I’ve been having a really rough few months. My cat got sick in late July and stopped eating altogether at the start of August. I spent a lot of time and money at the vet trying to find out what was wrong with him but to no avail. (At least not with that vet clinic!) I spent the rest of the summer whipping him up tuna smoothies and feeding him via syringe. It was comparable to having a newborn….I was up all hours of the night. If he wanted to eat at 3am, I was up feeding him, any time he got up or stirred, I was awake too, checking on him. Waiting while he used his litter box, bringing him back to bed so he was close by, petting him, and listening to him purr.
Even though he had three different veterinarians check him (and a dozen visits), I finally had enough and took him to a new clinic and vet. Turns out, my poor boy had a cancerous mass on his kidney and my time left with him was limited.
I can’t get too much further into it because I am still grieving – heavily. But, Winston moved on to Kitty Heaven almost two weeks ago. My heart has been broken. My sweet boy had been by my side for 12 and a half years and I am still getting used to him not being here. I would give anything to be able to pick him up and cuddle him and listen to him purr like a little motor. I’d go another summer of sleepless nights to have him flip his water dish over or claw me in the middle of the night or scamper underneath my feet, making me fall.
But he’s not here. And I haven’t cried yet today but I can feel the lump forming in my throat and the tears are glossing over in my eyes, so I have to stop talking/writing/thinking about him for a little bit and gather my emotions.
And yes. I’m grieving for my cat. He was more than a cat. He was a companion and a friend and a guardian. He was my boy. I will be grieving for him for a long time.
So there it is. That’s how my life has been going the last three and a half months. Worry and fear and stress and sadness and anxiety. And sleepless nights. But I would do it all again for him. For just a few moments more with him.
Now here I am. At a loss for inspiration and with this dull, constant ache inside me. Thankful for the distractions of work and friends and whatever else happens to pop into my life these days. Last week is was Halloween. And now we’re moving onto Christmas. And here I am on a Monday evening in early November writing an ode or memoir to my Winston with a Hallmark Christmas movie and Candace Cameron Bure as background noise while I type and search for inspiration for upcoming posts.
If you have any suggestions, I am open to them. At least for a bit. I need the distractions because when I am alone with my thoughts I am bombarded with sadness and then I just can’t delay the tears. And once that flood gate is open…oh my. It just won’t stop.
So please, if you have any ideas for me – so I can have something to write about and not dwell on the death and now the absence of my longtime companion, please let me a note below.
In the meantime, I’m doing my best. I’m hanging in there. I haven’t been able to bring myself to put anything on his corner of the bed, but one day that day might come. In the meantime, I’ll be here.
I have been in a bit of a funk this October. And I haven’t been much in the mood for watching horror movies, per my annual Halloween Countdown. But I’ve been trying.
I usually look forward to Scream-fest or Fear-fest or whatever else is on TV. TMC is a great channel for old horrors and that’s where I watched my first horror of the season: The Old Dark House.
This movie was released in 1932 and stars Boris Karloff and Gloria Stuart (the old Rose from Titanic).
I was kind of excited to watch this movie as I’ve read good reviews about it. But I found it hard to follow and hard to hear. And I eventually got a little bored with it.
A small group of travellers caught in a storm come upon an old house in the countryside where they receive shelter by Horace Femm and his sister Rebecca. Horace fears that the storm will trap the guests inside while warning them that their mute butler Morgan is a dangerous heavy drinker. Rebecca tells Margaret about the Femm family, which she says was sinful and godless, and accuses Margaret of being sinful as well. Rebecca also reveals that her 102-year-old father still lives in the house.
There is a very quick romance (hey, we just met but…let’s get married!), there’s a pyromaniac locked in an upstairs room, there’s a fight and a death, and there are some creepy people.
This movie let me down. It was confusing and rushed and the ending was oh-so-terrible.
Watch it if you want…or don’t. I doubt it will make much difference.
Next up….Jeepers Creepers 2.
It’s finally here! October. My favorite month!
- Because I love Fall
- Because TODAY is MY BIRTHDAY!
3. Because I love Halloween!
4. Because I love Pumpkins. (Pumpkins themselves, pumpkin spice, pumpkin coffee, pumpkin decorations….)
Every October I do my best to watch some great and not-so-great Halloween-themed/Horror/Scary movies. And, if you’ve been watching this blog for some time, you will have seen some of my reviews. By far, the best reviews were in October 2012 . Actually, everything from October 2012 was pretty great.
I’ve watched some great classics (Hocus Pocus, Halloween), I’ve watched some creepiness (Carnival of Souls, Eyes without a Face), and I’ve watched some crap!
So this year I’m asking for some help. What are some Halloween movies I should be watching this year? Yes, we’re definitely going to see the new Halloween movie (can’t wait to see you later this month, Michael Myers!), but I need some suggestions of what to watch.
Crap or classic…it doesn’t matter. I will do my best to locate what you offer and let you know what I think.
Halloween H20: 20 Years Later
This movie jumped on the bandwagon of teen horror films post Scream and I Know What You Did Last Summer. I mean, sure, it’s a franchise that had started in the 70’s, but this time around it really seemed it was geared toward a younger crowd. And it did ride the heels of the others.
I am not a big fan of the Halloween movie(s). Not because I found it super scary, although, don’t get me wrong, Michael Myers is definitely a creep, but moreso I found it boring and annoying. And because I’m not a Jamie Lee Curtis fan.
All that being said, I have always like H20. And perhaps it is because it is in the same keepings of the Scream and IKWYDLS films. So, I was happy to rewatch it this year after not having seen it in a long time. And, of course, the fact that there’s a new Halloween movie geared for release next year (40 years!) did give me some incentive to see this one again.
Carnival of Souls (1962)
I really wanted to like this movie. Simply because the reviews and the statement that it’s become a “cult classic”.
Mary is involved in a car accident and decides to leave her town to move elsewhere and start anew. She accepts a new job as a church organist and on her travels, becomes drawn to an abandoned carnival located near her new town.
In addition to that creep factor, she is constantly seeing an unknown man who seems to be following her.
Aside from the Creep and the carnival, Mary has spells of time where she loses hearing and becomes invisible to others…like she doesn’t exist. Her reality brink is off and on.
It seems the 60’s had some bad overacting in films…especially this one. Once I got past that and stopped rooting for the Creeper and his friends to take Mary out, the movie wasn’t that bad and it did have a nice little M. Night Shymalan twist to it.
The Watcher in the Woods (1980)
I absolutely loved this movie when I was a little kid. It terrified me to the core, but I loved it and we watched it a bunch of times. So, when I found out a few months ago they’ve filmed a remake – with Angelica Huston, no less – I was elated. And decided to re-watch the original.
The movies stars Bette Davis as a woman whose daughter, Karen, had gone missing years before. When new neighbors move in, the oldest daughter, Jan, bears a remarkable resemblance to the missing daughter. Strange things start happening to Jan – hearing voices, seeing a girl in mirrors. And the youngest daughter, Ellie, starts acting weird…as if she’s possessed.
It’s a big mystery about the night Karen goes missing. But her friends are harboring a dark secret (got your attention yet?). What do they know about Karen’s disappearance? You should watch the movie and find out.
Aside from semi-bad acting, this movie is still a pretty good watch. It will make you sleep with a light on at night.
Eyes Without a Face (1960)
I’ve been wanting to see this movie for a short while – and even started to watch it a month or so ago, but fell asleep after just a few minutes and just didn’t bother again. Then, a few nights ago, I noticed it was OnDemand so I popped ‘er on.
This is a horror-ish movie from 1960(?) and is black and white – and in French (with subtitles).
The story is that the main character – Docteur Genessier – maimed his daughter Christiane’s face badly in a car accident. He and his wife/nurse (it’s not made clear which she is, if not both) then conspire to keep her hidden away, telling the authorities that she disappeared. Christiane is kept locked up in a room in the attic of their massive creepy gothic house, forced to wear a mask that can only be classified as creepier than Michael Myers/Jason Voorhies/Ghost Face all mixed together. It’s not meant to be sinister, but it sure as heck is. Christiane even declares that her mask frightens her.
All the while, Doc and Wifey continue to kidnap young girls who bear similar looks to Christiane and perform basement surgeries on them to try and steal their faces to replace the one Christiane is now missing. Morbid much? However, the surgeries never take…for any of them.
It’s a very odd movie without a lot of dialogue. In fact, there is so much dialogue missing that I found myself skipping over a bunch of it. (I mean, do we really have to watch the Doc walk from one building to the next without any purpose or uttering a word? *skip!*)
The movie had lots of potential and I’m sure that back in good ‘ol 1960 it was probably scary AF. But, in 2017, it sucked. It was slow and boring and the ending was just atrocious. However, the face and the mask will freak you out. I had a hard time putting it out of my head when I hit the sack.
TOURIST TRAP (1979)
This movie could have had so much potential. Perhaps if it hadn’t have come out in 1979 or if it had had a bigger budget. And maybe if the actors were better just a little better at their jobs. Don’t get me wrong, it definitely had a creep factor…but it also had a huge fromage factor. Totally campy. But hey, isn’t that what the old school horror are about?
So the plot of the movie reads as follows: “A group of friends stranded at a secluded roadside museum are stalked by a masked assailant who uses telekinetic powers to control the attraction’s mannequins. (As if mannequins weren’t freaky enough.)
I mean, come on!! Tell me those things are scary as Hell!!!
The movie is very reminiscent of House of Wax. They have very similar story lines…including a creepy brother. And mannequins….did I mention the mannequins??
All-in-all, this movie wasn’t a completely bad watch. So, grab yourself some popcorn, close the blinds, and settle in for a little creep show.