*Warning, for some reason I cursed a lot during this post*
Summer officially began on Thursday, 6.20 which means, among other things, that outdoor movie screenings are in full swing. Cinespia's screenings at Hollywood Forever have long been the dominant force but has since grown too large for it's own good. Basically, it's not about the movies anymore; it's about finding parking, waiting in line, having a crappy spot in the grass, people smoking tobacco (regular and wacky), drunken stumbling, phone checking, fighting the horde to get out...i.e. a huge fucking hassle.
Am I being harsh? To each their own but free parking, no smoking, great seating, food trucks, BYOB, giant Oscar statues to pose with and the lack of drunk/high idiots on their phones for $5.00 is to me, the deal of a fucking century.
As magic hour faded away, our announcer for the evening welcomed us with a letter from co-star Catherine O'Hara (Home Alone, KEVIN!) who was out of the country but wanted us to know how much she appreciated being invited to the event. She had nothing but fond memories of the production and met her future husband, production designer Bo Welch, on set.
I hadn't seen this movie in years or maybe never in it's entirety. Basically, a nice couple dies in an accident, travel to the great beyond and enlist the help of an obnoxious, "bio-exorcist" in an effort to rid their home of a horrible yuppie couple that moves in. Michael Keaton steals the show as the "ghost with the most" who helps the deceased couple but really just wants to escape from the after life.
I'm not sure who saw this and thought, man, these guys should do Batman! And Beetlejuice should play him! But hey, it worked out.