When The Kids Are Away, It’s Time To Play…
So we’re now on week three without kids.
We’ve gone out to dinners, we’ve played tennis, gone wine tasting, had lots of sex (but not enough if you were asking my husband), went to the beach, went swimming, bike riding, took long walks and now, we’ve entered into forbidden territory. We’re watching R rated movies.
Okay, stick with me. Once in awhile, I’ll allow my daughter to catch an R rated film with me at home – like “Bridesmaids” and that George Clooney movie “The Descendants” which I convinced my hubby was PG-13 even though three quarters of the movie was laced with profanity. But other than that, we’re a PG-13 family all the way.
Now that the kids are busy soaring through the air on trapezes, riding zip lines, and tubing, we bought ourselves a brand new comforter so that we can snuggle at night watching some of the most memorable and creepiest R Rated films ever produced.
Last night, we had a 10 pm showing of “Carrie.” Remember that flick? Well if not, it’s a 1970’s classic (for those of you born after 1980 or 1990, please stick with me), that stars Sissy Spacek as Carrie White, a quiet teen who lives with her psychotic God fearing mother who likes to lock her in the closet for kicks. Carrie is ridiculed at school by the girls – some of the worst behavior I’ve ever seen exhibited by teens in my life, and her protector is the school’s coach Betty Buckley (remember her as the mom from “Eight is Enough”?) After the girls do some heinous things to Carrie, the coach makes them pay the price and bans one really bad seed from the prom. Incensed, she and her boyfriend, a doofus who is better known as John Travolta (no joke), hatch a plan to seek revenge on Carrie. Meanwhile, a really nice girl (Amy Irving) who feels bad for her convinces her boyfriend (played by William Katt of “Greatest American Hero” fame) to take Carrie to the prom so she can feel really special.
Meanwhile, Carrie’s mom has totally lost her marbles and won’t let her go to the prom but that doesn’t stop Carrie – who has discovered she has telekinetic powers which scares the bee-jeezus out of her mom after she shuts all the windows with her mind and tells her to back off in a demonic tone.
The story goes from bad to worse in a matter of minutes – Carrie goes to the prom with the hottest guy at school, wins the prom queen title, goes up on stage and is doused with a bucket of pig blood that John Travolta and his girlfriend intentionally dump on her head. Carrie then loses her mind. Her telekinetic powers are sent into overdrive and let’s just say no one survives…except for Amy Irving who escapes in the nick of time.
All I can say is they do not make R rated movies like they used to. Then again, maybe they shouldn’t. Good thing Finding Nemo in 3D is coming out in theaters right when my kids come home. Can’t wait for things to finally go back to normal.