To keep my heart calm, Jordan and I went to HIGH TENSION — the gory French psycho film featuring a non-stop creep-out of straight razor murder, dismemberment, and mental perversity that is beyond the beyond. It is so disgusting, Norman Bates wouldn’t take his mother to see it. Of course, I loved it. The movie has occasional subtitles, but mostly is dubbed in English for wide American appeal. Jordan was unimpressed. "The actors in that movie were lip-syncing," he complained. "And they didn’t do a very good job." Now that I’ve seen it, I want to catch it on video to see the "clues" to the revelatory ending. It was far better than Boogyman — the movie sooo stupid, the entire theatre audience yelled insults at the screen and the projectionist had to run for his life.
Yes, it’s true — there IS a movie entitled ROSCOE’S CHICKEN AND WAFFLES! I have eaten at Roscoe’s, and the chicken/waffle combination is excellent. I’m thinking of starting Burl’s Beef Steak & Pancake Restaurant, but I’m too busy right now writing STEALTH and polishing "Secrets of a Hollywood Private Detective."