last night we made mulled cider with rum and watched a truly terrifying film that gave me nightmares as a child and that i still found disturbing while re-watching as a 29 year old man. Return to Oz. so. scary.
if you haven't seen it, i recommend that you watch it between now and Halloween. 'tis the season.
it's pretty dark, compared to The Wizard of Oz. basically, Dorothy ends up in a mental institution for some electro-shock therapy (because she's a lesbian, i assume, and that really is what they did to gays back then); she escapes; she flies to Oz, which has been decimated beyond recognition since her previous, sparkly visit. some old bitch with interchangeable heads captures Dorothy and wants to steal her youth (kind of like the film Hocus Pocus, and Madonna). then a lot of other scary stuff happens, but i don't remember because i fell asleep last night halfway through the movie. oops! my bad...
i blame the rum, but also i woke up at 4:30 yesterday morning after foolishly staying awake until after midnight.
in other news, today i'm test-driving a new car -- that is, if my guest ever gets out of bed.