|Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and Whatever The Hell Else Might Be Apropos from Movies At Dog Farm!|
I'm a horrible, curmudgeonly old bastard. As such, one of the many things I simply can not tolerate during the holidays is the compulsion to reflect upon the year that was. Do we really need to dig that up again? But that's pretty much been the modus operandi for the entire month, so why switch gears now?
This fifth and final edition of The Dog Farm's Best In Show 2013 gets meta by looking back upon two posts that look back upon a simpler time. It's kind of like listening to your grand-dad tell you about the dark days before Pearl Harbor. The first post, Movies At Dog Farm Remembers . . . The Drive-Ins Of My Misspent Youth, is about the local drive-ins of my childhood, all of which are long since gone. We still have a few here in Virginia, but I haven't been to one in decades. The few that remain play family fare and blockbusters, and that's just not what I want to see at the drive-in. If it ain't skeevy, it ain't a drive-in movie.
The second post, Movies At Dog Farm Remembers: The Early Scares And Formative Horrors, covers how we old-timers got our genre movies at home back before instant streaming and digital video discs. Yes, they were "talkies", smartass.
Movies At Dog Farm Remembers . . . The Drive-Ins Of My Misspent Youth
Movies At Dog Farm Remembers: The Early Scares And Formative Horrors
I hope everyone has enjoyed this month's look back at the Dog Farm's first year, but you should stop reading this now, bookmark it to check the links later, and go spend some time with the people you love. The Dog Farm remembers that being pretty nifty, too. I desperately need a nap before Gunnar wakes up and decides it's time to open his presents, but I'll be back in the new year refreshed and ready to get back to work.
Merry Christmas, everyone, and a Happy New Year!