Does anyone remember his name in The Munsters? He was Uncle Something. Watched the whole film tonight with Julie Adams, who recently passed away. Shades of Frankenstein, i.e., his fear of fire and light, and Jaws was channeling him in the opening scenes where the hapless girl is swimming and the shark bites at her legs. Julie Adams has the same thing happen, almost. The monster doesn't get her.
I'm perverse in these monster films. I end up feeling sorry for the monster. This Creature film could be an eco lesson. No one knew it was there; it lived in this Amazon lagoon forever, and the ecosystem didn't seem to be upset, that is, till the scientists and fossil hunters show up. It got poked; can we blame it for fighting back?
We watched on Svengoolie; I have a few Creatrue figures of my own, but as usually, Svengoolie featured a few more dolls and action figures representing the Creature. I wrote about him on About.com years ago, and mentioned Svengoolie's various collections of monster dolls.
Weather isn't our friend this year; it snowed on Halloween. We didn't get to go out and give candy out, or hardly even decorated. Brought my big pumpkin head scarecrows in, and most of my lawn ornaments. Much too early, but we've had two snowstorms.
Keep the faith. Think spring, and read seed catalogs.
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