The Two Mikes

The Two Mikes
Ever wanted to talk with someone about a book you just read? You could just join a book group and talk about it, drink a little, veer off on tangents, work back around to the book again, and finally wrap it up by picking the next book.

But what happens when the book you just read is about about hungry zombies or a haunted house, and your Eat, Pray, Love–reading friends aren’t really into reading it, much less discussing its finer points? That’s what we’re here for. We Two Mikes will be your virtual book group for discussing new and interesting and old and half-forgotten horror books.

If you want to follow along with us, look at the next forbidden book on the table and start reading.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Episode 39: William Peter Blatty's The Exorcist


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Hitting a touchstone of modern horror, the Two Mikes wrestle with the demons of childhood trauma, belief, and audio production, to bring you an uncharacteristically focused discussion of William Peter Blatty's bestseller.


It's Cocktail Time!

Pea Soup

1 scoop vanilla ice cream, softened, per drink
1 shot electric green crème de menthe per scoop of ice cream
1 shot Kahlua per scoop of ice cream
a few chocolate chips and mint leaves

Place all ingredients in blender with the lid off. Blend on HIGH until walls, ceiling, and yourself are generously coated.


Closing music: "Little Demon" by Screamin' Jay Hawkins

1 comment:

Emphyrio said...

I met a guy who, with his friends, dropped acid and then went out for a drive.

They saw a long line of people on the street, and decided to see the movie for which they were waiting.

The Exorcist, of course.

What was remarkable about the phenomenon was how being in a group anticipating great terror is terrifying in itself. People vomited and had heart attacks, I recall.

I remember watching the gruesome battlefield amputation scene at the beginning of Dances With Wolves in a packed theatre when it caused someone to have a panic attack and push his way out, creating quite a stir.

It really seemed like there might've been a stampede for a long, awful moment.

I imagine the tension in the theatres showing The Exorcist was similarly intense.