Through a link I was browsing a blog just recently called Movie Trailers where anything at all to do with movies is the theme.  I became a real movie buff in my teens, especially of those from the Golden Age of Hollywood. I loved them. I would spend hours in my room piling on makeup trying to make myself look like Marilyn Monroe or Jean Harlow; trying to achieve that wonderful ‘matt’ flawless complexion that stars like Betty Grable had. I once nagged my mother into buying me Max Factors panstick foundation; I was 17 and read that the ‘pancake’ was how the movie stars got those gorgeous complexions. Actually it is like spreading putty over your face – I wore it out once and felt as though my face was wearing ME!  

Of course in the 1980′s I was trying for a ‘look’ that was forty years out of date, but you have to admit that the way they looked then was mean’t to give them that unachievable quality.

Horror films scare me to death!

Before I became so beguiled with the glamourous side of movies they usually had the opposite effect in that the scary films from the 60′s and 70′s scared me half to death. I remember being 7 years old and watching Bette Davis in Hush Hush, Sweet Charlotte. The scene where Bruce Dern’s hand is chopped off and the blood sprays over the statue caused me to lose sleep for the next two years…I think I even wet the bed that night! But for sheer terror, for sheer mental anguish that lasted until I was almost an adult I have to nominate Trilogy of Terror – the one with Karen Black and that little voodoo doll who chases her around her apartment with a knife. I tell you that episode still frightens the **** out of me to this day. Must remember to put in a new light bulb before I go to bed tonight…

Don’t give me this for my birthday!!