Old women rawk. They say whatever they want, to whoever they want, and don't give two hoots in the process. Take this feisty New Yorker who took on the King *winks wildly* of horror. The writer, who was in the city promoting his new film 'The Mist', said; "I'm in the supermarket one day with my cart, and there's this woman, about 95. She says, 'I know who you are. You write those stories, those awful horror stories... I don't like that. I like uplifting movies like that 'Shawshank Redemption.' So I said, 'I wrote that.' And she said, 'No, you didn't.' And that was it. Talk about surreal. I went to myself, for a minute, 'It's not very much like my other stuff. Maybe I didn't write it!'" Yeah, and maybe we wouldn't be hearing this story only that you want to let everyone know you've got a new film coming out.