My ultimate guilty pleasure is The Poseidon Adventure. If it happens to be on television (and believe me, it's on), I've got to watch it. My parents, who have put up with me watching this terrible movie for almost 20 years, are really the only people who truly appreciate my obsession.
A few weeks ago, they were over and I was showing them all the features of digital cable. As I turned to Starz! , I realized it was my lucky day.
Me: Well... this is the Poseidon Adventure channel.
Mom: Really?
Me: Yeah. It came with the package. When we signed-up, they asked what film we would like to see in constant rotation. Of course I chose The Poseidon Adventure.
Mom: You mean it's on ... all the time?
Me: Yes. But I only watch it once or twice a day.
Dad: You're lying.
Me: It's on, isn't it?
After a few minutes of watching Shelley Winters prove that "underwater she's a very skinny lady," I told them them that I was indeed lying, and that the movie being on was simply a coincidence.
If only.
I found this amusing page about the Movieland Wax Museum and their Poseidon room on a freakishly thorough Poseidon Adventure site.
I love this comment:
"The most striking thing about Ernie Borgnine's figure is that it looks less like Borgnine and more like the rapidly-decomposing, walking-dead farmer from Men in Black. His hair is much too long. He never wore a handkerchief around his neck (although the hanky is obviously there to hide some flaw in the wax), and -- although not seen in this photo -- "Rogo" has one bloody arm bandaged (!) and a stripe down the side of his tuxedo trousers (as if he'd just mugged a bellboy for his uniform). Obviously, Ernie is in sad need of refurbishing."
Poor Rogo.
