I love you, laurie strode
[This one's for you, Jamie Lee]
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the story of bent
[yeah, i wrote a book]
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EVERYTHING YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT HAVING YOUR SHIT TOGETHER
[fyi barbie has nothing to do with it. it's just. a picture.]
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Dinosaurs
[Like, what the hell]
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I MADE OUT WITH SCOTT BAIO TODAY
[...not really. but i did kiss him on the cheek once.]
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adults ruin everything
[way to go, perverts]
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SO SHINES A GOOD DEED IN A WEARY WORLD…
[R.I.P. Gene wilder]
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I read an interview once with Rob Zombie where he was asked what scares him in life, and he answered, “nothing scares me.” Maybe Rob Zombie should watch his own movie. He’ll want to scratch his fucking eyes out.
“In space, no one can hear you scream.” ~Alien (1979)
IMDB Summary: The commercial vessel Nostromo receives a distress call from an unexplored planet. After searching for survivors, the crew heads home only to realize that a deadly bioform has joined them.
Rotten Tomatoes rating: 97% (The highest score yet)
Why I love it: This one deserves a visual.
When I filled out the Proust Questionnaire for this blog, one of the questions was, “who is your favorite hero of fiction?” I answered Ellen Ripley. The alien whisperer. I love Sigourney Weaver. I love how they cast a chick in a role that was written for a man. Not that I’m anti-dude; I guess I’m just glad she was cast. I would probably feel much differently if it were Goldie Hawn or Jane Fonda. I think we all would. It’s all about Sigourney.