I lasted about 2 minutes with Jaclyn Smith's "Night Kill" before swapping to "Are You in the House Alone?"
"Night Kill" was showing broken gas pipes and not making much sense. I'm curious if it improved. I think that's the one out in Arizona where a husband drives his wife crazy with torment.
Kathleen Beller from 1985's "Deadly Messages" and Blythe Danner star in a TV movie that starts off okay but ends with primitive tactics that make one's blood boil.
Gee, you can really see Gwyneth in Danner at times.
There used to be this funny picture online that someone had doctored of Blythe Danner and Samuel L. Jackson starring in "Bears on a Submarine." I don't know who would name their child Blythe.
This movie starts out in a similar fashion to a Richard Speck crime scene, with nurses scattered all over the house being murdered.
1978 huh? We're trying to match it with "Halloween," aren't we?
My DVD-R copy looks like a CD-ROM video game like Double Switch with Corey Haim. "Hi, I'm Rick."
Two shy Camp Crystal Lake counselors prepare for a double date with Steve, who's a fencing champion, and Dennis Quad, who I only watched in "Any Given Sunday" last Saturday night.
I like the standard creepy phone calls with heavy breathing in this; but it's a 5/10 movie. I don't like it; I don't hate it.
If I recall correctly, Dennis Quad is the bad guy in this. You just know this because he disappears for long periods of time and is not in it very much.
And it's a rotten period for Beller's character, as her hormones are raging and she's impressionable and would probably allow The Boston Strangler to sell her wilderness cookies. (I always think of the clown from the TV miniseries "It" when I think of wilderness cookies.)
A misplaced 50s trio sings a ditty that's only delivered two decades too late. Talk about outatime and place.
What looks like a Patridge Family member or Ralph Malph tries to hit on Beller in a "Karate Kid" cafeteria scene. If this were the 1990s, he'd be curb-stomped for dissing the fencing black belt dude. Then further aggression would be taken out on the displaced trio of 50s doo-wop Jokers.
The movie takes an even creepier turn when Beller's drama class teacher makes her pose in a suggestive manner in front of the entire class. I have my doubts about him. He's a potential suspect.
The lady from "Bears on a Submarine" likes the young stuff and is dating Beller's brother in this.
Letting the harassing phone calls and letters get to her, Beller starts losing her composure.
It turns into a witch hunt to determine who's accountable, but I already know who's responsible because I've seen it before.
Everyone is looped in as a suspect.
Even the creepy drama class teacher, who's secretly sending out signals, should know better. He's like an octopus, just waiting for Beller to give him a sign.
This surfboard called Steve hasn't once taken a single fencing lesson, so I reckon that's all misleading and fudged about his status. Who even fences anymore? Wasn't that around Joan of Arc's era and time? (There's one lousy scene dedicated to this outdated fencing class later in the movie. Fencing. Who does that anymore?)
Oh yes, the beautiful bay of San Francisco. I highly recommend that you visit Fort Mason at night and watch Alcatraz' lighthouse twirl around continuously.
Beller discovers the lady from "Bears on a Submarine" and her brother are slowly drifting apart as he's turned into Dr. Challis, who loves the taste of alcohol a little too early in the morning.
It is at this stage, after Beller is violated, that I find myself losing interest, as everything everyone says and does, even Beller, is wrong.
To hear the lame excuses coming out of everybody's mouths is primitive.
"Why don't you just try to get over it and forget it?" "You're a tramp who was just jealous of my boyfriend."
Beller resorts to using an old-school camera to play detective.
They even admit in this movie how the rich are protected and that the law won't touch little Mr. Richie Rich.
The ending is stupid and revolting. I can't believe what I'm hearing and seeing.
Kathleen Beller from 1985's "Deadly Messages" and Blythe Danner star in a TV movie that starts off okay but ends with primitive tactics that make one's blood boil.
Gee, you can really see Gwyneth in Danner at times.
There used to be this funny picture online that someone had doctored of Blythe Danner and Samuel L. Jackson starring in "Bears on a Submarine." I don't know who would name their child Blythe.
This movie starts out in a similar fashion to a Richard Speck crime scene, with nurses scattered all over the house being murdered.
1978 huh? We're trying to match it with "Halloween," aren't we?
My DVD-R copy looks like a CD-ROM video game like Double Switch with Corey Haim. "Hi, I'm Rick."
Two shy Camp Crystal Lake counselors prepare for a double date with Steve, who's a fencing champion, and Dennis Quad, who I only watched in "Any Given Sunday" last Saturday night.
I like the standard creepy phone calls with heavy breathing in this; but it's a 5/10 movie. I don't like it; I don't hate it.
If I recall correctly, Dennis Quad is the bad guy in this. You just know this because he disappears for long periods of time and is not in it very much.
And it's a rotten period for Beller's character, as her hormones are raging and she's impressionable and would probably allow The Boston Strangler to sell her wilderness cookies. (I always think of the clown from the TV miniseries "It" when I think of wilderness cookies.)
A misplaced 50s trio sings a ditty that's only delivered two decades too late. Talk about outatime and place.
What looks like a Patridge Family member or Ralph Malph tries to hit on Beller in a "Karate Kid" cafeteria scene. If this were the 1990s, he'd be curb-stomped for dissing the fencing black belt dude. Then further aggression would be taken out on the displaced trio of 50s doo-wop Jokers.
The movie takes an even creepier turn when Beller's drama class teacher makes her pose in a suggestive manner in front of the entire class. I have my doubts about him. He's a potential suspect.
The lady from "Bears on a Submarine" likes the young stuff and is dating Beller's brother in this.
Letting the harassing phone calls and letters get to her, Beller starts losing her composure.
It turns into a witch hunt to determine who's accountable, but I already know who's responsible because I've seen it before.
Everyone is looped in as a suspect.
Even the creepy drama class teacher, who's secretly sending out signals, should know better. He's like an octopus, just waiting for Beller to give him a sign.
This surfboard called Steve hasn't once taken a single fencing lesson, so I reckon that's all misleading and fudged about his status. Who even fences anymore? Wasn't that around Joan of Arc's era and time? (There's one lousy scene dedicated to this outdated fencing class later in the movie. Fencing. Who does that anymore?)
Oh yes, the beautiful bay of San Francisco. I highly recommend that you visit Fort Mason at night and watch Alcatraz' lighthouse twirl around continuously.
Beller discovers the lady from "Bears on a Submarine" and her brother are slowly drifting apart as he's turned into Dr. Challis, who loves the taste of alcohol a little too early in the morning.
It is at this stage, after Beller is violated, that I find myself losing interest, as everything everyone says and does, even Beller, is wrong.
To hear the lame excuses coming out of everybody's mouths is primitive.
"Why don't you just try to get over it and forget it?" "You're a tramp who was just jealous of my boyfriend."
Beller resorts to using an old-school camera to play detective.
They even admit in this movie how the rich are protected and that the law won't touch little Mr. Richie Rich.
The ending is stupid and revolting. I can't believe what I'm hearing and seeing.