Carrie is a really popular movie, even if you haven’t seen it you probably know what it’s about. It’s been lampooned and referenced a million times. For that reason, I am going to jokingly describe it as a movie about a god-fearing, loving mother who just wants her daughter to stop being such a whore. But her daughter is also possessed by the devil, so instead she gets asked to prom by the hottest guy in school and it’s totes awesome.
Carrie was the first movie ever adapted from a Stephen King novel, and it’s definitely still one of the best. Unfortunately, Stephen King has licensed his books for a zillion shitty (mostly made for tv) movies. I still haven’t forgiven him for the tv movies of The Stand and IT. The movie is pretty faithful to the book, they only change a few things (Carrie is supposed to be ugly, fat, and zitty), and the only thing I really wish came across better is that John Travolta’s character is supposed to be really fucking crazy, but since that’s conveyed via his inner monologue, I guess that was kind of hard to show in the movie.
Also featured are Piper Laurie (Twin Peaks), Nancy Allen (Robocop), PJ Soles, Edie McClurg, a delightful array of feathered and poofy hair, and boobs when women with ghastly implants weren’t the only ones getting topless in movies. No one ever gets topless in movies anymore! I blame the internet, they know screen caps will end up on Oh No They Didn’t while a bunch of cranky teenagers point out every mark and nipple hair.
Entree: Amazingly, this is my first devil joke: seitan chops smothered in apples and ginger (In the movie, Carrie says apple cake gives her pimples).
Side: Roasted beets with balsamic glaze. Anything red will work for the period joke, really.
Dessert: Peanut butter chocolate brea–I mean, pillows. (I chuckled for days over that one!)