Midnight Kiss

Everybody is talking about spending time inside and watching scary/slash movies right now. And it may be about time. Temperatures have been fluctuating between 40-50 degrees here and it's been windy and a little rainy. Perfect time for some hot chocolate and some scares. I've been watching some scary movies (usually when I can watch with someone because I chicken out when I'm alone). I usually look for something that will keep my interest and makes me forget the gore and the scares. And then I found Midnight Kiss on Hulu. This may be my fav movie for this Halloween. I like it very gay the rest of the year, so Halloween is not an exception. It's funny how very few movies we've seen that cater to the LGBTQ public. And I say this because it seems that with all the acceptance that we seem to have gained, there's still very few mainstream movies that center or have main characters that are LGBTQ-oriented. 

I know that the trope is that the gay/lesbian/black/slutty character is the first one killed in any slasher/thriller/horror movie but what if a movie centers on gay characters? That's what I got when I watched Midnight Kiss. Think of it like one of those ensamble movies like St. Elmo's Fire that meets Scream halfway through. But gay. Unabashedly gay. Gay, gay, gay. The last gay slasher movie I actually saw was Hellbent, years and years ago but then this movie suddenly jumped in my suggestions (you know streaming services know EVERYTHING about you, don't cha?) and I just had to watch. The movie is by no means Hereditary, mind you, but I enjoyed it. Because representation. And because it's October and jumpy scares and talking about what scares us are the order of the day. Don't believe me? Well, here's me, biting on another of Upton's  cool ideas:

The Scary Mary Quiz

Like Upton, Thunder and lightning used to scare me like nothing else when I was a child. Still do, though. It's a combo I really do not like. There's something about that noise that gets to me. I imagine it's the intrinsic, unchained violence of nature that makes me look for cover, no matter where I am. 

I think the first horror movie I really remember is Dario Argento's Suspiria. I knew Miguel Bosé was in the movie and I wanted to watch it, but I had no idea what the movie was about. So my friends and I got it on VHS and sat down to watch it. And I was not ready for the twisty scares and the gore. Not at all. I've watched the movie again as an adult and I think it's fascinating. I even watched the remake and enjoyed it. But that first time I saw it? I absolutely freaked out. 

The one movie I remember that scared me to death was The Exorcist. I was in my late teens and two friends and I snuck into a double-feature movie theater to see The Exorcist. We've heard all the stories but I had never seen the movie so we went. Bad idea. By the first reel I had forgotten all about the popcorn and was freaking out. I've discovered that imaginary monsters scare me and that the Catholic in me takes over when there's tales of the devil. I had nightmares for a month. 

I think that one of the things that scare me most is having to work for a corporation and being trapped in a cubicle for hours on end Twilight Zone style. Seriously. I don't know how I'd react if I had to be hunched over a computer in a cubicle for hours and hours, looking at spreadsheets. Especially now, during the pandemic I've come to appreciate my job. Really. Who fucking knew?

I'm terrified of driving in the snow. Terrified. I once drove off I-90 going to Cleveland during Xmas break and I swear is one of the most terrifying feelings I've ever felt. A big truck passed me on the road and I lost control of the car in the middle of of a snowstorm. Still thanking the Goddess I was alone on the road. I spun and ended up in the ditch. Because of the horrible weather, I had to wait for one hour for the AAA guy to show up and drag me out. Thankfully, the car was fine. When I got to Cleveland, I was shaking so badly I had to have a drink. 

I  very seldom remember my dreams. Very, very seldom. But one of the dreams that usually stay with me is one dream where I'm kind of going to step into the void from a height. I never really do it, you see? It's just that feeling of being on a ledge in a very high place. I have no idea what it means (thanks, Dr. Freud) but it's kind of recurrent. 

I don't really believe in poltergeists, but I get scared in movies that have them. One of those Paranormal Activity movies freaked me out so badly that I usually don't like baby monitors or looking at webcams. Really. I'm a wuss. 

I have never, ever lived in a house that I believed was haunted. Nope. And I don't want to. Why would I do that to myself, Mary?

I don't go to hayrides or haunted house 'experiences'. I don't like jumpy scares. My idea of fun is not running away from a man with a chainsaw. Why would I pay to be scared shitless? Have never understood that. Yes, I'm boring. So sue me.

I've never been pranked. And I've never pranked anybody. I have no idea how I'd react! I'd probably scream and run. Or slap the motherfucker. I have no idea!!

Now, what's your go-to Halloween movie? Is it queer?

Here’s some suggestions: Hellbent, Bite Marks, No night is too Long, In the Blood, Rocky Horror Picture Show and both seasons of Dante’s Cove are on Amazon.

Hulu also has Hot Guys with Guns and two versions of The Rocky Horror Picture Show!

Netflix has Last Ferry, and You’re Killing Me.

Happy viewing!

XOXO