Bringing you quality entertainment the next town over from Beetlejuice’s Rockin’ Graveyard Revue. I sense “cross-over” material in that godforsaken south county apartment, like a play-pen of sin and bleary-eyed malfeasance. United “UNHOLY FORCES”– the meeting of the minds. It’s all “yonder Highway 44” on the outskirts of St. Louis. . . . .
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“Coast to Coast A.M” attracts the moths of some ungodly hour like a camp-fire of space legends and supernatural rumor. The lonely, the unemployed, the night-shift, the susceptible as millions tune in to hear strange tales like freaky futurism and ancient alien astronomy that takes a page straight from the old “X-Files”.
The dark groan of the highway and tingling signals of terrestrial talk-radio as anything seems possible. As the world sleeps, idle thoughts away from the rhythm of the ole’ punch-clock and working week. Mysterious, pondering at the night sky—the third stone from the sun, as mix LSD with psychotropic medicine, or maybe just a whole hell of a lot of gas station coffee and the fevered unknown.
The last neighborhood in America. . . . . subconscious dream-states and murky existence where a great deal of Beetlejuice lives like the beckoning legs of a trap-door spider and the whites of his hyper-active ghoulsh eyes like a salesman from the outer limits.
Alien abductions. . . . . “picking-up earth-women”.
Cattle mutilations. . . . . “anyone up for a BBQ?”
The land of 24-hour diners & truck-stops like 3 A.M. breakfasts and cagey, libertarian constitutionalism with the right to self-defense like a laser pistol in some James Cameron movie.
And here come the straggler’s. . . . .
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Announcing THE BEETLE HOUSE.
A fine eatery under moon-blue neon and surrealist flavors, themed after the films of Tim Burton to the sounds of Pee-Wee calypso. A charred skull grips a rose in its teeth under the whirly-twirly pin-stripes of spirals and snake-head into the pin-prick of fairy-land oblivion as a waitress refills your ice tea with olive laurels in her hair. The munificent shadow-world beckons to the dance of dead autumn leaves as somber merriment shall partake in a varied and artisanal menu of good eats and finer fellowship. Open now in New York—for the savvy and pop-cultured best of nightlife.
For youthful, fresh perspectives– you can’t go wrong with local community radio as kids have the naivete and faithlessness to declare themselves a punk princess impressio in a doll-house of young, kicking energy for the sake of local interest and avoiding true career callings. Lydia runs along the punk/artistic circles and gleefully drags-along her clique of oddball friends, like “skate-rats”, “hippie-girls”, and street characters as they bicker around themselves and fill in stretches of dialogue in the glittering hang-out of Utopia Studios.
The odd, the strange, the unusual, the transgressive– bands playing and imagery flashing on from a projector “like a real head-trip”. Below is footage of Nirvana playing at a campus studio up at Evergreen State College in Olympia, Washington. You can see ingenious blue-screen tricks and some of what’s in the background is from Haxan, a 1922 Swedish/Danish film that was once narrated by Beat oddball, William S. Burroughs.
An hallucinogenic trip for kids dancing and writhing in the strobe-lights to strange energies as it gives you more of a feel for who Lydia is, or what’s true to her character as you can’t write-down this stuff, necessarily– only watch and appreciate.
Coming to a theater near you, “Beetlejuice 2”!!
(– At least how I see it. . . . .)
For the coolest goth-girl around, “seeing is believing” like midnight 3-D glasses and Count Chockula Cereal– sipping Sprite soda through a stick of Twizzler’s licorice and bedeviling the nightmares & dreamscapes of the infatuated “10 year-old, inside”. You’re the best!!
In this article, below– Geena Davis says she’d love to come back for a sequel but whether many of the original actors can feasibly return– because it’s been such a long bunch of years.
Apparently, no one said much of anything to her or anyone– as this project is still well-bound to the ole’ drawing-board.
BUT I COMMAND-IT. . . . . . WE WILL BRING THEM BACK (– BUT “SOMEWHAT”)
Certainly, in the prologue it would be useful to refer back to what happened in the last movie, maybe with old vintage footage and newspaper headlines as ghosts of past events whirl out of a funeral parlor fire-place and kicks off the action– namely, Beetlejuice “late to his own movie”, which hasn’t even been filmed yet as a kind of “meta-joke” as fans gather around the “Beetlejuice Returns” premier and get restless in the movie theater.
I won’t give away too many surprises, here. (TOP SECRET)
But the likenesses of the old 1988 cast can be reused, or a CGI ghost-world cameo can air as “an in-joke” or brief mention as you can bring-on any image you want with computers as Geena Davis & Alec Baldwin take-on different form, voicing-over.
With other cameos, including crowd scenes or an in-movie “infomercial” for Beetlejuice’s “soul-recovery” business, when ghosts are trick-rigged into the bodies of armadillos, coyotes, and pythons like discount “living properties” to inhabit– like trailer-park rentals unto dubious refinancing schemes. Everyone can show-up a couple of times and at least be part of the project, somewhere.
The movie, obviously– will move-off into a different direction. Yes, Lydia Deetz has a major role as the original seemed more interested in the Lydia/Beetlejuice interaction than in anyone else. But we hope to make this a worthwhile sequel and full-on “movie-going experience” watchers would be glad over which to pay for a ticket.
This movie will be chock-full and rich. . . . . and just you “stay tuned” to hear more about all things “Beetlejuice” and “Beetlejuice 2” related. Seriously, you’ve been the greatest!
Back again, soon.