Did You Eat Chicken Pot Pies?

Last night, Laura and I went up to her dad’s theater for a late-night showing of “The House of Yes,” a dark comedy produced in 1997 starring Parker Posey, Freddie Prinze Jr. … oh yeah, and Tori Spelling.

Posey plays a mentally unstable spoiled brat with has a sick obsession with Jackie-O and an even sicker obsession with her twin brother.

The film is based off of a stage play by Wendy MacLeod. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but there’s something palpably different about a film that has originated on the stage. It’s mostly in the dialogue. There are quick-witted exchanges abound in this script.

Some of my favorites:

Mrs. Pascal: Oh my God, I sounded just like a mother! Didn’t I sound just like a mother?
Marty: You are a mother.
Mrs. Pascal: I know, but I still can’t believe it. I look at you people and wonder, how did you ever fit in my womb?

… and …

Anthony: Would you like a glass of Liebfraumilch?
Lesly: No thank you. I’ll just have a glass of wine.
Marty: That’s the name of the wine.
Lesly: Oh!
[laughs]
Lesly: I don’t speak french.
Jackie-O: Who does?
Anthony: You do.
Jackie-O: Oh, that’s right, I do.
[smiles]
Lesly: So what does that name mean?
Jackie-O: In french?
Lesly: [nods]
Jackie-O: I think it means something German.
Marty: It means, “loving mother’s milk.”
Lesly: You speak french?
Marty: No. German.

I really enjoyed this movie, and it has only reinforced my uber-crush on Parker Posey — the ultimate head-case hottie.