So when I noticed via Ghoul Friday that Misgivings Day Weekend was approaching, I thought, "Perfect!".
I had been planning to get out the indoor Halloween stuff this weekend. Everything, that is, that doesn't remain out year-round. So I thought, why not devote the entire weekend to Halloween? Lurk around the stores in search of new acquisitions. Decorate the house. Watch a spooky movie. Perhaps bake some candy corn cookies.
At the end of Day One. I sheepishly admit to only acquiring new Halloween cookie cutters and retrieving three boxes of decorations from storage. Then, much like the Energizer Bunny (before the Energizer batteries were added) I stopped. And went out to dinner.
Upon my return, however, I did watch the first of the season's classic horror films (and I use the term loosely): Invisible Ghost with Bela Lugosi. Poor Bela. Things really went downhill for him after Dracula. No matter. This was a movie that seemed terribly ridiculous at first but turned out to be acceptably ridiculous by the mid-point.
Typically for movies of this era, the title is misleading.
No one is invisible and there is no ghost. There is, instead, a man whose wife has left him but who has celebrated each wedding anniversary in the three years since by having dinner and "talking" to her as if she is present. His daughter and servants seem okay with this.
Oh, and there have been a number of murders around the house in those three years. But I digress.
As it turns out, his missing wife isn't far away at all and her repeated "ghostly" appearance on the property sends Lugosi's character into a trance during which he feels compelled to strangle people.
His daughter's boyfriend is accused of the most recent murder, quickly found guilty and even more quickly executed. It all seems a little rushed. But then his twin brother shows up. And the movie surprisingly improves. One more murder and two attempts later, all is revealed. And the movie ends abruptly. As they so often do.
All in all, a mediocre start to Misgivings Day Weekend. In more ways than one. But tomorrow . . . tomorrow I plan to actually open those boxes of decorations.
I had been planning to get out the indoor Halloween stuff this weekend. Everything, that is, that doesn't remain out year-round. So I thought, why not devote the entire weekend to Halloween? Lurk around the stores in search of new acquisitions. Decorate the house. Watch a spooky movie. Perhaps bake some candy corn cookies.
At the end of Day One. I sheepishly admit to only acquiring new Halloween cookie cutters and retrieving three boxes of decorations from storage. Then, much like the Energizer Bunny (before the Energizer batteries were added) I stopped. And went out to dinner.
Upon my return, however, I did watch the first of the season's classic horror films (and I use the term loosely): Invisible Ghost with Bela Lugosi. Poor Bela. Things really went downhill for him after Dracula. No matter. This was a movie that seemed terribly ridiculous at first but turned out to be acceptably ridiculous by the mid-point.
Typically for movies of this era, the title is misleading.
No one is invisible and there is no ghost. There is, instead, a man whose wife has left him but who has celebrated each wedding anniversary in the three years since by having dinner and "talking" to her as if she is present. His daughter and servants seem okay with this.
Oh, and there have been a number of murders around the house in those three years. But I digress.
As it turns out, his missing wife isn't far away at all and her repeated "ghostly" appearance on the property sends Lugosi's character into a trance during which he feels compelled to strangle people.
His daughter's boyfriend is accused of the most recent murder, quickly found guilty and even more quickly executed. It all seems a little rushed. But then his twin brother shows up. And the movie surprisingly improves. One more murder and two attempts later, all is revealed. And the movie ends abruptly. As they so often do.
All in all, a mediocre start to Misgivings Day Weekend. In more ways than one. But tomorrow . . . tomorrow I plan to actually open those boxes of decorations.