Friday, January 31, 2014
Thursday, January 30, 2014
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Trick or Treat Studios is making the three masks from Halloween III: Season of the Witch.
As seen on the always-awesome Blood Curdling Blog of Monster Masks.
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Great find by Bean.
"A perfect blend of 60´s/70´s music, but with a modern touch. Perfect for every Giallo Party or Sleaze Disco! 15 tracks of audible black gloves, bloody razors and fateful affairs, like a soundtrack of a never-filmed italian shocker."
Big Sleaze Disco at my house this weekend.
Click below for some Goblin-esque fun:
I've wanted to post this for a very long time, but I kept getting hung up on the group's name and on the image used in the youtube video.
So I apologize in advance, beings it's not work-friendly, but the music demands it.
Semi-old news: Green Skittles have switched from lime flavor to green apple. I had some today and wasn't very happy. I don't do the one-at-a-time thing. I eat a few at a time, and they just don't mix.
Not ok with this change.
Monday, January 27, 2014
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Saturday, January 25, 2014
I moved the painting back into the top bedroom. I set the video camera
up and recorded for approx. eight hours over three consecutive nights.
After spending several hours looking at the footage this is what I
found. There were many other sounds recorded but they sounded like they
came from outside, these were different. Shortly after moving the
painting my wife felt someone stroke her hair in the bathroom and I saw a
strange fog like mist at the top of the stairs that vanished as quickly
as it came. The painting is now back in the cellar for the time being.
Friday, January 24, 2014
I'm pretty certain that the fact that my parents didn't "get" horror films (or any fantasy[weird] films of any kind) allowed me to view inappropriate films at inappropriate ages. And I'm pretty certain that caused some kind of mental scarring [trauma], and led to certain fears that I wouldn't have had otherwise [parent-blaming]. They let us watch The Exorcist as though it was an episode of The Brady Bunch. An episode of The Brady Bunch that forever ruined waking up in the middle of the night or hearing a bed spring make a random noise or hearing a tiny click or tap in the attic.
They took us to see Close Encounters of the Third Kind when we were in early grade school. I've mentioned it before on the blog, but I still consider that film a horror film. Kidnapped humans stolen from their earthly homes for decades (if not hundreds of years) and then returned with a smile and some sign language, as if that made their crimes ok. Watching it recently, I swear there was a woman in Victorian garb walking amongst the ruined humans coming down that glowing ramp of death. It was such a serious and intensely human way of presenting the topic of UFOs, and the film felt so real. An incredible film. A brilliant film. But not for a kid in early grade school.
I remember seeing The UFO Incident one afternoon during summer vacation. Still in grade school, and still too young to see a realistic portrayal of adults in situations where they were basically helpless violated victims. And I'm thinking that's the key to why these movies were creating mental scar tissue. I was a kid watching adults become powerless frail things...realistically. The UFO Incident had some top-notch acting. James Earl Jones WEEPING during hypnosis recalling his character's alien assault. Perfectly suitable for a kid in early grade school.
So it was summer vacation, and my brother and I are watching this terrifying movie and my mother tells us we're going to the pool after it's over [a disgusting public pool in a crappy part of town]. So the movie ends and we're just sitting there processing this nightmare of an experience. My mother says "Boys, come on. We're going to the [disgusting] Pool. Get your sneakers on. Come on. Let's go."
The sneakers were upstairs. In our closet. In our bedroom. We refused to go up there. Aliens, you see. My mother became furious. I probably should have poured gasoline over my head and lit a match like that robot assassin in Halloween III, but I think I just sat there shaking my head like Jerry Seinfeld refusing to eat that piece of pizza.
So, before you click the link below and click to the 49:00 mark, try to imagine yourself in early grade school...sitting down in front of the television and seeing this for the first time (you only have to watch a minute or two to get the idea).
Click these poor folks when you're ready:
With Adam Green and Joe Lynch.
A wonderfully honest podcast discussing the great pain getting your vision up on the big screen. Some language making it unsafe to play at work, but well worth the listen. Definitely going to listen to all of their shows.
We don't have enough ammunition to shoot them all in the head. The time
to have done that would have been in the beginning. No, we let them
overrun us. We are in the minority now, something like 400,000 to one by
Day of the Dead, 1985