Once you get beyond bigotry, prejudice and religious hostility, you're left mired in ignorance. And ignorance, at best, leads to at least a period of awkwardness before there can be understanding, and then acceptance.
In 1987, when The Rocky Horror Picture Show was just a pre-teen, I was a 15-year-old virgin -- both in the RHPS sense of the word (i.e. having never seen the cult classic) and literally (i.e. having never done the deed).
Hotels inspire the horrific and macabre, and with Halloween almost upon us it's time to celebrate haunted rooms, menacing presences, poltergeists, and even the occasional Log Lady lurking in the lobby.
The house itself didn't seem like much. It is, in fact, the office of legendary music producer Lou Adler, and its lack of pretention is, I discovered, much like Adler himself: down-to-earth, casual and extremely cool.
Machete, which turned veteran character actor Danny Trejo into a leading man, was a wild and wildly violent action-comedy, a spoof of exploitation films of the 1970s. So, obviously, is Machete Kills. How much of a spoof?