Amoeblog

New "What's In My Bag?" Episode with Samantha Robinson & Jennifer Ingrum from 'The Love Witch'

Posted by Amoebite, December 5, 2017 03:05pm | Post a Comment

The Love Witch (Samantha Robinson and Jennifer Ingrum) What's In My bag?

We recently hosted a DVD signing with the cast and crew of Anna Biller's feminist cult hit, The Love Witch, at Amoeba Hollywood and we were excited to interview the stars, Samantha Robinson and Jennifer Ingrum, for a What's In My Bag? episode. Spending the majority of their time shopping our movie mezzanine, the two actresses found an eclectic selection of classic, art-house, and cult-y flicks, including What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?, which has received a renewed interest because of the recent FX show, Feud. "You have to see this movie if you're gonna watch Feud," insists Ingrum, going on to recount the famous feud between the two leading actresses, Bette Davis and Joan Crawford. Ingrum and Robinson's love for each film was very apparent as both had a lot to say about their picks, which made for a fun and lighthearted episode.

The Love Witch Amoeba MusicIn the Technicolor-hued The Love Witch, Robinson plays the titular, love-obsessed witch while Ingrum plays her occult mentor. Robinson was born in New York City and grew up in London before moving to Los Angeles to study acting at UCLA. She received a Best Actress nomination for the 2017 Fangoria Chainsaw Awards. Ingrum is a San Diego native who has also appeared on Franklin & Bash, The Artist and CSI: Miami.

Continue reading...

(Wherein which you may get cancer.)

Posted by Job O Brother, April 11, 2010 03:33pm | Post a Comment

Recently, one of my boyfriend’s favorite celebrities died from one of his least favorites diseases.

Dixie Carter passed away April 10, of complications from endometrial cancer.








Cancer has been an unwelcome houseguest in our lives for a while now. The boyfriend’s from the Lone Star State, where getting cancer seems to be as common as sequenced sweaters and tuxedos matched with leather boots. The stars at night are big and bright deep in the heart of Texas, but so it seems are a few malignancies.

No amount of my assurances will convince the boyfriend he won’t necessarily get cancer; it’s neither a birthright, nor a curse – but he’s already decided which hospital will treat him and where to find the best wig for the occasion. It’s the “wedding day” daydream equivalent for the hypochondria set.


My Grandma went to Carlsbad Caverns and all I got was this lousy CANCER.

With little provocation, the boyfriend will rattle off a list of people, both family and family friends, who’ve joined the Malignant Neoplasm Achievers Club as though it’s proof that “In the future, everyone will get cancer for 15 minutes.” I explain that I’m Swedish and we don’t need tumors to feel a sense of impending death – we can see it reflected in our morning cornflakes, a blue sky, or in the smiles of children.

My arguments to not fear cancer really took a hit when our dearest friend, Jenny, was diagnosed with breast cancer just before Christmas. (“Thanks, Santa!”) Watching her deal with treatment with the poise and defiance she’s displayed has been inspirational, even as it’s made our whole lives seem like a subplot on thirtysomething. While I love Jenny, I’m totally not into her cancer, and I wish she’d stop having it.

Anyway, I thought it might be both delightful and macabre (a charming combination, I think) to collect some movie clips and songs by various Homo sapiens who’ve had cancer.

Enjoy?