Lou and I watched three movies on Sunday!
- The Two Jakes
- John's Carpenter's The Thing
I had forgotten that someone has cancer in The Two Jakes and chooses to blow himself up by lighting a cigarette in a house that's filling up with explosive fumes. I was thinking sitting there on the couch cuddled up with Lou, thinking, "Well, everyone has to make that decision for themselves," as if in real life a gas-filled-house opportunity ever rolls around right when you are dealing with a very bad cancer prognosis.
John Carpenter's The Thing didn't have any cancer surprises. I've seen it a million times. I love that movie. There is this scene when the head on an alien-infested dead body rips itself free from the body, grows spider legs and googly eye stalks, and starts to sneak away out the door. One of the guys says something like, "You gotta to be F-ing kidding," and then another guy uses the flame thrower on the escaping head. (I think that line sums up where I was at last April and May.)
And here is the scene: