My TRAP: let me show you it

I love Halloween! I really do. I hope all were well taken care of at the party. We loved having you and that you ate the food up and drank down some of the liquor cabinet. Not enough, damn it, but i guess that just means we need to have people over more often for booze.

Now, it's time to decide what to do for the actual day of Halloween. And by "time to decide," I mean "I'm going to tell you what I'm doing and you can come (or not) if you'd like!"

feiran, bless her, has stuck by the tradition of going out to see one of the Saw movies each year since the first. After last year, we both left the theater going, "Uh...yeeaaaah." We weren't going to go again, but the posters for Saw IV have the phrase "IT'S A TRAP" on it and made me dissolve into giggles. So, it's totally on.

If you'd like to join us in masochism, we're going to see the 9:00 pm showing at the 34th Street Loews theater this Wednesday, October 31st. I can only hope that the theater is empty enough that my constant shouting-out, "Yes, but IS IT A TRAP?" will go unpunished.

Why don't they make this as interesting to WATCH as it is to read?

Y'all probably have vague recollections of me whining about that class I took this summer on Westerns. I finally got around in the queue far enough that Tombstone came up. It wasn't bad. It doesn't have the cheese appeal of Gunfight at the O.K. Corral (nor the snappy theme song and dear God do I wish I could upload it for you all to hear), and the ending completely failed, but it was pretty decent, all things considered.

But it's not really half as interesting as the actual people the film is based off of. I'd love to see a film adaptation that tracks the period of his life where Wyatt Earp and his long-time adulterous partner basically made up his history to sell it as a True Tale of the Old West. Because Wyatt Earp is as much a con-man as a lawman. I hate that he's synonymous with the integrity of law and order in the lawless lands because he really was not. And isn't that more interesting? Or do we not like commentary on how mass-consumer Americans are a bunch of suckers for this?

And Doc Holliday--anyone know of a decent him-centric film or television show? Because he is ENTIRELY fascinating in every way, and, although he lives up to less than a tenth of the reputation he built in his entire thirty-six years of life, he was actually reknowned among the people populating the West at the time (whereas almost no one gave two shits about Wyatt Earp until he got himself a book deal). My Westerns professor said there's no way, in any adaptation of the Earp-Holliday stories that Doc won't be the more interesting character. And he's absolutely right. So what's with all the Earp-love? I likes me some Holliday!

On an almost unrelated note: Michael Biehn, why aren't you more famous? Seriously, what happened to him? Anybody know?

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Plus, my GOD Michael Biehn is cute when he smiles. He does that so precious little in movies. He becomes walking sex when he does. Which is also why the slightest of wry grin with Hicks and Ripley in Aliens almost (almost) makes me forget about the chest-bursting, head-chomping, monstrous-birth-oh-my-fucking-god aliens running around (and that movie scares the shit out of me, so that's how cute he is flirting). So explain to me why he's not more famous?

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