90 min Red Box: "Snatchers" Diablo Cody with a "Gremlins" Twist

*Blog entry started on March 16, 2020.

And now the virus has left us without any opportunities for fun. That is a bit of hyperbole of course. With 14 video game libraries, two streaming devises, a region-free DVD player, a UHD Blu-ray player, and a VCR, there are plenty of means to have fun in my living room.

Provided you can deal with the company of a hard-to-read former better quarter. (Eva the Cat will always get half). Ironically, I think I have become the cat in the relationship. She just loves having living things around her. If they do not come up to her for pets and snuggling, their activities do not matter to her. Perhaps I should find a dead mouse to tell her to get involved with the environment. At least that will provide me with a chance to get in trouble, if only for a few minutes.

What I cannot do go out and is get into trouble. If you cannot do that on Saint Patrick's Day, when can you? Are the Irish-Americans (my lesser quarter) going to get an unofficial? Maybe I should start printing up some green racist shirts.

My current job and my access to it would make it the ideal speakeasy. It is the Roaring 20's after all. Call in some of my friends in the performance industry from Peoria, and there would be some money to be made. The parking is off the street, so no reason for suspicion. And we do have a guy with access to kegs and other booze. If it was not for old people being the primary people coming into the establishment, there would be zero risk of viral concerns. But the lobby is closed.

Alas, everyone at the day job (fortunately) still has a day job, so no one is taking the idea seriously. I should be use to I since I (we) have yet to get my (our) no/low-budget, feature-length, pro-wrestling zom-com "Main Event of the Dead" out of development hell (If you have any suggestions on how to get this production going or need a proof-of-concept/script treatment, email me at russthebus07@gmail.com). If only this nonsense did not sound so much like Will Ferrell's "The House".

Thank the gods the liquor stores are still open. That may be able to numb the loneliness further enhanced by my ex's nature. Then again, I might just go on a seeming endless YouTube dive as I wait for her to go to bed like she says she will. She was nearly asleep by the end of the "Westworld" season premiere, but the lights go on, and her crafting catalogues are then opened. If you are just bored, let me know. I want to get to bed at a decent hour, so I will be more than happy to move to another room to watch the pregnancy-horror comedy that I suspect you will lack the stomach for. Fifty five cents is all I want to give Red Box at a time.

Snatchers - Overly Clever Title and Story

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IMDb: Snatchers (2019)