31 Days of Horror: 2024

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This will be the third year in a row for me writing about horror movies in October. I’ve been watching horror movies in October for a lot longer than that, and I did a hashtag on Twitter (when I still posted to Twitter) for a couple of years before I started blogging it. This was one of the first themes I did when I started doing non-music posts again at The Midnight Cafe and it remains one of my favorites.

For some reason, I always try to write about horror movies in October every single day of the month. With all my other themes I only write about them a couple of times a week at best. I guess because it is “31” Days of Horror my brain tells me I need to write 31 articles. I probably will miss a few, but be ready for lots of horror talk. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

The Movie Journal: September 2024

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I watched 39 movies in September. 27 of them were new to me. 17 were made before I was born. 6 of them were released in 2024, which has to be some kind of record for me. Or at least it has been unusual for me to watch new movies over the last several years.

There was no theme this month, though I did start the Giallo on Criterion series which will continue into October. I’d like to do more series like that, but I’ll be doing so many horror movies this month that may have to wait.

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The actor’s list contains no surprises. The Doctor Who crew has moved into first place with 10 films. Maureen O’Brien has entered into the list, tied at five films with several other folks. She plays Vicky, the new companion on Doctor Who after Susan left.

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The director’s list has gotten a bit more interesting. Dario Argento and Lucio Fulci have both entered with three films each. No doubt this is due to me watching all those Gialli. Richard Martin has also entered the race with three films (all Doctor Who stories) and Michael Curtiz enters that tie with three films.

Here’s the list:

Cop (1988) ****
Single White Female (1992) ***1/2
The Hand that Rocks the Cradle (1992) ****
Mr. Monk’s Last Case: A Monk Movie (2023) ***1/2
Subservience (2024) **1/2
In the Folds of the Flesh (1970) ***
Doctor Who: The Chase (1965) ****
Hard Times (1975) ****
Challenge of the Masters (1976) ***
Flamingo Road (1949) ****
Greedy People (2024) ***1/2
The Last of Sheila (1973) ****
Flight 7500 (2014) ***
Trap (2024) ***
Tenebre (1982) ****
Colorado Territory (1949) ***1/2
Don’t Torture a Duckling (1972) ***1/2
Thelma (2024) ****
The Mighty Peking Man (1977) ***
Doctor Who: Death to the Daleks (1974) ***1/2
Rebel Ridge (2024) ****1/2
Deep Red (1975) ****1/2
Tremors (1990) ***1/2
Werewolves Within (2021) ****
An American Werewolf in London (1981) ****
A Man on His Knees (1979) ****1/2
Doctor Who: The Space Museum (1965) ***
Time Without Pity (1957) ****
Drive-Away Dolls (2024) ***1/2
Odds Against Tomorrow (1959) ****
Bright Leaf (1950) ***
Longlegs (2024) ***1/2
Death Walks at Midnight (1972) ***1/2
Blood and Black Lace (1964) ****
The Bird with the Crystal Plumage (1970) ****1/2
Hearts of Darkness: A Filmmaker’s Apocalypse (1991) ***1/2
Apocalypse Now (1979) *****
Hold Your Man (1933) ***1/2
The Crime Is Mine (2023) ***1/2

The Blob (1988) is the New Blu-ray Pick of the Week

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October 1, is the start of spooky season, or as I like to call it 31 Days of Horror. I’ll talk more about that in another post, but for now, I get to be excited about all the horror movies that will be released this month. I haven’t looked ahead but in the weeks to come I suspect we will see a great many cool horror sets get released on home video.

For now we get a pretty great remake of a pretty silly 1950s monster movie. I’m talking about The Blob. I wrote my pick of the week for Cinema Sentries yesterday (which you can read here) and that led me to watch The Blob this afternoon (sorry just the streaming version I won’t be reviewing the Steelbook).

I am happy to say it is as much fun as I remembered.

Single White Female (1992)

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One of the things I enjoy about not having a movie theme on some months is that it allows me to follow random rabbit holes for a little while. Friday night I watched Subservience a film in which Megan Fox plays a sexy robot maid who wreaks havoc on a traditional suburban home.

Numerous people noted that its plot was similar to The Hand that Rocks the Cradle in which Rebecca DeMornay plays a sexy nanny who wreaks havoc on a traditional suburban home.

This in turn led me to Single White Female in which Jennifer Jason Leigh plays a sexy roommate who wreaks havoc on an almost traditional New York City home.

It is by far the trashiest of the three films and the most fun.

Allie Jones (Bridget Fonda) is a young, hip New Yorker who runs a start-up software company and lives in a swanky rent-controlled apartment with her fiancee Sam (Steven Weber). Late one night the phone rings and it is Sam’s ex-wife. At first, he doesn’t answer the phone letting the answering machine get it. As she starts ranting and raving he answers, but by then the machine has picked her up on speakerphone. When she berates Sam for not answering her calls even after they slept together recently, Allie flips out and kicks him out.

Now she needs a roommate. After a few interviews, she lands on Hedy (Jennifer Jason Leigh) who is a bit shy, and quite a bit weird, but she seems nice. At first, they get along quite well and it seems like everything is going to work out. And then, of course, they don’t.

Hedy is a manipulator. She constantly maneuvers situations to turn herself into Allie’s best friend while turning all others against her. At the same time, she is turning herself into an Allie clone. She borrows her clothes and then purchases exact copies. Then she gets a similar haircut. The two actresses look similar enough that there are times when it is difficult to tell them apart.

When Sam reenters the pictures Hedy gets crazy.

This is a film full of crazy. And gratuitous nudity. And a gay best friend. And a sexual assault by Stephen Tobolowsky. And a murder through the eye with a high heel.

It is so trashy and so much fun. It is best watched with a couple of hilarious, drunken friends.

Bruce Springsteen – Philadelphia, PA (11/01/74)

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Spanish Harlem Incident On Philly
Masterpiece, ESB 11174A/B
Tower Theater
Philadelphia, PA, USA
November 01 1974

Original Silver Discs –> EAC (Secure) –> Waw –> Flac Level 8 & Align
EAC Log Files, md5 Files (Flac & Waw), Artwork Included (Front, Back & Discs 300 dpi)

101 – Incident On 57th Street
102 – The She Kissed Me
103 – Spirit In The Night
104 – Does This Bus Stop At 82nd Street?
105 – The E Street Shuffle
106 – Born To Run
107 – Spanish Harlem
108 – It’s Hard To Be A Saint In The City
109 – She’s The One
110 – Jungleland

201 – Kitty’s Back
202 – New York City Serenade
203 – Rosalita
204 – 4th Of July, Asbury Park (Sandy)
205 – A Love So Fine

Rest In Peace Kris Kristofferson (1936-2024)

I remember the first time I heard “Sunday Morning Coming Down.” I was just a teenager riding with my Dad somewhere. He had just bought a CD of Kristofferson’s Greatest Hits or something and this was the first song that came on.

I was immediately knocked out. I’m sure I’d heard Janis sing “Me and Bobby McGee” at that point and probably Willie cover “Help Me Make It Through the Night” so I knew of his songwriting and how great he was, but hearing “Sunday Morning” was like nothing else.

He died in his home in Hawaii yesterday. Rest in Peace, Mr. Kristofferson. You will be missed.

Edith Head Exhibit In Oklahoma City

Edith Head was an award-winning costume designer who made dresses for a literal who’s who of Hollywood stars during the classic period. She won eight Academy Awards and became something of a celebrity herself. If you’ve seen any of The Incredibles movies, Edna Mode the cantankerous costume designer in that film is based on Edith Head.

I love classic movies, of course, and my wife is a bit of a seamstress and lover of beautiful costumes. There is an exhibition of Edith Head costumes currently happening at the Oklahoma City Museum of Art. For my wife’s birthday, we went down and saw it. It was fabulous so I thought I’d share some of the highlights here.

My apologies for the bad formatting on all of these images. WordPress is absolutely awful for this sort of thing.

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The wedding dress Barbara Stanwyck wore in Sorry Wrong Number (1948)

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Grace Kelly in Rear Window (1954).

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Veronica Lake in This Gun For Hire (1942)

Gloria Swanson in Sunset Boulevard (1950)

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Barbara Stanwyck and Fred MacMurray (and my wife) in Double Indenmity (1944).

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Kim Novak in Vertigo (1958) and me in my Vertigo shirt (2023).

There were many more costumes at the exhibit and it was so much fun to see them all. My wife was enamored with the style of the costumes, I just kept going “Kim Novak wore that!,” “Grace Kelly wore that!!”

If you are in the area I highly recommend it.

Bruce Hornsby – Daytona Beach, FL (03/24/87)

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March 24, 1987
Daytona Beach Bandshell
Daytona Beach, FL

Bruce Hornsby – vocals, piano, accordion
David Mansfield – guitars
George Marinelli – guitars, mandolin, vocals
Joe Puerta – bass, vocals
John Molo – drums, percussion

Intro / Jacob’s Ladder
The Long Race
Mandolin Rain
Every Little Kiss
The Red Plains >
I Know You Rider
Piano Intro
The Way It Is

King Biscuit Flower Hour
CDR silver > eac > Flac

Broadcast Week: January 17, 1994 to January 23, 1994

The Hand That Rocks the Cradle (1992)

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While reading reviews of Subservience, I noticed quite a few people referencing The Hand That Rocks the Cradle as a clear influence. I couldn’t remember if I had watched that one before so I queued it Saturday morning.

It is a movie I distinctly remember knowing about when it came out. I remember the trailers and people talking about it. It was a part of a slew of films that came out in the early 1990s that were like big-budgeted, R-rated Lifetime movies. They usually featured Rockwell-esque domestic life being shattered by some pretty, young woman.

Directed by Curtis Hanson, this film is better than most of those films. It sometimes subverts the genre in interesting ways, but even when it plays it straight, Hanson is a good enough director to make it rise above.

Claire Bartell (Annabella Sciorra) is a happy housewife. She has a loving husband, Michael (Matt McCoy), a young daughter Emma (Madeline Zima – who played the mother in Subservience which is a nice bit of casting), and a baby on the way.

When she is sexually assaulted by her obstetrician (in a scene that foreshadows its creepiness so much that my wife left the room before anything untoward actually happened) she comes forward. Other women come forward after that and the Doctor decides to kill himself before he can be arrested. The doctor’s wife, Peyton (Rebecca DeMornay) miscarriages when she learns the news.

Flash forward a few months. The baby is born and Claire decides she wants a nanny. Not to go back to some job, mind you, but she volunteers at a nursery and she wants to build a greenhouse in her backyard. So she’ll be close by, but it would be nice to have someone watch the kids, clean up a little, and maybe cook once in a while.

Enter Peyton and her devious ways. What’s interesting about the film is that it doesn’t do what you expect it to. In most films like this Peyton would seduce the husband, then turn him against the wife. But here, despite nearly every other male character saying something about how beautiful Peyton is and how they wish she was their nanny, and despite Peyton actually trying, Michael will not give in to temptation.

Likewise rather than attempting to turn the family against Claire, she turns Claire against everyone close to her. The local handyman (Ernie Hudson) who dotes on Emma, might just be a pervert. The friendly relationship between Michael and her best friend Marlene (Julianne Moore) might have turned into an affair. Peyton manipulates every situation to make Claire feel like she’s going crazy.

The film begins with the handyman riding his bike in a hoodie. He stops by the Bartell house and knocks on the door. Nobody hears the knock or answers the door. He walks around the house and looks through the windows. When Claire sees him she screams and panics. Suburban white woman screams as an unknown black man stands outside her house.

But he was expected. Claire had requested a handyman be sent to her house. The film doesn’t directly comment on her inherent racism in this scene, but it is certainly there. When we see him riding that bike the music is peaceful. When he approaches the house and looks through the windows the film doesn’t make it menacing. So that when she screams and when he is recognized as a kind person, it is surprising. It is just another way the film lightly subverts our expectations of the genre.

It is still a white, suburban family being, um, rocked by a beautiful, young woman, so it doesn’t stray too far from the formula, but I appreciate that it was at least trying to do something different.

The Friday Night Horror Movie: Subservience (2024)

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I don’t pay super close attention to what new movies are coming out and when. I follow enough movie critics on social media that I hear some of the buzz, but I really don’t give it much heed. I don’t spend a lot of time watching new movie trailers or reading reviews, etc. But I have a general idea of what movies people are talking about.

The Substance is a new horror movie starring Demi Moore. It is getting a lot of good buzz and is definitely on my radar. Subservience is a new horror movie starring Megan Fox. It is not getting good buzz, but rather a lot of panning when anyone is talking about it at all.

Because I don’t pay close attention to these things I got these two movies mixed up. I put on Subservience thinking it was getting a good buzz. Within twenty minutes of watching it, I was confused.

People are really liking this movie? Maybe it gets better towards the end.

My friends, it did not get better towards the end, or at the end, or after the credits rolled. It is a stupid, stupid movie. It takes a old, dumb trope, and does nothing new with it. I should have realized something was up the moment I saw it was directed by S.K. Dale who also helmed Til Death which was just as dumb.

But it is also kind of fun? It reminded me a little of those dumb erotic thrillers I used to watch in the 1990s.

Nick (Michele Morrone) is a decent dude. He has a good job, a loving wife, a precocious daughter, and a baby boy. He’s living the American Dream. Except for that loving wife, she’s dying. She desperately needs a heart transplant.

Working that good job while taking care of those two kids and trying to be there for his wife is a little more than he can handle. So he does what anyone in that situation would do. He buys a super hot robot to handle the domestic chores.

Her name is Alice (Megan Fox) and she’s programmed to take care of his every need and desire (wink, wink, nudge nudge.) He doesn’t bother to tell his wife, Maggie (Madeline Zima) who is basically a permanent resident at the hospital that the robot he bought looks like Megan Fox. The look on her face when she first sees Alice is precious.

Alice is good with the kids, she’s great at cleaning up, and she’s a pretty good cook (though her lasagna is nothing like mom’s.) She can tell Nick is stressed out and would do anything to help relieve it for him.

You can see where this is going. Alice’s programming gets mucked up causing her to go haywire. If Nick is stressed then she’ll take off her robe and give him a release. If some guy at work is causing problems then she’ll go to his house and shoot him in the face. If Maggie’s health problems are causing trouble then she has to go to.

It is the kind of film where you have to just enjoy the ride. Because if you start thinking about it you’ll start to wonder things like: How can a guy with a relatively low-level construction job afford a big house, what must be enormous medical bills, and what can only be an incredibly expensive robot? Or why is the robot anatomically correct in every way? Are they all programmed to seduce? Or how can a person who just had a heart transplant do all that running and sexing and fighting?

Those aren’t questions the film is prepared to answer. It is better to just enjoy the not-particularly talented Megan Fox give a robotic performance that actually works in her favor for once. Or dig into the nostalgic vibe this thing is giving off. They don’t really make erotic thrillers like this anymore (even if the erotic aspects are fairly tame and it never quite thrills like you want it to.)