Blog serendipity

When I was a freshman in college (he said, newly safely coddled in his forties [!?!?!]) , my townie roommate worked at the old-school movie theatre uptown, thus making it possible to sit through Fatal Attraction 10 times for free, and The Running Man more than that, all the while NOT studying a whit and drinking copious amounts of Mickey's Bigmouth. Why, yes, I am still a sophomore in college...why do you ask?

ANYway. One preview that came up and we all saw any number of times was The Seventh Sign. I leave the afore-typed crappy syntax as is, to further assure you that I have no college degree. This was the Demi Moore is Going to Have the Devil's Baby Movie. Added gravitas courtesy of title being close to Bergman's The Seventh Seal.

So the actual preview has the even-then standard doomladen voiceover: "The signs are coming..." which cuts to hot rain falling on the streets of a big city and people running to get away from it, etc, then to some Haitian-ish kids on a beach, where one of them notices dead fish washing ashore. Kid shyly approaches dead fish.

Now we had seen this preview probably twenty times, so your humble narrator thought, from the lobby one near-dusk, to shout out (just prior to the urchin touching said sturgeon, which is hot to the touch, as the seas are all a-boil with Lucifer's Wrath, doncha know) "DON'T TOUCH THE FISH!" Onscreen, the ragamuffin touches fish anyway, cries out "Aiiieee!" as he had all the previous times, but by this time the theatre itself was A-BOIL WITH MIRTH!

All of this is a long, long way of saying that yesterday I wanted to post this picture of the "talking fox" from that Lars Von Trier Antichrist movie, but didn't have time:

and it's a good thing I waited, because this is blog post #666, according to the doodad on this here gizmo that counts that sorta stuff!

Serenidipity!