Showing posts with label Shocktober. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shocktober. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

The Crying of Lot Salem 49


No big posts today, I've got too much to do. Larry Crocket called to say that he's got a great house for me to buy. Used to belong to some guy named Marsten years ago. Anywho, the current occupants are two guys named Straker and Barlow. I met Straker at his antique shop the other day. Nice guy. Haven't met Barlow yet but Straker told me, "You'll enjoy Mr. Barlow, and he'll enjoy you." Boy what a couple of swell guys!

So I'm going over there for dinner tonight to talk about the house, maybe help them hand out some candy to the trick or treaters. Straker promised me that Barlow would answer the door. I asked him to make sure he does because I really want to meet him and also because they're such great guys I'm going to surprise them with a couple of "moving out" presents.

First, since they're into antiques, I got this huge crucifix, I mean it's like three feet tall, and it's really old. Big-ass figure of Jesus on it and everything. And it's been doused in holy water from the Vatican and blessed by the Pope! Man they are going to love it!

Then, since they seem all European and sophisticated-like, I'm going to bring them a whole bushel of elephant garlic from my garden that they can use in their recipes. They'll love me!

Oh yeah, and you can't bring somebody a house gift that doesn't include something for the garden. Well, let me tell you I've got just the thing - Wolfbane! Tons of it! It's a perennial so I'll know they'll be happy.

Finally, since Barlow doesn't get out much (he's never at the shop with Straker!) I am totally going to make his day. I got a great deal on sunlight simulator lamps just last week - 5,000 watts baby!

So here's the thing and I'm really excited about it: I'm going to set up the lamps outside the door, drape the garlic around my neck, cover the threshold with wolfbane petals and hold the crucifix straight out in front of me after I knock on the door. When the door opens the lamps go on and boy oh boy are they going to be surprised! They just may give me the house for free after they see what a great guy I am.

Happy Halloween!


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Cinema Still Life: Happy Halloween Part One


Douglas Fairbanks and Mary Pickford are ready for the costume party. She's obviously some form of royalty and he's... uh... he's, you know... a guy with a boot on his head. They say Fairbanks was the life of the party. This picture does nothing to cast doubt on that.

Monday, October 29, 2007

Cinema Still Life: The Pumpkin Patch

On Sunday... uh, I mean... on Sinister Sunday Cinema Styles visited the pumpkin patch to get some big orange gourds for the season. No store bought pumpkins for this purist, they must be picked from a patch as in the days of yore. Or something like that. Ah, but what HORRORS await the unsuspecting pumpkin patcher, accustomed to seeing nice, perfectly round orange delights in the specialty section at the local grocer's mart. I will allow my good friend Criswell to lead us in:

My friend, we cannot keep this a secret any longer. Let us punish the guilty. Let us reward the innocent. My friend, can your heart stand the shocking facts of ...

... The Pestilant Pumpkins of the Pumpkin Patch?!!?!?!?!




The Lord of the Flies
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Craters on the Moon
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The Old Man of the Pumpkin Patch
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Army Ants of Darkness
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Rotten to the Core
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The Skull of Pumpkin Hollow
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The Evil Undead of Pumpkinwick
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Pumpkin Pacman's Evil Twin
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CLICK TO ENLARGE ------ IF YOU DARE!!!
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Feet of Clay: The First Movie Monster?

When the movies began to tell stories they almost immediately migrated to the genre. The first movies beyond a couple of minutes long to actually tell a story, A Trip to the Moon (Le Voyage dans la Lune 1902)and The Great Train Robbery (1903), belonged to what we would now call the Science Fiction film and The Western. Although The Great Train Robbery did not have the classic cowboys and indians setup, it did have outlaws on horses pursued by a posse with a shootout for a climax.

The first film mentioned, A Trip to the Moon, was directed by Georges Méliès, one of the pioneers of film, a stage magician who discovered through double exposure and stop-action photography how to make magic tricks work on the screen as well. Melies had also dabbled with elements of horror early on with such works as The House of the Devil (1896). It was only a couple of minutes long and really didn't tell any kind of a story to speak of except that Mephistopheles produces skeletons and goblins from a cauldron until someone appears with a cross and he disappears. Okie dokie.

As for the birth of true horror, that is to say, a feature film with a story, most film books will tell you that it is The Golem. Of course, I have discovered through years of film study that "History of the Movies" books are often poorly researched and repeat the same legends they've heard elsewhere without any verification. For instance, all the Oscars books I own (and I own quite a few) remark that Ben-Hur was the first remake to win Best Picture, despite the fact that as far back as 1935 the winning Mutiny on the Bounty had been made two times prior to the Oscar winning production and two other winners before 1959 were also remakes. And so it is with The Golem. Prior to 1915 Thomas Edison did Frankenstein in 1910. It wasn't good by any means but it was a full one-reeler with a story and horror elements. But Edison's Frankenstein did not capture the public's imagination and spawn a popular trilogy of movies. Also, to split hairs one could claim that Frankenstein is really science fiction although personally I've always placed mad scientists squarely in the horror genre even though I realize that the argument can clearly be made for Frankenstein belonging to science fiction.

With The Golem there are no such quibbles. The clay statue is brought to life not in a laboratory but through magic although once he is "alive" his travails follow Frankenstein's monster closely. The legend existed long before Mary Shelley wrote Frankenstein although it was nearly thirty years after Frankenstein was published that the first narrative Golem story was published so it's possible they both took a little something from each other.

The story of the Golem character was first made into a film in 1915 with Paul Wegener as the title character. Most of this film has been lost with only a precious few stills and frames remaining. In it the original Golem statue, imbued with life in the sixteenth century by Rabbi Loew, is found by an antiques dealer who uses the Golem as a servant. But the Golem has eyes for his wife and when he can't have her, he gets a little mad. That's when he starts killing people. It was popular enough to have a sequel and a prequel, with the prequel, Der Golem, wie er in die Welt kam (The Golem: How He Came into Being) proving to be the most popular of all. Paul Wegener directed this time as well and unlike the first movie this one is not lost. A clip of it accompanied by the recent score done by acclaimed guitarist Gary Lucas can be seen here. It tells the creation story of the Golem, how he was given life by Rabbi Loew in the sixteenth century to protect Jews in Prague from persecution.

Despite the film's success no fourth movie was made and once the world was introduced to vampires (Nosferatu, Dracula) monsters (Frankenstein) and mummies there was no going back. Large clay statues brought to life by Rabbi's scrolls and incantations just didn't seem that scary. Although the Golem did return briefly, years later in 1966, in the delightfully ridiculous It (aka: Curse of the Golem) with Roddy McDowall. It's not available on video or dvd so you'll just have to get lucky and catch it on tv. But it is there. Turner Classic Movies ran it just last year, much to my delight. You really haven't seen unrequited love until you've seen Roddy McDowell order his Golem to tear down a bridge crossing the Thames to impress the woman he loves, to no avail.

And so as we celebrate all the ghouls and goblins, the vampires and monsters, the mummies and zombies and all the mad-slashers in between let's not forget that mindless statue with the feet of clay. Even Golems need love.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

Cinema Still Life: What the hell, here's everything...

So I've got these pictures you see. Some from the internet, some from old collections, some scanned from old movie books, what have you. And I've got several I want to use for October. Then I look at the calendar and think, "It's the 28th, there's no way I'm getting each one of these up for a separate post before the 31st." So I figure, I'll just put them all up. For the last Sunday before Halloween Cinema Styles presents an All Hallows Feast of Photos for your viewing pleasure.









Lon Chaney, Sr. in London After Midnight. Most of the footage has been lost but a recent restoration shown last year on Turner Classic Movies filled in the gaps with still photos like the one at the top.


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Now see, this is the kind of movie that you should name Monster's Ball.
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Chaney again in painful make-up for The Phantom of the Opera.


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"I see you won the second place bowl. I of course won the first place prize: Gold Medal. Better luck next year."





"I know you're already dead and everything but I'm gonna try this here gun anyway. Nothing happened. Oh crap..."


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Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! It's a Mimieux!!!!! I mean, a Morlock!!!!!! Yvette as Morlock food, a member of the Eloi in George Pal's 1960 version of H.G. Wells The Time Machine.


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Spencer Tracy as a man with a mission. He's the good doctor, Jekyl that is, cruising in his Mr. Hyde persona looking for love with the nearest Swedish actress.


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Look at that face and tell me you don't hate her long before you ever find out about the plot of the movie. Patty McCormack in The Bad Seed (1956).


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Someone lied to the poster artist in France and told him Robert Ryan starred in the movie.


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Now there's the real star, Vincent Price. An excellent actor who went from character actor to horror movie icon. From this to Theatre of Blood and everything in between there's probably not another horror star who appeared in as many good horror films as Price.
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Watch out!!! There's a giant movie of a lizard projected on the screen behind us!!! Victor Mature and Carole Landis in One Million B.C. (1940).
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Murders in the Rue Morgue (1932) with Bela Lugosi.
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Margaret Rutherford (fondly remembered for her portrayel of Miss Marple in the sixties) as Madame Arcati in David Lean's version of Noel Coward's Blithe Spirit (1945).
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I Married a Witch (1942). Veronica Lake was burned at the stake 300 years before by Fredric March's ancestors and swears revenge. She has a potion for March to drink and when he does he will, in her own words, "become my slave and do my bidding for the rest of his life." Then she accidentally drinks it. That would be the precise point where the movie lost me.
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It's for Roger Corman's The Raven (1973). Wow, what a poster!


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Samantha's dad, Maurice Evans, undergoes the painstaking transformation from man to Orang-O-Man(!) in The Planet of the Apes (1968)


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Barbarella (1967). I'm sure most young boys from the sixties and seventies remember it as the real cool sci-fi flick they watched for the plot, right? Right?


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As always, click photos to enlarge.