My friends, both of them, will tell you that I have somewhat odd tastes in books and films. My wife will tell you it's beyond "odd."
On the book side, I'm the only person most people know who collects rare books on copywriting and marketing. I went nuts last year when noted advertising copywriter Bruce Bendinger sent me a copy of the late John Matthews' book, The Copywriter.
Is that a yawn I hear in response to that anecdote?
I can travel down some equally bizarre paths in films.
For instance, a few years ago I heard about a film Richard and Danny Elfman (yes, the same Danny Elfman who now writes movie scores, most notably for Tim Burton) made back in their "Mystic Knights of the Oinga Boinga" days. The Knights, as you should know, were the predessors to the less phonetically challenged "Oinga Boinga."
The film was made in 1980 in black and white, directed by Richard, and featured cardboard cutout backgrounds for sets and Herve Villechaize, of Fantasy Island fame, as the king of a world hidden in another dimension..
What's the title of this momentous film (that you've probably never heard)?
Forbidden Zone.
Not The Forbidden Zone, as it is sometimes incorrectly referred to, just Forbidden Zone.
This is one of those "must be seen to be believed" type films, and not because it features state-of-the-art special effects. Believe me, it doesn't. Back when we were kids, my brothers and I made better sets on our carport when we'd try to build a rocketship to fly to Mars in.
But let me tell you, after you see it, whenever you hear the term "cult film," Forbidden Zone will always come to mind.
Now, for years I waited and watched to see if this film might turn up at a midnight film festival. It didn't. I searched discount bins in second hand stores for a dvd of it. Couldn't find it.
Yeah, I could've ordered it online or from some store, but where's the fun in that?
Finally, it turned up on Showtime. Now I'm not a regular Showtime subscriber, but we moved recently and got one month free with our new cable service. So last month, I was treated to Forbidden Zone, not once, not twice, but five times! and at no cost.
I won't ruin it for you by telling you too much, just let me say-- Where else can you watch Danny Elfman, dressed as the devil, singing a demented version of Minnie the Moocher?
'Nuff said.
Anyway, the guys in the white suits are arrving. My next blog may be coming to you from a padded room.
By the way, I wouldn't watch this with the kiddies. It seems that, among other things, the princess of Forbidden Zone forgot to fully clothe herself prior to filming.
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