John Landis wrote and directed American Werewolf in London, which wowed audiences with it’s amazing effects (Oscar win for Rick Baker), humor, gore, sex, and more gore. It’s pretty dated now and the effects don’t stand the test of time, but the movie is still funny, goofy fun. The soundtrack remains amusing, it’s chock full of songs that make reference to the moon – “Moondance”, “Bad Moon Rising,” multiple versions of “Blue Moon.”

Next up was 90210. I had to know if Naomi ended up doing time after getting caught with Adrianna’s stash. Plus, I needed the dish about Silver and Dixon’s date last week. And what about Teacher Ryan pining away for Guidance Counselor Kelly while Youngish Allegedly-Hip Principal Dipshit figures out what to do about his own problem. Namely that he never knew he had a love-child from his teen romance with Adrianna’s mom 18 years ago. She so kept the baby. Except then she gave the baby up. Plus, even if an episode is boring, you can always count on Jessica Walter showing up and having an excellent Lucille Bluth moment because that’s who she’s basically playing.

Then it was time for A Nightmare on Elm Street, which I realized I’d never seen before. It was kind of boring and very 1984. At first that seemed appropriate because I’m finishing the cuff of a purple sweater dress I just made that’s a wee bit 80s, but then it started to make me sleepy so I put it (the movie, not the dress) on the backburner and watched James Whale’s Bride of Frankenstein instead. I have a truly fab Bride wig and costume, maybe I’ll wear it Friday while I hide in the basement from Trick-or-Treaters and conclude the film fest.