When I finally figured out how to work the VCR at the age of 4, it was the summer of 1997. There I sat in the basement outfitted in a Tweety bird bathing suit, sitting in a laundry basket in the dark, watching Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer over and over and over.
That's basically where my movie viewing started. The earliest movie I remember going to see was Flubber, with Robin Williams. My dad took to to Flix and we were the only ones in the theater. I don't remember anything but a few blotchy moments of the movie, but my dad tells me I was freaking out the whole time because I was being paranoid (well there's something that hasn't changed!).
I was also a Disney Princess number one fan. Cinderella, Pocahontas, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, I watched (and still own) them all. Anastasia was my absolute favorite, and I finally dusted off my VHS about 2 weeks ago and I STILL love it. It's like Doctor Zhivago for beginners. My aunt took me to see Anastasia on Ice, ARE YOU JEALOUS, ARE YOU? :)
I was scared of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, the Oompa Loompas, Ursula from The Little Mermaid, and pretty much every Disney villian out there. Cruella De Vil still freaks me out. I also used to think that I was indeed Harriet the Spy, and wore my yellow rain coat while carrying around my marble notebook taking "spy notes"; I was really just creeping around the living room and kitchen, stalking my own parents.
Aaaand then I watched Bye Bye Birdie and all hell broke loose from a one woman show by yours truly, but that's a different story.
Hollywood Divided by Kevin Brianton
20 hours ago