
Well, heck. For one brief shining moment, we’re caught up with the weekly Views. We’ll see how long this lasts…
In providing sidebar materials for the HorrorHound article (it’s true, it just won’t go away), I dipped into a couple more alien-possession movies (although my Belgian buddy Gert Verbeeck had the heavy lifting for that particular assignment, thanks to his wealth of TV-movie VHS cassettes. We are richer for your presence, good sir.) The remainder of the time was spent avoiding the blistering heat in the air-conditioned confines of the multiplex or whittling down the Netflix queue in front of the A/C at Chez AC – seriously, it was too hot to do anything else. At all.
Except for the requisite nightly storming of the French forces in Henry V with Festival Theatre. Ye Gods, who attends outdoor Shakespeare in 100 degree heat and 75% humidity? Madness.
As always, feel free to leave your two cents worth – we’ll make sure you get some change back.
Enjoy!