It contained no ice hooks, and certainly no scenes of death by ice hook. Her novel, upon which this movie was ostensibly set, took place in landlocked New Mexico. The film was showing at a massive multiplex, the kind where it’s easy to wander into the wrong theater, and Lois wondered if that’s what had happened. She watched, horrified, as a man was gored with an ice hook, blood squirting from his throat along the way. As the movie ticked along, her excitement vanished. Lois, who has a short blonde bowl cut and soft round features, watched as the ocean swelled and crashed over a craggy shoreline an ominous Type O Negative cover of “Summer Breeze” filled the theater. One fall afternoon 17 years ago, Lois Arquette sat in a crowded theater on the North Carolina coast.
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