I awakened in the middle of the night with the kind of hangover which can only be caused by too much tequila and a “Sci-Fi Original Movie” entitled “Mansquito”, so here I am. I’m eating a banana and drinking some water, and I intend to type until one of these remedies begins to work for me.
So, yeah, our family watched “Mansquito” last night. I gotta tell ya, the hubby and I were pretty excited when we saw the title. Writers who use that sort of balls-out syllable combining don’t come along every day, and when they do – baby, you gotta be there.
The man into bug theme has been used before, of course, and it’s been done better. First, there was Metamorphosis, then, years later, there was that movie “The Fly” which, impressively enough, starred What’s His Name and co-starred What’s Her Name. That was a memorable flick. But, you can never consider any theme truly done to death until the folks at the Sci-Fi channel get their collective grubby paws on it.
So, in case you wondered:
God is dead. Bela Lugosi? Also dead. Franz Kafka is dead as well. Last but not least, the man into bug theme is now officially dead. I, on the other hand, am just sleepy. Goodnight all.