Showing posts with label Nostalgia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nostalgia. Show all posts

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Blast(s) From the Past

I just spent about an hour watching old Sesame Street videos on YouTube. Why I spent an hour watching Sesame Street videos is a mystery, but I figured I might not be the only person who would get a kick out of such a thing so, I am sharing in my bounty. Enjoy, and don't blame me when-no,not 'if':WHEN- you get that Pinball song stuck in your head.





Friday, September 15, 2006

More Childhood Horror

My discovery of the Magic trailer yesterday sparked an interesting (at least to ME) conversation last night between me and a friend. We talked about various horror movies that scared the bejesus out of us as kids, and she asked me if I remembered Bad Ronald.

Indeed, indeed I do.

Bad Ronald was the story of Ronald Wilby,(Scott Jacoby, best known for the Jodie Foster epic The Little Girl Who Lives Down the Lane, and for playing Dorothy's son on the Golden Girls),a very UNIQUE young man, who has a rather rich inner life and an unhealthy relationship with his mother (Kim Hunter, from A Streetcar Named Desire and Planet of the Apes. How'd she end up in this? I do not know)

The wheels are set in motion when a neighborhood girl tells Ronald that he's "weird" (that's putting it mildly), and then disses his mama. Ronald pushes her down and she conveniently hits her head on a rock, and dies. Unlike my mother, who would probably have dragged me to the police station by my ear, Mrs. Wilby has Ronald put a wall up over the spare bedroom, and keeps him there (They had something worked out for the meals and such, but damned if I can remember what it was)

This works out great, until Mom goes into the hospital and doesn't come back out. The house is sold to a family with three lovely daughters (Not that he has anything to do here, but the dad is played by Dabney Coleman, and really, who doesn't like Dabney Coleman?) Considering that Ronald was already a tad unhinged to start with, it's no surprise that his makeshift house arrest has made him completely monkeyshit crazy. He's become increasingly obsessed with a fantasy world of his own creation, the center of which is a goddess who's name I can't remember. What I DO remember, is that he has drawings of the goddess, and don't you know it, one of the daughters looks just like her.

I won't divulge any more of the film, lest I give it away. Although, considering that this was a tv movie from 1974, you'd be lucky to find a copy, and if you did manage to track one down, the picture quality is likely to be similar to that of a snuff film.

Just for the hell of it, I did some digging around on YouTube, and I found a grand total of ONE CLIP devoted to this cheesy, creepy bit o' nostalgia. It's several scenes of the movie, set to Creep by Radiohead. Oddly fitting, no? Normally, I wouldn't post one of them there homemade vids, but I like Radiohead, and I like Bad Ronald.



Thursday, September 14, 2006

I'm 4 Again, and Really, Really Scared

I was looking on YouTube for clips of Ann Richards' KotH appearance (no luck), and I found this 30 second movie trailer from 1978. A few years after it came out, my sister had a poster of this damn thing tacked up in her room with the express purpose of keeping me out. Well, it worked, bitch, and now I have a life-long phobia because of it.
I can handle blood, guts, gore, violence-anything, except stuff like this. I finally ended up watching the actual movie when I was a teenager, and it wasn't as terrifying as I thought it was going to be, in fact, it wasn't scary at all. But that damn dummy still freaks me out. TO THIS DAY.....