Oh, sweet, weeping DUH. Of course not. I was mem-stuck on the image of
him in the house with Caine and the little girl.
Lalalala'ed right past the
deadness in the basement with the tanks and the fire and the lead in his chest.
I think I may need a nap on this dreary, drippy Friday. All this mystery figuring out has given me a brain cramp.
But my mistake, DOES bring up on last thought. Anybody else consider for a moment there that Sarah
didn't actually hang herself?
After having seen that
harness gag
a thousand times, I really did have to take a minute to believe it was real. What with the omnipresent
subterfuge.
I linked to this over in the Firefly thread, but there's a fun Serenity vs. Star Wars smackdown here!
Emmett has decided he needs to see all the original horror movies. Thanks to TCM, AMC and TiVo that's not a problem this time of year. We already watched Frankenstein - which he liked a lot. Now he's watching Dracula (with a score by Philip Glass?!) and digging it. I have to say - the sets are The Best Gothy Sets Ever. Excepting, of course, anything by Tim Burton. (I mean, obviously we'd all love to live in Halloweentown, particularly Jack's pad, but even Batman Returns has got the supergothy abandoned zoo in the winter. Plus Edward's castle.)
We've also got The Mummy (the first one with Boris Karloff doing his Dracula impression, basically) and Bride and Son of Frankenstein.
Has he seen Young Frankenstein yet? I was just quoting that to my sister not two minutes ago, when she jokingly called our mom "a bag"--"Igor, help me with the bags." "Fine; you take the blonde, and I'll take the one in the turban."
"Ten years dead."
"Five years dead."
"One year dead."
"I...ain't got no-boooooody, 'cause nobody cares...for...me. Brroommchicka, broom-chicka!"
"Do you vant a roll in the hay? Roll, a-roll, in the hay..."
Prestige: I went on a drive this afternoon. We saw a place called the Redstone Castle. Then, I saw it again,
as the hotel. Apparently it was shut down for a while, and no one knew why.
It was funny as Hell to watch it with
a local, as she was all with the "That's no Colorado Springs!" and "I know that train!"
I think
the wife knew, but not Olivia. We had substatinal debate about this, but, had she known, the line would have been something like "When you're here, she's not your wife," rather than the "leave them at home."
It's also kinda sad that
the one that loved their wife lived. You know, in the whole Insult to Injury way.
Can I just
"ew" the keeping of the bodies? Because ew.
I called more or less all of the twists,
apart from the cats and hats, before they were revealed.
In conclusion,
never trust a man with facial hair.
