You may ask yourself, as I often do this time of year, “Self, why are there so many great Christmas movies, but so few good Thanksgiving-themed films?” Sure, there’s Planes, Trains, and Automobiles, Home for the Holidays, The Ice Storm, and Squanto. And one of my favorites, The House of Yes, starring Parker Posey—after all, how often do you get to say “I just saw a really sharp movie that featured Tori Spelling and was from the director of Ghosts of Girlfriends Past”?!?
But still, I want more as I wait for Eli Roth to actually get around to making his Thanksgiving horror film, as previewed in Grindhouse. (You’ll have to YouTube the trailer yourself—no way I can link to it from a “family” blog.) Well thank goodness when I went searching this year for a DVD tutorial on how to prepare the T-day bird, I found The Thaw. Much to my surprise, it was not about how best to defrost a turkey, but instead was a heart-felt, soul-enriching tale about truly giving thanks for all that is right in your life.
For instance, are you living in an Arctic research station, spending your days dissecting polar bears and wholly mammoth carcasses? No? Well see, be thankful!
And have you been infected by crawly little crusty critters that make you vomit a lot before turning you into a big pile of bloody goo that ends up providing sustenance for more crawly crustly critter eggs? No? There again, thankful!
And are you Val Kilmer, having gone from Tombstone, Heat, and Batman Forever in the mid-‘90s to, in just the past year appearing in direct-to-video gems such as Hardwired, Streets of Blood, The Chaos Experiment, and now, The Thaw? Are you in Delgo? Or Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans? Are you in the MacGruber movie? THANKFUL!!!
Now before we get into The Thaw, let’s stop a moment and talk about Val Kilmer. Maybe to Mr. Kilmer, if he’s out there, reading. Val, buddy, you are a very good actor. No one doubts that. Even in the past few years you’ve turned in impressive supporting work in films like Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, Spartan, Wonderland, and even Oliver Stone’s trippy Alexander. You were good last year in the TV miniseries Comanche Moon.
So Val, please, just stop. Sit down. Think for a moment. You don’t need to be in Renny Harlin’s Mindhunters. No one does. You don’t need to take every DTV horror mis-flick that comes across your agent’s desk. Val, we love you. Whatever happened to you on The Island of Dr. Moreau, out there with Crazy Dave Thewlis, and Fat Brando, and Pedro’s Little Friend, we can work through it. We forgive you. Come back to us.
Okay, thus endeth the career intervention. Back to The Thaw!
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