman is the daughter of a guy I used to work for and I used to have a crush on her back in the day, and now she wants to be the wife's new best friend, which I could totally pass on, as I don't need anyone I used to think was hot to have any part of my current life, y'know?
I think I'm settling down to watch the rest of Halloween.
Holy crap, we just had a couple of kids and their mom stop by, the kids must've only been about 3 at the oldest, why the hell are they still out this late? I mean, I know it's a weekend and all , but at 3 years old, still wandering the streets? Yeesh.
Evening officially over, I'm calling it an early night and heading to bed to watch the DVR'd Ghost Hunters Live thing until we fall asleep.
Be seeing you.
Tag, you're it Baggy Eyes! Halloween, Blogging, Time Sink, Movies, Hellraiser, The Exorcist, Television, Ghost Hunters