When I was thirteen, Showtime was all the rage, and after much begging by me and my brother, my parents added it to our basic cable package. It was revolutionary. Newish and a whole lot of B movies played on an endless loop—without commercials! We watched Attack of the Killer Tomatoes and Hardware Wars, a Star Wars parody with kitchen appliances for spaceships. About the time John Lennon died—some famous old guy—I sneaked into the living room in the middle of the night and watched Brooke Shields swim naked in The Blue Lagoon. I was never the same. Happy birthday, Brooke!
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