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Classic Films · Comedies

Blackbeard’s Ghost

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Image: Blackbeard’s Ghost, 1968

Leave it to Walt Disney to predict the pirate Tiki bar craze way back in the 1960s. Sixty years later, Polynesian carvings and Japanese fishing lanterns are out; cobwebs and Jolly Rogers are in. Let’s lean into the swashbuckling trend with this week’s pick Blackbeard’s Ghost (Disc/Download).

Starring Peter Ustinov as the cursed pirate Blackbeard, and Dean Jones as the only person who can see his spirit in a haunted New England inn, Blackbeard’s Ghost was the last live action film Walt Disney personally oversaw before his death in 1966. I love that Dean Jones is paired again with Suzanne Pleshette (the two having previously worked together on another favorite The Ugly Dachshund), and even Elsa “The Bride” Lanchester appears as an elderly spinster trying to save the struggling inn. Beyond the stacked cast, the fantastic production design features a hotel made out of cobbled-together pirate ships, and it makes me wonder if the folks behind the Magic Kingdom’s Beak and Barrel lounge looked to this classic film when designing the space. Who wouldn’t want to drink rum with a bawdy pirate ghost before hitting up the Jungle Cruise?

As the characters of this movie quickly discover, if you can’t stop Captain Blackbeard’s morally and legally questionable hijinks, you may as well join him. To me, this means drinking all the rum via a Tiki cocktail that is perfectly pirate-themed and incredibly potent. While watching Blackbeard’s Ghost, I recommend making a Skull & Bones.

Skull & Bones

1 ½ oz 151-proof demerara rum

½ oz aged gold rum

¾ oz lime juice

½ oz passion fruit syrup

½ oz grenadine

6 drops Pernod

1 dash Angostura bitters

1 cup crushed ice

Pineapple leaf and cherry (garnish)

Combine liquid ingredients in a blender with ice. Blend at high speed for about five seconds. Pour into a mug or glass. Add more crushed ice to fill, and garnish with a pineapple leaf and cherry.

Blackbeard’s Ghost is such a fun movie, and it’s a great choice if you want to escape into a world of non-frightening spirits, witches, and fortune tellers. Cheers to making it through another October, and to all the cinematic ghosts that kept us laughing and imbibing.

Classic Films · horror

Carnival of Souls

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Image: Carnival of Souls, 1962

This week, I’m thrilled to partner with The Cinematic Crypt on a cocktail for the podcast’s October movie pick, Carnival of Souls (Disc/Download). This podcast has been one of my favorite classic film resources over the past several years, and I’m thrilled it’s finally back with bonus video content. So thrilled, in fact, that I willingly subjected myself to a movie that skirts the line of how much horror I can handle.

Although a film about a woman haunted by ghosts and visions she can’t explain sounds terrifying, viewers who generally don’t enjoy scary movies will still find a lot to like here. I’d describe this as “art house horror” because it places more emphasis on spooky visuals and sound rather than the grotesque or violent. Nobody gets murdered, and no body parts are hacked off. Instead, the terror comes from not knowing if what you’re seeing is real, or even if you are real. It’s an interesting concept in our current age of AI and deep fakes, and it makes me think harder about what I want in my entertainment these days. Do I want plain, unobstructed truth, or do I want to be kept purposely off-balance?

One of my favorite parts of the film is when the lead character Mary Henry discovers an abandoned amusement park on the shores of the Great Salt Lake, only to find it filled with spirits waiting for her to join in their dance. It’s as though the lake has preserved them in time, and it has me yearning for a perfectly briny cocktail. While watching Carnival of Souls, I recommend drinking this Salt Lake Spritz.

Salt Lake Spritz

1 oz gin

1 oz dry vermouth

½ oz olive brine

1 dash orange bitters

3 oz club soda

Olive garnish

Fill a wine glass with ice, and add the gin, vermouth, olive brine, and bitters. Stir gently to combine, then top with club soda. Garnish with an olive.

If you’re looking for a moody, gothic watch that’s seasonally appropriate but won’t keep you up at night, Carnival of Souls is for you. And don’t forget to check out The Cinematic Crypt to discover more secrets lurking in this film’s buried coffin. Cheers!

Comedies · horror

My Boyfriend’s Back

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Image: My Boyfriend’s Back, 1993

A few weeks ago, I decided to revisit some of the movies and television shows on heavy cable TV rotation in the 1990s. Armed with a stack of TV Guides, a highlighter, and a bag of Bugles, I embarked on this trip down memory lane with a mix of nostalgia and wonder. In addition to learning that Rain Man was always on between 1991-1999, I also rediscovered a blast from the past I’d completely forgotten about: the zombie rom-com My Boyfriend’s Back (Disc/Download).

If you watched a lot of television in the nineties, you probably saw this movie’s trailer, featuring the hit song by The Angels (“My boyfriend’s back, and you’re gonna be in trouble…”). You might also recall a scene where a teenage couple is necking in a car, and suddenly the guy’s ear comes off. After watching this again, I can confirm: it’s even stranger than I remember. First of all, the “high school” students all seem to be in their late-twenties/early-thirties. When lead character Johnny Dingle—that name!!!!!!—wakes up in his parents’ house the morning after his funeral, the weirdest thing isn’t that he woke up, but rather, that he still lives with his parents. This guy should have a mortgage and 401K by now! Alas, Johnny is now a zombie, and if he wants to stay “alive” long enough to take his dream girl to the high school prom, he has to start eating his classmates. This isn’t a hard choice when it comes to the school bullies (Matthew Fox and Philip Seymour Hoffman in very early roles), but when his mom serves him an afternoon snack in the form of a small child, he balks. He’s not a monster; he’s just horny.

If you’re going to make it through this movie, you’re going to need alcohol. You could go all-in and mix up an original Zombie (that recipe is posted here); however, I decided to try my hand at Martin Cate’s simplified version, published in the Smuggler’s Cove book. While watching My Boyfriend’s Back, I recommend drinking an Undead Gentleman.

Undead Gentleman

1 ½ oz blended aged rum

1 oz overproof rum

½ oz Velvet Falernum

½ oz cinnamon syrup

½ oz grapefruit juice

½ oz lime juice

1 dash angostura bitters

1 dash absinthe (for rinsing glass only)

To prepare chilled glass, swirl absinthe inside, then discard. Add remaining ingredients to a cocktail shaker with ice. Shake to chill, then strain into prepared glass. Garnish with a dried lime slice.

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After a few of these cocktails, you may think you’re hallucinating Matthew McConaughey in a blink-and-you’ll-miss-him part, but this actually was his film debut. Imagine: all this star power and talent in one movie, and the thing I remembered most is that rotting piece of an ear. Cheers!

Classic Films · horror

The Bride of Frankenstein

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Image: The Bride of Frankenstein, 1935

Well, it’s here: my least favorite movie season. October is always a fraught time for someone who doesn’t like horror, and I often have difficulty finding seasonal movies that won’t keep me up at night. If you’re in a similar situation, don’t fret—I’ve found some delightful spooky flicks that are far more campy than creepy. Kicking things off is the James Whale 1935 classic, The Bride of Frankenstein (Disc/Download).

I came to this film thanks to a recent episode I recorded for Hollywood Kitchen about Elsa Lanchester. Playing both Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley and The Bride, Lanchester is the perfect bookend to this story about a creature looking for a mate. As Frankenstein’s monster lumbers about the countryside, evading angry villagers, enacting revenge on the ones who hurt and betrayed him in the first movie, he is also searching for connection. He finds it in the form of a blind hermit who invites him in for a drink, a smoke, and a meal. Turns out, the Monster likes to party! He realizes he needs a more permanent companion and eventually partners with the evil Dr. Pretorious, who has his own plans to create new life. Dr. Frankenstein gets roped in once again, like an aging cop who’s “gettin’ too old for this shit”, and together, they rig up the lightning bolt lab to bring life to a mishmash of artificial organs and cadaver parts. The result? A bandaged Elsa Lanchester emerging off the operating room table, all wild hair and angry hissing. As all those Las Vegas Bride-themed slot machines now proclaim: she’s alive!!!!!

I enjoy this sequel even more than the 1931 original Frankenstein, mainly because it deals with the complexities of connection. The Monster doesn’t want to be alone anymore, but what is the true cost of a relationship? While watching The Bride of Frankenstein, I recommend drinking this Date with Death.

Date with Death

2 oz gin

1 oz lemon juice

1 oz Medjool date syrup

2 dashes walnut bitters

Dash of egg white

Combine gin, lemon juice, date syrup, bitters, and egg white in a shaker. Shake vigorously for about thirty seconds, then add ice. Shake for another thirty seconds, then strain into a coupe glass. Garnish with a twist of lemon.

This cocktail is inspired by Elsa Lanchester’s Date Torte recipe, as prepared for Hollywood Kitchen. It combines all the flavors from the dessert, plus a splash of Pretorious’s favorite tipple: gin. As the Monster proclaims, “Drink… goooood!” Cheers, to a new world of gods and monsters.

Dramas

Forrest Gump

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Image: Forrest Gump, 1994

There are two kinds of people in this world: those who think Forrest Gump (Disc/Download) is a moving tribute to mid-century nostalgia, and those who think it’s sentimental tacky crap. I’m in the first camp because I love the 1960s, and I love to be emotionally manipulated by cinema. Please, let me feel something, even if it comes at the price of my reputation as someone with decent taste. You can take your cynicism; I’ll be over here crying into my box of chocolates.

Back in the nineties, sixties nostalgia was a big deal: from Nick-at-Nite to the multiplex, from The Brady Bunch reruns to The Brady Bunch Movie. Thus it makes sense that a character like Forrest Gump would sweep the nation (and the Oscars) because our cable TV and oldies radio stations primed us for his arrival. American viewers, particularly the Baby Boomers, embraced pop-culture touchstones like Creedence in a Vietnam jungle, hippies dropping acid in San Francisco, Abbie Hoffman shaking his American flag-covered arm above the Reflecting Pool (RIP), and Lieutenant Dan doing his finest Ratso Rizzo impression in Times Square. You may not have wanted to hear Tom Hanks spin his wild yarns of ping pong diplomacy and shrimp market dominance, but Hollywood treated us all like southern strangers on a park bench—it was simply our destiny to listen.

In designing a cocktail for this movie, I tried to think of what Forrest would drink. Fifteen Dr Peppers were out of the question, but a Dr Pepper cocktail is manageable. While watching Forrest Gump, I recommend drinking this Box of Chocolates Highball.

Box of Chocolates

1 oz dark rum

½ oz white crème de cacao

¼ oz Allspice dram

¾ oz cold brew coffee

Dr Pepper, to top

Combine rum, crème de cacao, Allspice dram, and cold brew in a shaker with ice. Shake to chill, then strain into a Collins glass filled with fresh ice. Top with Dr Pepper, and stir gently. Garnish with a piece of chocolate.

If this sounds like the kind of drink that would have been served in a basement rumpus room in 1963, well, that’s the point. People can time-travel with cocktails just as they do with movies, back to an era when the world was every bit as complicated and scary as it is now, for vastly different reasons. But as Forrest Gump proves, no matter the year, kindness (and a little chocolate), will get you where you’re meant to go. Cheers!

Comedies

9 to 5

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Image: 9 to 5, 1980

As I continue to grieve beloved star Dolly Parton, it warms my heart to know that so many of us will be celebrating her on September 25th, in honor of her debut film 9 to 5 (Disc/Download). If you’re planning to toast her with a screening and a cold cocktail, Cinema Sips has you covered.

Starring Dolly, Jane Fonda, and Lily Tomlin as a trio of disgruntled secretaries in a large corporate office, 9 to 5 shouldn’t still be progressive, and yet, it is. Their sexist, predatory boss is a type of man who probably still exists in offices all over the country (certainly, within the White House). Women are still fighting for common sense policies like flexible work hours, job-sharing, in-office childcare, and equal pay, and don’t even get me started on the battle for hybrid and remote work. Sometimes it seems like the whole system is orchestrated to return women to the home and kitchen, but in this movie, they fight back. 9 to 5 dabbles in fantasy with its fairy tale dream sequence and Dolly in her cute cowgirl outfit, and to be honest, the plot goes off the rails after the first thirty minutes. However, sometimes you need a bit of fantasy in order to communicate some very real problems in the workplace. If you think Dolly roping and barbecuing her boss is the most ludicrous thing you’ve ever seen, you obviously haven’t used Microsoft Teams.

My favorite thing about this movie is Dolly’s iconic theme song, “9 to 5”. It still bops! While you’re watching these ladies slip rat poison into the boss’s coffee, pour yourself a Cup of Ambition.

Cup of Ambition

1 oz coffee liqueur

1 oz rye whiskey

2 dashes orange bitters

Dried orange garnish

Add coffee liqueur, rye, and bitters to a shaker with ice. Stir to chill, then strain into a rocks glass with one large ice cube. Garnish with a dried orange.

No shade to Jane and Lily, but Dolly is absolutely the best thing in this movie. She makes every scene funnier, and she brings her trademark wit and charm to what could have been another ditsy blonde stereotype. Through her performances, songs, and charitable legacy, this beautiful butterfly will live on, from 9 to 5, and beyond. Cheers!

Comedies

Miss Congeniality

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Image: Miss Congeniality, 2000

Did you know April 25th is the perfect date? If so, then you either A) got married on this day like I did, or B) you’ve seen this week’s flick Miss Congeniality (Disc/Download) more times than you can count. Gracie Lou may be talented with water, but I prefer to show off my skills with something a little more alcoholic.

Shot in San Antonio, Texas (a fact the tour guides will not let you forget), Miss Congeniality is about an undercover FBI agent posing as a beauty pageant contestant to capture a domestic terrorist. We’re expected to believe that Sandra Bullock is a gross, frizzy-haired tomboy at the start of this flick (a difficult ask given that she’s one of the most beautiful movie stars on the planet), but things soon brighten when Michael Caine’s Henry Higgins-esque pageant consultant transforms her into someone who can rock an evening gown and a bikini. I love a movie makeover, and Caine plays this like he’s having the time of his life. Gracie shares a tepid romance with her fellow FBI officer (Benjamin Bratt), but the real heart of this movie is her relationships with the other pageant contestants. She teaches them to let loose, eat carbs whenever they want, and not take everything so seriously. In return, they teach her about the importance of world peace.

There are some great shots of the San Antonio River Walk in this, but in my two decades of living in Central Texas, I’ve only found one acceptable place to drink in this floating tourist trap. That restaurant is Boudro’s and the drink is a Frozen Prickly Pear Margarita. If you absolutely must visit the River Walk, this will make the experience a little more tolerable. While watching Miss Congeniality, I recommend drinking a River Walk Margarita.

River Walk Margarita

4 oz silver tequila

2 oz Cointreau

2 ½ oz lime juice

2 oz simple syrup

2 oz prickly pear syrup

Fresh lime wedge (garnish)

Combine tequila, Cointreau, lime juice, and simple syrup in a freezer-safe container. Freeze at least eight hours. Once you’re ready to make your margarita, pour contents into a high-speed blender with 1 cup crushed ice. Blend until smooth. Pour into a martini glass, then add a swirl of prickly pear syrup around the rim. Garnish with a lime wedge.

We can’t forget about the always-gorgeous, always-hilarious Candice Bergen as pageant owner Kathy Morningside, nor Heather Burns as the sweet, ditsy Miss Rhode Island who gives us the iconic April 25th line. I’m totally fine having my anniversary celebrated in tandem with Miss Congeniality every year because the movie is pure fun. If you can’t find something to laugh about here, all I can say is, “Smilers wear the crown, losers wear a frown.” Cheers!

Classic Films · Musicals

The Pajama Game

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Image: The Pajama Game, 1957

Happy Labor Day to all you Cinema Sips readers! As an Elder Millennial raised on Newsies and Norma Rae, I never let this day pass without a little fanfare. It’s a celebration of the contributions and sacrifices made by the workers of America, many of whom are currently protesting the lousy economic policies that funneled so much of our money up to the billionaire CEOs. In other words, we are currently living through The Pajama Game (Disc/Download). Doris to the rescue!

If you’re looking for a movie about labor unions, you won’t find a prettier one than The Pajama Game. At the Sleeptite Pajama Factory in Cedar Rapids, IA, workers come to the factory in colorful A-line dresses, heart-shaped pin cushions, and a spring in their step. As they sing about the dreamy new Superintendent, whom Doris Day is definitely NOT in love with (yet), the women swish their polka dots, stripes, and ric-rac in time to the fabulous Bob Fosse choreography and catchy songs. In a classic rom-com trope, Day plays the chairwoman of the Grievance Committee (read: labor union) who clashes with the handsome new Superintendent (read: middle manager). He must come over to her side if they’re to have any chance of a romance, which is easy to do once he discovers their boss has been stealing money already allocated for the workers’ 7.5-cent raises. This movie may have been made in the fifties, but damned if it isn’t still relevant in 2026.

In The Pajama Game, Doris loves her apples almost as much as she loves fighting The Man. Let’s welcome fall with this refreshing Hernando’s Honeycrisp Sangria!

Hernando’s Honeycrisp Sangria

1 ½ oz brandy

3 oz white wine

1 oz apple juice

½ oz lemon juice

½ oz cinnamon syrup

Honeycrisp apple slices + cinnamon stick (garnish)

In a shaker with ice, combine brandy, white wine, apple juice, lemon juice, and cinnamon syrup. Shake to combine, then strain into a collins glass filled with fresh ice. Garnish with apple slices and a cinnamon stick.

In true Doris form, my favorite star is no-nonsense and driven when it comes to protecting the interests of her friends and co-workers. Sure, they make cute pajamas, but there’s nothing cute about the mistreatment they’ve suffered at the hands of management. This is a frothy, stylish confection of a movie, yet it still serves as a reminder that you can’t have the top without the bottom. Cheers!

Classic Films · Musicals

Gentlemen Prefer Blondes

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Image: Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, 1953

There’s been a lot of Marilyn Monroe chatter this summer in honor of the star’s 100th birthday, and while I was lucky enough to celebrate her at my local theater with a screening of The Misfits, this week I want to highlight one of her most joyous movies, Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (Disc/Download). Between Marilyn’s iconic musical numbers and the dancing muscle-bound men, I can’t remember when I’ve had so much fun!

While Marilyn certainly makes a splash as showgirl Lorelei Lee, the part might not have worked nearly as well without the chemistry between her and costar Jane Russell. They are two singing, dancing, former “little girls from Little Rock” with very different tastes in men. When Lorelei hooks a millionaire’s son, the two set off on a pre-wedding cruise to Paris, initially unaware that they’re being watched by the millionaire’s private eye. Lorelei schemes to land an even bigger fish with even more diamonds at his disposal, while gal pal Dorothy enjoys a buffet of hot men. Although Dorothy’s official job is chaperone, she astutely points out: “Nobody chaperones the chaperone.” Pretty soon she’s flirting with her buff Olympian shipmates and catching the eye of the handsome PI. The movie doesn’t take itself too seriously, and you shouldn’t either. Just lean into the vibes, and you’ll be okay.

Recently, I came across a cocktail in the Mr. Boston bar book that has Marilyn written all over it. From its pink hue, to its showgirl roots, this fizzy beverage is like Lorelei Lee in a glass. While watching Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, I recommend drinking a Floradora cocktail.

Floradora

2 oz gin

1 oz lime juice

1/2 oz raspberry syrup

Ginger beer, to top

Dried lime, garnish

Add gin, lime juice, and raspberry syrup to a shaker with ice, and shake to chill. Strain into a highball glass filled with fresh ice. Top with ginger beer, and garnish with a dried lime.

Anyone who knows me knows I have a pet peeve about annoying child actors, but I’m happy to report that young George Winslow is like the Macaulay Culkin of the 1950s; I keep expecting him to order a plain cheese pizza for one! Ultimately, this movie is a reminder that when life gets hard, I simply need to put Gentlemen Prefer Blondes in my movie arsenal and let Marilyn make everything better. Whether covered in diamonds or a fabulous leopard cape, she always brings the light. Bottom’s up!

Comedies

Muriel’s Wedding

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Image: Muriel’s Wedding, 1994

I thought I’d seen most of the quirky, rom-com-adjacent indie darlings of the 1990s, but somehow, Muriel’s Wedding (Disc/Download) slipped by*. In our current landscape of horror films and special effects extravaganzas, there’s never been a better time to travel back to Porpoise Spit and remind yourself what it was like to be young and terrible.

Starring Toni Collette in her breakout role, Muriel’s Wedding is sort of like a trashier Four Weddings and Funeral, with more sequins and fewer top hats. Belittled by her family, Muriel decides to steal $12,000 and go on a wild trip to Hibiscus Island. There, she reconnects with a former high school acquaintance (Rachel Griffiths), who gives her the confidence to leave her dead-end life behind. The two become roommates in Sydney, and on the surface, it seems like Muriel’s life has gotten so much better. She works at a video store! She goes to discos! She has smooth hair! But alas, it still isn’t enough. Muriel won’t feel like she’s “made it” until her ultimate wedding fantasy becomes a reality. This woman is nothing if not a problem-solver, and in desperation, she answers a newspaper ad from someone looking for a wife. Turns out, it’s an extremely hot South African swimmer who needs a marriage of convenience to compete on the Australian team. If “video store clerk” and “marriage of convenience” aren’t enough to sell you on this movie, then we obviously have very different tastes.

Muriel discovers, as so many of us do, that travel can be the catalyst to making a big change in your life. On the fictional Hibiscus Island, anything seems possible after a few brightly colored drinks. Let’s lean into the island fantasy with this Hibiscus Island Daiquiri.

Hibiscus Island Daiquiri

2 oz white rum

1 oz lime juice

¾ oz hibiscus syrup

Lime wheel (garnish)

Combine rum, lime juice, and hibiscus syrup in a shaker with ice. Shake to chill, then strain into a coupe glass. Garnish with a lime wheel.

The thing I love most about this movie is its focus on female friendships. As Muriel eventually realizes, the wedding and the guy aren’t as important as the best friend. If you don’t have someone who will throw on a wig and join you in an ABBA lip sync performance, what do you even have? Cheers!

*In my defense, I was eleven.