Combine the worst allergies in the world (hello, Virginia! hello Tree pollen! hello misery!) with chronic insomnia, [sorry, whine alert] and you get a lot of time awake at 4 a.m. When my eyes are watering too much to read, I watch TV. And let me tell you, there are a lot of candidates for Worst Movie in the World on the airwaves at 4 a.m.
Sadly, in fact hideously sadly, one of my fave delicious actors, Adrian Paul, was in one. THE BREED. It's ostensibly about a slightly-in-the-future world where everybody is trapped in the 1940s, from what I got from the awful hairstyles and shades-of-comic-book conception of a post-Nazis-winning vision of alternate reality. Oh, and there were vampires. Adrian Paul was a vampire. With a Hitler mustache. If you can possibly imagine, it got even worse from there. For all these reasons, THE BREED is my new Worst Movie in the World.
I'm busy packing for the Romantic Times convention and hope to meet some of you there!! I'll try to upload pics while I'm there. Wish me luck that Houston doesn't have tree pollen . . .