Seanan McGuire (seanan_mcguire) wrote,
Seanan McGuire
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Good news, girls! Your dates are here!

...but the bad news is they're dead.

We all have those movies that we saw as kids and were horribly scarred-slash-influenced by. They aren't always good movies. In fact, I'd say a lot of them are bad movies, which we love because hey, when you're a kid, men in rubber suits chasing girls in bikinis after inexplicable beachfront musical numbers are pure gold. These are the movies that make us the people we become as adults. For me, these movies were split just about fifty-fifty between "really bad horror movies" and "candy-colored cartoon wonderlands." This explains a great many things, if you stop and think about it for a moment. Or don't. It might be better for you.

One of my most formative films was a creepy little horror-comedy called The Night of the Creeps [Amazon]. It, along with The Monster Squad, Night of the Comet, and Buffy: The Vampire Slayer, informed me on a very deep and meaningful level. And it has been totally unavailable for years now, due to rights issues and the fact that, let's face it, they needed to wait for those of us who remembered loving this movie were old enough to have disposable income.

Guess what came out on DVD today?

There is so much love.
Tags: geekiness, good things, horror movies, so the marilyn, this is halloween
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One day, The Flight of Dragons will come out on DVD, and I will squeal with joy and devour it. I can remember being four years old, watching dragons and wizards and princesses and knights for the very first time in all their cartoon glory, and getting my very first taste of fantasy. Obviously, it never left, such that I can pretty much draw a line from that first viewing to the present day, having decided at four that make-believe and magic was emphatically My Bag, Baby. Given that I grew up in the 80s/90s, an era when girl-power magic cartoons were at their zenith, it's possible that I would have come to love fantasy anyway, just via a different route. But there's something wonderful about the fact that, despite only being exposed to two incomplete viewings between the ages of four and ten, I could still quote almost word-for-word the villain-dragon's speech and the hero's retaliation from the final confrontation; that I named inumerable princesses in my early stories Melisande after a barely-glimpsed sleeping beauty, and that I always held a love for female tomboy archer-characters who dressed in green and lived alone in the forest, because that's what one of the Flight of Dragons girls did. Formative, aye. And brilliant.
Looking on the black magic servers (torrenting), I see a couple of different downloads of The Flight of Dragons...
Oooh :)