last night the Vancouver Canucks won game one. NICE. i'm a Leafs' girl, but since the Leafs are the sh-ts and didn't make it anywhere, GO CANUCKS! anyway, my friend Luca came over to watch the game on the big screen (i.e., movie theatre), and after the game, we wanted to watch a movie.
when we were kids, Luca's parents would often come over for dinner parties, and of course, so would Luca so that he, my brother and i, could all hang out while our parents ate and talked well into the night. and one of our favourite things to do was to watch movies while we ate our weight in junk food.
Poltergeist III (1988) was one of those movies.
SO bad.
but also, SO good.
and last night, Luca and i were in a pretty nostalgic mood, and so we popped it in to relive. neither of us had watched it since it was first released on VHS, more than 20 years ago...
but what i did remember about it, after all this time, was laughing our assess off at the scenes between those two awesome 80's teens Donna (played by an almost unrecognizable Lara Flynn Boyle), and Scott (played amazingly by Kip Wentz). KIP! you can just imagine, right?
oh, Scott... we would laugh at you so much.
we had so many good memories... your cheese pick-up lines. your afro teased hair. your gassy smile. your denim. sigh.
and i clearly remember being troubled, CONCERNED, about Scott's character after he busts through the swimming pool ice and is covered in semen (good one, Luca!).
but the movie, no... FILM, leaves the audience hanging when it comes to Scott's character. we see what happens to that lame-ass family (btw, the little girl Carol Anne (played by Heather O'Rourke) was the only really DECENT, really GOOD actor in this entire film - AND SHE WAS SICK AND DYING!), but i digress... we're left in the dark with poor, poor Scott.
for years i've been asking myself, WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO SCOTT????
i don't know! do his parents ground him? does he ever have sex with Donna? does he ever get a driver's license? was he able to wash all that semen out of his hair??? inquiring minds!
not knowing what ever happened to Scott has haunted me for over two decades, and last night, watching the film again as an educated and (somewhat) grounded adult, didn't reveal anything more.
it therefore remains a cold case.
the fact that the film is terrible, is not scary, and makes no sense doesn't matter because i can't help but love it for the pure nostalgia
oh, man, i'm gonna say it...
Scott MAKES Poltergeist III.
but whatever happened to Scott????
uggghhhhh. i hate not knowing.
please, somebody out there, if you are a filmmaker, or not, it doesn't matter - please make Poltergeist IV. because i really need to know. you already have two people who would watch it, and that's pretty good.
oh, Scott... what happened to you?
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