
Which brings me to the wall outside of each of my childhood bedrooms. On that wall, wherever we were living, hung one of those "When You Were Born" things that parents like to grab up. It covered politics, news, sports, TV....and yes, movies, that were supposedly important at the time of my birth. The movies section consisted of this quote - "Popular movies were the horror films Friday the 13th and Happy Birthday to Me."
By the time I was old enough and tall enough to read this sign, my horror film obsession had started. But when I was old enough to ponder that comment, I began to wonder. Was it fate that horror movies ruled when I was born? Do they mean Friday the 13th Part II, since Friday the 13th came out a year earlier? What are the odds that one of the top movies on the day of my birth would be titled Happy Birthday to Me? And why have I never heard of this movie anyway?
Yes, I was an inquisitive child.

I'd obviously never seen the film, but that wasn't stopping me from throwing down $3 and rushing home to view this mythical feature. And as I got into the movie, I found myself shocked at how much the film felt like it was made just for me.
Balancing the look and feel of an Italian giallo with the plot of an episode of A Pup Named Scooby Doo, Happy Birthday to Me makes up for its shortcomings (like bad acting, bad pacing, being too long, having a ridiculous backstory, and making me feel bad for Glenn Ford - a cinematic giant I love who was clearly slumming it here) via originality. The film's tagline boasts "Six of the most bizarre murders you'll ever see!"; and it's on the money. While these "bizarre" kills border on silly sometimes, it's at least a lot of fun to watch.

I've still got fond, fond memories of that first viewing of Happy Birthday to Me, which kept me on the edge of my seat and reminded me that any movie can overcome its faults by simply keeping you guessing. This isn't The Usual Suspects or the like - you know, the type of movie that keeps you guessing AND makes sense and seems plausible - but it's a lot of fun. (I also remember feeling that Scream borrowed a lot of plot points from this one, and revisiting the flick today kept that belief going in my head.)


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