One truly sad thing about the Addams Family Values film? Debbie never realized she fit in EXACTLY with the Addams family.
So she was a black widow serial killer who murdered all her ex-husbands for the cash. Um, you think any of them gave a shit about that? Heck, they’d have been impressed. Even Morticia seemed a bit in awe of her at the end.
It’s heavily implied in the film that all Debbie was ever really looking for was love and acceptance. Well, she’d kind of found it. She just didn’t realize it.
Man, that family would have loved her, no matter what. If she’d only given them the chance.
You know, kids? I've been thinking. At the end of the day, Halloween isn't about candy or costumes. Or even scaring people. It's a day when the whole family can get together at one place and celebrate what really matters... PURE EVIL!
since I was a little girl and seemed to be just a little more interested
in the Book of the Dead than the rest of my classmates, I’ve always dreamed of
finding the Gomez to my Morticia. Someone who would not only put up with
my oddities but love me even more for them.
had found my Gomez in Harry. I had never expected for it to be a singer,
someone with millions of dollars and thousands of screaming fans ready to fall
at his feet at the snap of a finger, who would find me and not only see me for
who I was, but love me for it. It was Harry who would see an oddity
antique shop, duck inside, and come home with a trinket that was something I
actually, truly loved. It was Harry who would sit up with me at night,
discussing the curious and unusual while he trailed warm fingers up and down my
was Harry who loved me with such a fierce ferocity that it could make others
slightly uncomfortable being around us at times. Like I was the sun and
he orbited around me. Like a magnet, we seemed to attract each other.
Even at parties when we tried to split up and work different sides of the
room, we always ended up together. A strong hand on my elbow.
Elegant fingers barely brushing his lower back. A love for each
other that was so tangible that no one could question it.
The eternal appeal of the Addams Family is that even though they’re weird, quirky and borderline psychopathic, they are *still* far more genuine, honest and nice than the corrupt cesspit of bourgeois America that surrounds them.