Ninety five degrees of August heat yesterday so my wife Lynn
comes down with a miserable cold and sore throat. Even though
our crib is air conned to the max, she's restless and can't sleep.
She goes downstairs at four in the morning and turns on the
teevee. The Dark Backward comes on the tube as movies like the
Dark Backward are wont to do at four o'clock in the morning in the
middle of misery. She manages to watch this filthy three armed
oddity featuring not only Judd Nelson, Bill Paxton AND Wayne
Newton but also Lara Flynn Boyle, James Caan AND Rob Lowe.
Not to mention King Moody the original McDonald's pitchman as
Twinkie Doodle. Lynn lasted about an hour, fired up the video tape.....as much to
prove that this thing actually existed and wasn't an influenza stoked
hallucination as to finish watching it. She started telling me about
the movie when she returned to bed in the darkness just before
dawn. I listened in half conscious astonishment as she described
four hundred pound hookers, a Doctor named Scurvy and a
garbage laden town called Blumph.
The next morning, we went downstairs, turned on the VCR and
watched the concluding hour of DarK Backward. What a stupendously, surreal, unapologetic and screwy film. How the hell
do these thngs ever get made? Thank God they do because
anyone might be going through hell at any particular four in the
morning.
comes down with a miserable cold and sore throat. Even though
our crib is air conned to the max, she's restless and can't sleep.
She goes downstairs at four in the morning and turns on the
teevee. The Dark Backward comes on the tube as movies like the
Dark Backward are wont to do at four o'clock in the morning in the
middle of misery. She manages to watch this filthy three armed
oddity featuring not only Judd Nelson, Bill Paxton AND Wayne
Newton but also Lara Flynn Boyle, James Caan AND Rob Lowe.
Not to mention King Moody the original McDonald's pitchman as
Twinkie Doodle. Lynn lasted about an hour, fired up the video tape.....as much to
prove that this thing actually existed and wasn't an influenza stoked
hallucination as to finish watching it. She started telling me about
the movie when she returned to bed in the darkness just before
dawn. I listened in half conscious astonishment as she described
four hundred pound hookers, a Doctor named Scurvy and a
garbage laden town called Blumph.
The next morning, we went downstairs, turned on the VCR and
watched the concluding hour of DarK Backward. What a stupendously, surreal, unapologetic and screwy film. How the hell
do these thngs ever get made? Thank God they do because
anyone might be going through hell at any particular four in the
morning.