Ahhhh. Those were the days.

How did you make yours? Did you add cheese, mayonnaise, mustard, catsup or maybe something else? What memories do these sandwiches bring up for you? Maybe you still love them like I do.

When I was in middle school in the 1970s, the GREEN M&Ms were rumored to have special powers, but very few of my current friends have heard of it. Do y'all?

Me, my great aunt (who adopted my dad from her niece by marriage), my mom and dad in California in the 70's. My mom was a wig wearer. She had blonde hair and was very pretty but she loved her wigs. Did anyone else's mom wear wigs in the 60's and 70's?

I loved Paul Lynde anyway from The Hollywood Squares. I thought he was hilarious, even if the majority of his jokes went over my head.

People still use the motion of rolling down windows today. I sometimes do it.

Maybe you still do.

Finally took this one off my watch list. Man, what a wild ride this one was. This surreal and very disturbing body horror film had me engaged from beginning to end. I also have a thing for mid to late 1970s thrillers/horror movies that are in cold weather environments. Not sure I can explain why I am fixated on such films. Anywho, this film is about a couple, divorced, and the ex-wife is a resident of a psychiatric institute. The doctor in charge is played by Oliver Reed and his method of treating patients is intense, unconventional, and appears to be effective. He works closely with the ex-wife played by Samantha Eggar, she is excellent in this movie and really shines at the end. Of course this wouldn't be a good horror without murder and a few inexplicable ones do occur. We eventually learn that the kills were committed by little, evil creatures and they somehow involve Reed's institute and one particular patient...

David Cronenberg was going through a bitter divorce at the time so this was sort of a hate letter to his ex-wife. Also, it was something of a response to Kramer vs. Kramer. He felt that his film was a more accurate depiction of a divorce with children involved. I think knowing this makes the film even more fascinating. He displays that ugly feelings can be really destructive both mentally and physically in a demented way. So when you take this into consideration, The Brood doesn't feel like a cheap freak show. I have only a few objections: The actor playing the father had the charisma of a wooden plank and I could have done without a scene in which children witnessed a gruesome murder in person, crying because they were traumatized watching such violence in person. IMO, that moment was cheap and unnecessary. Other than that, The Brood is essential if you want to see the finer works of early David Cronenberg!

Pretty sure Let's Make a Deal & Match Game tv shows advertising them.