As my wife notes, my neighborhood is currently suffering through filming of a movie called “Kalamazoo.” At first this was interesting since Bruce Campbell is one of the actors in the film, but it got less interesting after we learned he’s not involved in any of the scenes they’re shooting in my neighborhood. The chick from “Blossom” is (and I was always a fan of that show — please don’t tell anyone) but that’s not much compensation for big ass trucks everywhere.
My wife suggests that Campbell’s absence is a shame because our neighborhood already resembles something approximating “Evil Dead”-ness. In fact, when my son was born a couple years ago, my wife went into labor Saturday around 3 or 4 a.m. So I have to wake up my daugher and pile everyone in the car. Since we live in a student ghetto, there were still plenty of half-drunk (or more) students roaming the streets. It was foggy that day and for some reason my daughter was convinced they were zombies or other monsters.
So Sam Raimi wouldn’t even have to pay for extras if he wanted to shoot a horror film around here. Sam, buddy, just have your people talk to my people and we can do this.
And when is The Adventures of Brisco County finally going to come out on DVD? Sure I can torment my wife somewhat with repeated watchings of Buffy and Smallville, but she’s just dying to see the obssessive re-watchings of Brisco. Bookcase that with “Sliders” (which is going to be on DVD this summer) and she’ll run out of the house screaming.