Well, dear readers, it is Thursday. I ask you, where else on all the Internet can you get such timely and informative information? Nowhere, that’s where. In any case, it is Thursday and I’ve got quite a busy day ahead of me, which is, of course, better than having quite a busy day behind me. We must always look forward, not backward, busy day-wise. Yesterday, I did not have that busy of a day. I did some writing, I did some shipping, I did some banking, I did some errands, and I set up meetings for the rest of this week, the weekend, and the beginning of next week. Then we had a production meeting/dinner to discuss various and sundried things for the play. I’ll be meeting a lighting designer early next week, and we’re going to try to set our first casting sessions two weeks from now. My goodness, this is all so factual it’s putting me to sleep. Who cares about any of this factual information? I’m bored of these laundry lists – I did this, I did that, I did the other. I need to shake things up here at haineshisway.com. I need to slap that bass, I need to kick that drum, I need to blow, Gabriel, blow. We need this jernt to swing and sway to Sammy Kaye. We need to Tito Puente things around here. We need juice, man, we need sparkle and fizz. Quick, let’s all get up and do the Hokey Pokey. Quick, let’s all do the Dance at the Gym from West Side Story. Quick, let’s all sing the score to Whoop-Up. Let’s be sassy and saucy, not necessarily in that order. No more wire laundry lists EVER. From now on, if it doesn’t sparkle and fizz it’s eighty-sixed or, at the very least, ninety-fourthed right on out of here. We’re givin’ the jernt a new coat of paint or, at the very least, a new mini-skirt of paint. I tell you, we are going to explore new avenues, we are going to open a new window, we are going to mop a new floor. I no longer have any clew as to what the HELL I’m going on about.
Last night, I watched a motion picture on DVD entitled The Crawling Eye. That is the film’s US title – the on screen title and original UK title is The Trollenberg Terror. It’s a low-budget horror tale, starring Mr. Forrest Tucker and the comely Miss Janet Munro, and, of course, a giant eye creature. I feel there cannot be enough movies with giant eye creatures, and I had quite a good time watching The Trollenberg Terror. For a while, I thought the eyes had it, but then the humans won out, and they shut those eyes down but good. They were quite mean, those eye creatures. They not only had giant eyeballs, they had slimy tentacles (on clearly visible wires), and these tentacles were quite prone to rip people’s heads off. I felt the eyes gave an excellent performance – I felt they were robbed of an Academy Award nomination for Best Ocular Performance. Just think – if it had been nominated and won, the eyes would have an Ocular Oscar. Then I watched a spaghetti western on DVD entitled Django. Django had no eye creatures, and frankly, it would have been better if it had. Django is a very well thought of spaghetti western, but I found it a bit of a trial. It has none of the visual style of Leone, and it just seemed clunky to me. There were several good sequences, and the final shootout was well done, but I wouldn’t rank it as high as the non-Leone Leones like Death Rides A Horse and Sabata and a few others. No, with this double bill, I’m afraid the eyes have it.
What am I, Ebert and Roeper all of a sudden? Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because, after all, the eyes have it, and we must see what’s in the next section, mustn’t we?
I feel these here notes are on the road to recovery, don’t you? I feel we’ve gotten them up on their feet, that they’ve found their sea legs or, in the case of the eye creatures, their see legs.
I have quite a bit to do today, starting with lunching with Jessica Rush. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, today I shall be lunching with our very own Jessica Rush – she wasn’t able to be at our CD launch party, so I’m giving her her Stages CD at lunch. I then must hurry back to meet with Miss Cindy Williams. That should be fun, and then I must hurry over to Mr. Grant Geissman’s home environment to pick up some things he has for me.
Was that a laundry list? Damn them, damn them all to hell. Here we were, breezin’ along with the breeze, when suddenly a laundry list showed up. I hate when that happens.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must write, I must lunch, I must meet, I must drive about in my motor car, and I must attend to all the things that need attending to. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite cheesy horror/sci-fi movies – not the good ones, but the really awful ones, with terrible sets, bad special effects, and wacky monsters. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, and do remember that the ocular eyes have it.