You’re watching a movie and Bruce Dern:
or Brad Dourif:
appears on screen.
What’s your next thought?
- “Oh he’s going to turn out to be a sympathetic, mentally stable, all-round mensch of a character.”
- “Hey, here’s Uncle B: twenty-four-hour party person and master of benign slapstick!”
- “If, some time before the end of this reel, he’s pointing a gun at the male lead, twitching spasmodically, and explaining why the voices from his refrigerator made him do what he did, I won’t be at all surprised.”
Do you think their rellies ever get Bruce or Brad round to babysit? How do the children being babysat feel about this? Is there a special salon somewhere in Hollywood where you can get stalker hair?
Brad Dourif! Ever see a film called ‘Wise Blood‘ where he joins the Church of Christ Without Christ? Pretty disturbing.
It was when Dourif’s Chucky was left alone with the child and the babysitter that it all went wrong in ‘Child’s Play’ . . . leaving Chucky with any toddler after documentary footage showing him killing people left right and centre would seem a bad idea . . .
You should see Bruce in the eco-classic “Silent Running”, where he nurtures earth’s remaining greenery in a giant greenhouse-cum-spaceship, and has two cute robot friends called Huey and Louie, who are proficient with both watering cans and scalpels (performing surgery on Bruce). It’s just the sweetest film, and not a hint of ding-a-ling psychopathy.
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Bruce kills one of the other human members of the crew so he can save the trees and flowers. That’s ding-a-ling enough for me. (I have to confess I used to love that film, though.)
Also a guilty pleasure of mine.
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