More Movies Not to Watch While Pregnant

It's been a long time since I saw A.I. I remember it being bizarre and going on far too long. However, I don't remember it being this disturbing and creepy.

Yesterday afternoon, Baby J and I were watching Fiddler on the Roof (she loves singing and dancing and I'm tired of baby programming). I knew Sunrise, Sunset was going to get me, because that's one of those songs that makes me cry even when I'm not pregnant. Sure enough, I spent most of the scene sitting on the floor, tears running down my face and being glad that no one else was home. Then Baby J pulled a kazoo out of the toy hassock. There's nothing quite like a 15-month-old tooting a kazoo to ruin a sentimental moment. :)

Still can't figure out how to embed video. But the scene is here.

Learning something new every day

This morning, I learned that "Ben," that doofy Michael Jackson song, was written for the sequel to a ridiculous evil-rats-take-over-the-world movie. In which Ben is the giant head rat.

I'm just not sure where this falls on the disturbing vs. hilarious spectrum.

(This came about when CNN used the movie "Willard" in reference to Mitt Romney's first name. They didn't use the name of the movie, just a clip or two and references to sociopaths and killer rats. I'd never heard of this and it took me far too long to find it on IMDb, especially considering the name of the damned thing is "Willard." For the record, my only association with the name is the second-banana in "Footloose.")

Because there's nothing else on.

Oxygen is playing Peggy Sue Got Married. Again. This is the third time I've had this on in the background in the middle of the night in the past two weeks. It's not a bad movie, but it is deeply unsettling to see Jim Carrey making out with the mom from Seventh Heaven.

(Speaking of the Oxygen Network, I really thought these "networks for women" were supposed to have empowering, forward-thinking programming. Or at least shows that I wouldn't be embarrassed by their very existence. Could someone please explain the socially-redeeming value of The Bad Girls Club?)

(Okay, now that I've actually looked at the link, I suppose it does have a decent premise. But the ads just make it look like incredibly trashy reality TV. And would an apostrophe kill them?)