Lulu’s Loose Screw

I was watching The Loved Ones , a creepy Australian prom movie that my sister showed me the trailer of before Thanksgiving night.  I was still relatively in the beginning of the story—where the boy is kidnapped—and it was up to the part where the father comes into Lola's room to give her a pretty pink prom dress.  And I could not help but think, is this Pretty in Pink if it were a serial-killer-thriller, where Molly Ringwald and her father, Harry Dean Stanton, kidnap Blane (Andrew McCarthy) and torture him? Lola and her father live together, seemingly apart from the rest of the town, secluded on farm-like property, away from the woods. Her father looks as if he is a janitor of some sort, struggling to make a living for his daughter and himself, just as Harry Dean Stanton's character is portrayed in the 80s John Hughes' film.  (side note: I have decided that all Australian horror movies are crazy scary—some of the most frightening horror m...

I have been cursing since the 7 th grade.  It is a past time and a practicing trade of mine. And cursing just makes sentences so much better! Example: Cursing just makes sentences so much fucking better!                         AAAHHH, doesn’t that sound, and don’t you just feel, so much fucking better? However I must confess that in the 7 th grade cursing was more of a taboo than it is in the professional, adult world.  So I drafted a contract for my friends, stating that whenever I cursed they must hit me.  It did not work so well.  And maybe they were just trying to protect themselves (hitting another student would not look too good on their straight A permanent record). But then I got to high school, and I had a friend who sympathized.  He came up with the exploding F, where you use your bottom lip as ...