There is nothing quite like coming home after a 14 hour work-day to the sight and smell of your husband cooking steaming-hot, spicy bhurji (indian scrambled eggs). The aroma of freshly chopped green chillies, and onions sizzling in the frying pan, tingling in my nostrils. Ahhhhh….
I always knew I married the perfect man. This just re-affirms it.
For a few months now, ideas of romantic saturday nights with the MOTH have gone down the gurgler thanks to MGM channel. Ever since he discovered Incredibly Strange TV a few months ago, saturday nights have been dedicated to watching some of the most bizarre, strangest and most convoluted movies ever made. Apparently there is an art to making these movies. I dont get the art, but then hey, I have Harry Potter and The Da Vinci Code right up there on my list of favourite flicks, so no surprises there.
But given that being married means being supportive of each other’s …strange….hobbies, I decided to sit and watch these movies with the MOTH. And I have to admit, often I couldnt finish watching these movies to the end. But what really surprised me about these movies was how huge a fan base they have, given how unbearably BAD these movies are.
The first one I watched was Seeding Of A Ghost. Pretty young woman, has an affair, gets killed, husband gets pissed off, resurrects her ghost, who kills everybody. The usual Ramsay Bros formula. But SO much more twisted! Ramsay Bros never had the imagination to make a ghost have sex with a dead body and then give birth to the most horrible looking, mutated creature who becomes the harbringer of destruction!
Sadly, all the movies thereafter kept going downhill, each one worse than the last one (in my opinion. The MOTH thoroughly disagrees) Supervixens (The director was obviously obsessed with female torsos), Mighty Peking Man (King Kong on a budget), Monster From The Surf (Seaweed meets serial killer), Hercules Vs Mongols (no description necessary, thats actually what the movie was about!). You get the idea….
So today is the first saturday after this “film festival”, as the MOTH likes to call it, has ended. A saturday night with just me, and the MOTH, and no weird movies….:-)