Self-Indulgence

Taking a cue from St casserole , I indulged myself this weekend. I had a bad haircut rectified and went all out. I had the shampoo, the hair cut, the blow drying, and the styling. I further indulged myself with a Heineken and Cary Grant. My secret is out. That guy is funny, smart, tall, and very handsome. He is also a very good actor. If you haven't seen him in Arsenic and Old Lace, you are missing out on a very good movie.

During the 1940's, a movie about serial killers was handled much differently than today. You don't see any dead bodies or gore. All of that is off-screen. The focus is on the actors and the plot, not on how much you can be grossed out.

Even tough it is about serial killers who happen to be in their 60's, it is actually a dark comedy. Who could believe that those two sweet old ladies, who make broth for the sick and wonderful treats for the neighborhood kids would be murderers?

Cary Grant is wonderful who as their nephew tries to do everything he can to stop them without them being arrested. His whole family is crazy. One brother, Teddy, thinks he is Theodore Roosevelt and the other, Jonathan, has killed as many people as his aunts. The plot centers around the antics of Mortimer(Grant) who doesn't want to see any of his relatives arrested. All the action falls on the same day and you are exposed to just how demented this family truly is. Thrown into the mix is the fact he was married that day and while his new bride is telling her father about their marriage, he is learning about his aunts 'charity work' for lonely old men. It is a hilarious movie.