Does anyone know what movie this is?

I was talking with friends the other day about scenes in movies you watched as a kid that still haunt you to this day.

I vividly remember this scene – it really bothered me as a kid – but I have no idea what movie this comes from:

The opening scene is a woman fixing breakfast in the kitchen for her husband and their son.

She is wearing a bathrobe and slippers.

Unknown to her, milk spills onto the floor and puddles under her feet. She reaches for the toaster and is electrocuted.

Her husband and son watch in horror from the kitchen table as she shakes and sputters from the electric shock. The husband screams “NOOOOOOOOOOO” as they look at each other in horror. The camera pans to the small boy looking on in shock.

The next scene is her funeral.

As a kid it scared the heck out of me.

Does anyone remember this and know the name of the movie?

The Believers, 1987, starring Martin Sheen. It’s actually supernatural horror – the main story is about a voodoo cult. http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0092632/

The Believers (1987) with Martin Sheen? When were you a kid?

The Believers. Martin Sheen. Jimmy Smits. Robert Loggia. Voodoo in NYC. 70’s or 80’s would be my guess. Now I’ll go find it on IMDB.

Look what I get for trying to be first! Waaaaannnh!

Some voodoo movie with Martin Sheen perhaps? :wink:

I was a junior in high school. I guess I was older than I thought! :smack:

God, that scene fucked me up for the rest of my life. A close second came when that girl was picking at the big zit on her face, and about 100,000,000 spiders came boiling out of it!

GAH!

:eek:

I remember that. I hope you dream about that every night for a week! I probably will now. There was some seriously grim shit in that movie as best I can recall. It has to have been a minimum of five years since it was on cable and I watched for at least the third time. I remember paying more attention to Smits. He had been on L.A. Law by then.

I’m pretty sure that was The Autobiography of Miss Jane Pittman 2: Payback For the Whiteys. It starred Cicely Tyson as the ghost of a 110 year old slave who haunts the descendants of her former owners until she’s driven into Limbo by the love of a small child (Corey Haim) who teaches her the true meaning of Christmas. Great chopper strike sequences and dance numbers.

I thought the part where Ed McMahon visits her and sings How Are Things in Glocca Morra? accompanied by Kenny G was especially touching. The farting contest between Cicely and Oprah was sort of weak, though.

It was meant to be an allegory about man’s relationship with dogma. (And it was still more watchable than Beloved.)

Sounds like a scene from Rio, by Duran Duran.

Oooh. I remember that movie. I liked it just because it was just plain creepy. IIRC didn’t

Jimmy Smit’s character get stomach cramps then have snakes burst out of his tummy? Also, wasn’t it the kid’s grandparents who were in the cult and trying to lure the boy into it so it became a tug of war between grandma and gramps for the boy’s soul?

It’s been a while since I saw it, but your description sounds good to me. Loggia also got a bad case of something I wouldn’t want. In fact, nobody died cleanly in that movie. Bet the coroner had a ball with that batch!

1920’s Style Voodoo Movie?

Great concept for a movie… though even if you put it on a treadmill, it would never fly.

I saw this movie when it came out, and liked it. Then, I read the book that the movie was based on and realized what a pathetic piece of tripe the movie really is.

Please. Read the book. It was originally titled The Religion, and it’s by Nicholas Conde’. Find it if you can. Great book.