Christopher Lee: 91
Late Vincent Price: 102
Late Peter Cushing (Yesterday): 100
Happy Birthday fellas!
Christopher Lee: 91
Late Vincent Price: 102
Late Peter Cushing (Yesterday): 100
Happy Birthday fellas!
Let’s talk a little bit about the show Suspense that aired from 1949 – 1954. The show is basically early live television. It’s more like a play than an actual television show – since it is based off of a radio program! The stage designs and effects aren’t really prominent in this show becuase it focused more on the acting and play writing. I am not just a horror fan, but a mystery and thriller fan. Especially, the classic who-dun-its!
When watching the show it is in black and white. You can clearly see that it’s the beginning of live television with the audio, camera angles, and not to mention the acting. It’s not one of those over acted productions that you normally saw. It actually reminds me of silent films if they were talkies. The look, the over acted facial expressions – definitely see a good amount of influence from the early films.
The stories are really intriguing. As if you’re reading a gigantic story book! Me being the book worm that I am, I was instantly attracted to that fact.
For my Creeps that are interested in checking out an episode, I have it conveniently placed below:
Today we are going to review the film “The Bat” both the 1926 and the 1959 versions. As the vintage film nerd that I am, I have to say that I recommend both versions to the horror or mystery fanatic. Let’s begin with the beloved 1926 version shall we?
The Bat (1926)
First off, you can’t exactly call this a horror or why it’s under “vampire” I do not know becuase it’s more of a comedy/mystery/thriller. The eccentric maid in the film is who gives us the comedic effect. The story line of the film is that a masked criminal dresses up as a gigantic bat figure and terrorizes guests of a house that is being rented out by a well-known mystery writer. The film is based off the play by Avery Hopwood. Miss Cornelia Van Gorder is the famous mystery writer who rents the house to continue working on a novel. She is accompanied by her faithful maid, Lizzie Allen who was played by Louise Fazenda – whose over reactions made the character all more eccentric and comical. The murderer is interested in the wealth that is hidden within the house and will get rid of anyone in their way. What I like most about the 1926 version is the effects. For back in the day, these effects are pretty kick ass and it’s always a marvelous thing to see old school films with such marvelous effects without the aid of computers and green screens. They are proof that we don’t need to make everything digital! The actors and actresses within the film expressed their roles accordingly. Meaning, there wasn’t too much of the over expressions that you saw in many silent films. (Silent films actors/actresses were so goddamn talented! 🙂 ) For me, this film pulled me into the story and I really enjoyed the shadiness of the film. Honestly, a film like this belongs in the silent film era. Could you imagine the people seeing it for the first time on the screen?! It would have been down right terrifying for them to see this considering it wasn’t a monster film at all!
If you’d like to check out the 1926 version, I found the full movie on YouTube:
The Bat (1959)
Well, you already know the story line with the paragraph above. I must say for this version they couldn’t have picked better actors and actresses to play within this version. They had the marvelous, Vincent Price as Doctor Malcolm Wells and the ever so classy, Agnes Moorehead as Cornelia Van Gorder. Their actor and actress choice was perfect because they fit the roles so well. You could pictures Agnes as Cornelia. It didn’t seem like she was acting at all, but being herself. Mr.Price of eerie nature plays the doctor who is suspected to be the bat. When I first saw this version, I was immediately hooked. Although, I had seen the silent film version first and knew the story line, this “talkie” version was as amazing as the original. The acting was perfect and when I watched it, I had a list of suspects in my head, checking them off as the film went along. It takes you for a lot of twists and turns until you reach the end. This is an instant thriller classic. The “who-done-it” theme song of this version is quite catchy! (It was stuck in my head for a few hours.)
If you’d like to see the 1959 version of The Bat, I found the Full movie on YouTube here:
Thank you for wasting time with my existence. I hope you enjoyed this short review. If you have any requests, leave them in the comments below.
-Mercy Desdemona of Unsuccessful Entertainment
Being the classic horror fan that I am, I was surprised to hear that Karloff hosted a television series from 1960 to 1962. My boyfriend was browsing the web one night and came across it in a forum. I was actually surprised that my addiction for the show “Thriller” is just as bad as my addiction for “Twilight Zone”! Thriller was a murder/mystery television series that told stories that could actually happen. The stories and events keep you on your feet and wanting you to keep watching the episode. Later on in the series, it became a show that told tales of Gothic Horror.
Each episode starts off with Karloff coming on the scene. He usually gives you a tiny summary to introduce the tale and then introduces the “players” or characters within the story. “I can assure you as I am Boris Karloff, this is a thriller.” Was his tag line while introducing each story. What I love about this the most is that the acting isn’t over done within the episodes. You actually feel like you are in the story itself. It makes me feel like a classy detective doing my work. It also has one element that is missing within today’s movies/television series: Unpredictability! The first few episodes are like a classic “Who done it” mystery. The actors and actresses portray the stories very well, they fit the characters that they were chosen to play.
I give this series 10 Dead Babies!
And those that are horror fans should definitely check it out.
Here is my favorite episode below:
If you’re interested in it here is a link to a playlist full of the episodes:
Blood & Guts,
Hello my creeps.
Yes, I am writing a lot in my blog tonight because I have the funny feeling that I shall be busy writing my horror film today and will be neglecting my blog for a little while. I have been inspired to write my own horror film. It started off as a short story is now turning into a film within my brain and I’m inspired to write music and lyrics for it as well. My creativity is sky rocketing lately and I’m going to take advantage of it.
I will lock myself in my room with my notebooks, candles, and snackage to work upon this master piece festering within my brain. I enjoy creative binges. I must say though the best inspiration always comes when in the shower. Why is that? I hate it sometimes. Because when I get out and I’m back to reality — I forget what I have thought up. Soooooo — Lock away in my room with Mozart and candles to go on a creative splurge.
– Blood & Guts
– Mercy Desdemona
I must share with you my obsession with Night Gallery. This sequel to the television series, Twilight Zone (although not as epic as Twilight Zone), has always been one of my personal favorites. I’ve always been a fan of all vintage horror television series. It’s so interesting how the tales of horror and such pertain to certain aspects of current living.
It’s as if in mysterious tales they predicted the future. It’s quite uncanny and makes you think. That’s one thing I love in this world. If a film or t.v. series can really put your brain to work — it’s worth it. That is what we’re missing in today’s television and films.
Enough about that, into the review. I must say I enjoy the narration of Rod Serling:
He comes along after the theme song walking along a bunch of unusual paintings. The paintings usually have part of what the short story will be about. Serling’s introductions are quite intriguing and get you interested in the tales for the evening. My favorite episode would have to be from Season 2 — The episode entitled: Question of Fear and also the Class of ’99 which stars my ever so favorite, Vincent Price.
Although these tales are of horror, mystery, uncertainty and more… it gets deep within your soul and triggers deep thought. I’ve always been inspired by shows like Night Gallery, Twilight Zone, Outer Limits etc. Always peaked my interest as a child and even more so now as a young adult. Although, Twilight Zone the Original Series will always be my favorite — the cheesiness of Night Gallery holds a special place within my heart. I thank these shows for inspiration for my writing, my confidence in being the twisted individual I am, and my music.
Blood & Guts,
**** This is a story I wrote in 9th grade (I’m guessing) for a school horror project. Needless to say the post here, I’ve re-written to make it more how I write now. The original intro will be written below the Re-Written.*****
It’s 5:08 AM. I’m still awake from the night before. The house is silent as it creaks with the wind. My mother lay asleep next to my father in the next room. Their snores seem to echo throughout the silent house. I’m lying upon my bed, bathed in light from the sky. I don’t know what has come over me lately. I just never sleep. I got out of my bed quietly, tiptoeing downstairs. No lights are on and I smile in the dark. I love the dark and the way it holds me. The way the devil’s arms seem to be around me. Much like that of the embrace of a lover.
I made my way to our neat and tidy living room. Everything had its place. Ever since mom became best friends with Prozac. I went over to the family portrait. As I’m standing there looking at our faces with the phony smile and the “everything is well” pose… I wished it would burn. Burn to hell. Burn it all! I hate having a fake smile. I hate the way I cannot be true to who I am within. No one would understand what’s within. No one… not even myself.
I try to hold back tears as I stood there. Oh, what I would do to have my friend back. If he wouldn’t have died, maybe my mind wouldn’t be in this state. He taught me how to be strong in a family full of liars. A family full of lunatics that would tear each other down instead of help them up. I throw the portrait into the fireplace and watched it burn slowly. A grin came upon my face as I watched the flame devour our faces. First, my father’s face, then my mothers and finally mine. I felt a sense of evil running through my veins. It was like a drug and I was the addict. No rehab for me. I slowly walked into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I slowly made my way up the stairs, being ever so quiet, and slowly opened my parent’s bedroom door…
© Mercy Desdemona 2012
Original Written in ’06:
It’s 5:08AM. I’m still awake from the night before. My mother lay asleep next to my father in the next room. There snores seem to echo through the house. I tiptoe downstairs. No lights are on. I love the dark. The way it holds me. The way the devil’s arms seem to be around me. A loving embrace.
I go towards the living room. Looking at my family portrait. I wish it would burn. Burn to hell. Burn it all! I hate my fake smile. I hate the way I can’t be myself. No one understands. No one!! Not even me!! Oh. What I would do to have my friend back. If he wouldn’t have died, maybe my mind wouldnt be in this state. He taught me how to be strong in a family full of liars. A family full of close-minded lunatics.
I throw the portrait in the fire. Grin as I watch our faces burn. BURN BABY!! first my father’s face, then my mothers. Finally mine. I felt the evilness goes through my veins. It was like drug. I was addicted. No rehab for me. I slowly walked into the kitchen. Grabbed a knife. Started making my way up the stairs. I slowly opened my parent’s bedroom door….
© Mercy Desdemona 2006