I had the distinct urge to open with a picture of Nosferatu. It is Wrist to Forehead Sunday, and this post is going to be foolish, short on substance, but possibly long on monster movie pictures. I offer no excuse for my perfidy (isn’t that a nice word?) but will drive on with the post.
This is blurrier than the picture of Joan Crawford with an ax that I usually post. However, this one does not have the silly caption about giving Mommy the candy. Sometimes when I watch a movie like Straitjacket, that I love to pop in periodically, I feel a little sad, because I have to wait a certain amount of time before I watch it again. I’m in the mood lately that I only want to watch all my old favorite movies. It is fortunate that I have a lot of old, favorite movies. However, the selection is not infinite.
It is not yet time to watch House on Haunted Hill either. I stole the above from a group I recently joined about William Castle, one of my most admired people. I do not have nearly enough William Castle movies in my collection.
Most probably I will end the day, as I end many Sunday, by watching Snapped. And that is not bad for a Wrist to Forehead Sunday. Hope to see you all on Middle-aged Musings Monday.