One thing I love about my girlfriend is that she missed out on a lot of the best action and horror movies of the 1980s. Like, she still hasn’t seen Predator. While your movie-geek crowd might frown on this — I cite as Exhibit A the obnoxious way the crowd at the New Beverly Cinema boos any patron who admits to not having seen the feature on display — I love it, because it gives me the chance to watch movies like The Running Man and Clash of the Titans with someone who’s seeing them for the first time. And anyway, I didn’t see The Wizard of Oz until I was 25, so who am I to judge?
So you can imagine how surprised I was to find that she had actually seen the relatively more obscure Killer Klowns From Outer Space several times. Released in 1988, Klowns spent several months on cable TV rotation, which is where a lot of its fans were first exposed to it. I won’t waste your time with a detailed plot description of a movie titled Killer Klowns From Outer Space. All the synopsis you need is right there in the title. This is why Killer Klowns is better than The Unbearable Lightness of Being which was released in the same year. To this day, not a single person knows what The Unbearable Lightness of Being is about, including Daniel Day-Lewis, who starred in it.
But: Killer Klowns. This is a is wonderful, wonderful, wonderful movie. Sure, most of you might appreciate it for its camp value, but I hate anything with camp value (I’m looking at you, Glee), and I still love Killer Klowns. It’s pure, unwinking horror, only with comedy replacing the horror parts. It’s superb.
And it’s playing tomorrow night on the rooftop of Macy’s downtown (700 S Flower Street). Doors open at 6:45 PM; the movie starts about an hour later.
A final warning: Sadly, because of the nature of this movie, there may be juggalos present. Obviously nobody wants this, and with any luck they’ll be turned away at the door. Should you encounter a fan of the Insane Clown Posse, try to speak his language and he’ll probably leave you alone. Say something like “bring tha muthafukkin’ circus” or “I’m gonna punch your dick in the throat,” and he’ll probably wander off.