Oh crap, looks like we've missed that Netflix bandwagon again. My husband and I are quick like that. Instead, we choose to spend our clams renting the movies of our childhood from an actual v-i-d-e-o store. We've both realized that our movie tastes were somewhat, uh, "special" when we were a wee lad and lass.
The Over-Thinker's Questionable Questionable (mine's so bad, questionable needed to be repeated--perhaps, even squared) Favorite Movie from Her Childhood:
Halloween---ohhhhhh my. Please click on this if you're in a place where you can say "HOLY CRAP" outloud.
Yes, I own this on DVD. Why? Well, someone had to buy it. And yes, I can totally sing that song by heart--"Anything can happen on Hal-lo-ween, your dog could turn into a cat....your sister could become a sardine, your brother could turn into a bat!" Genius. I totally smell an MP3...(or maybe that's Tim Curry's career)
The Over-Thinker's Husband's Questionable Favorite Movie from His Childhood:
My husband is usually a man of many (hilarious) words; however, he was able to contain his opinion within a lovely little nutshell:
"It's exactly how I remembered it....and it's terrible."
Of course, we now own it on DVD.
So readers, it's time to spill---what is your Favorite, but Questionable, Movie from Your Childhood. As always, I'll keep it a secret.