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:
Boris Karloff’s Thriller
Blood & Guts,
Eegah (1962) – Review
** Possible Spoilers**
While checking out the Creepster.tv channel (http://www.creepster.tv/), my boyfriend and I stumbled upon this 1962 film. During the opening credits, it seems as if you’re about to watch a sitcom you’d watch on television that included a caveman. We begin by seeing teenager, Roxy getting into her fancy automobile to meet up with the ever so pretty, Tom at the gas station, inviting him for a late night swim.
Roxy looks like she could be older than a teenager and is quite the snippy lady. On her drive to the meet up with Tom, she runs into the giant caveman, which mumbles some words and looks at her car as if it’s some foreign contraption. Whilst examining the car and the promiscuous Roxy, he hears the car horn, which causes him to go bazurk. He proceeds to make Oooga Booga noises and runs off when pretty boy Tom pulls up in his automobile. Needless to say, when Young Roxy says she’s seen a giant – people think she’s one marble away from the looney bin.
This film is full of that crappy lovey dovey music which is played by Tom on his apparently magical guitar – who knew you could play two chords and have a full song complete with background singers come out -Marvelous guitar technologies of the early sixties. While Roxy is going around in the pool – we both envisioned a fat man coming down the slide and crushing her annoying presence. Apparently, it’s some serious business when you promise on your Elvis LP. Roxy seems to have a sexual relationship with the pool water and her hair-do looks like a powered wig style would be without the powder.
So, Roxy, her father, and pretty Tom make there way to the desert to find this giant (in fine clothing mind you) to find a footprint of sir caveman. This is when the adventure apparently begins. Roxy’s character makes me want to hit her over the head with the caveman’s club. Snooty, arrogant, and downright stuck up rich chick that just has an annoying presence. Her boyfriend, Tom is quite the pretty boy and looks like he could pass off for a 12 year old. Roxy on the other hand looks like she could be Tom’s older sister.
Seriously, why do all these rich people go about flying around in their creepy looking helicopters to find out if the caveman exists? Is this what rich people do with their money? Are they that bored? Do you want a cup of tea while you explore the desert in your fine dining wear? This story is very slow as I’m typing this review while I’m re-watching it with my sir and I already have this much written. This goes to show you how much this film keeps you on your toes… doesn’t it?
I’m sure this movie is going to be rated about 5 ½ dead babies. I say this because the cheese factor is marvelous. Roxy’s father makes a crappy exploration man. Wearing his complete all white shorts and shirt ensemble complete with gray sun hat and black boots he sure speaks for all explorers with his fancy attire. Mr. Roxy’s father runs into the caveman and goes missing so Roxy and Tom make their way to the desert in their buggy and start doing donuts in the sand out of their severe concern. After a bunch of “Wee!” and orgasm noises – we see them at camp again with Tom’s magical guitar and hear his crappy tunes.
Roxy and Tom have a bunch of useless bitching at each other and all that couple crap. They decide to sleep in the desert because they don’t know where Roxy’s father is. Needless to say, this film is making me speechless by having me give you the play-by-play complete with sarcastic remarks. While Tom is playing the magical guitar – the caveman hears the sound of his music and is led to where they are camping. This 90 – minute film feels like it’s 900 minutes. So the caveman follows the sound and I hoped he was going to break Tom’s magical guitar. Because really, those hits just need to stop being sung. It makes me feel to perky. Perky must die! Die perky! And Tom! You could at least PRETEND to whistle!
I don’t see why people would want to go hunt a gigantic caveman. I mean, leave the dude alone. He’s perfectly content being all like – EERR EERRR ERR! MAHFLUGHLA FLUFFBUTTTOOOLAH! So why pester the poor fella? It’s not like he intentionally wanted to scare Roxy. He’s just all like – I’m too big to fit in a house so I be all caveman like. Ooga Booga! LET ME BONK YOU ON THE HEAD! I’m sure we’ve seen worse behavior from people that go to bars.
So the caveman steals Roxy because he likes the way she looks apparently. Because she is dressed like some hooker – he takes her into his cave where her father is laying there with a potentially broken clavicle. The dialogue in this film is some-what decent. You can tell that it was attempted to be something awesome. No, I don’t hate this film – I actually enjoy it quite a bit I mean come on – 5 ½ dead babies. The caveman looks at them both while Roxy’s dad tries to discuss how he and the caveman are friends. Why on earth would someone be scared of a giant human? He’s a human not a rattlesnake with venom. So what he could crush you with one hand, there’s nothing wrong with that.
So basically, the caveman takes a fancy to Roxy. And her dad is just letting him feel her all up and look for lice. Nothing says I fancy you than a lovely lice check and grope in front of papa. The caveman talks to his mummified family because he doesn’t realize that they have passed on. I honestly, feel sorry for the fella because it’s not like he knows any better and of course these rich people look down at him for being different. [Especially the ever so annoying, Roxy] Her father is actually being compassionate to this giant human being. Roxy is introduced to his family and you can kinda tell the dialogue was supposed to be somewhat comical.
Roxy has to take a nom of whatever caveman cooks over the flame and she gives the same look a rich hooker would give a happy meal. Complete disgust. She keeps bitching every two seconds that drives me nuts. The depth of the script for the caveman is heart-wrenching. His words speak to the soul in some eerie way. He does amazing caveman artwork amongst the walls.
Caveman is the last remaining giant because the sulfur in his cave kept him alive in some weird manner and mummified his dead family. Poor Tom is still out and about trying to find miss Roxy in a complete whining manner. He doesn’t seem all to serious in finding her and quite frankly his voice lacks the sense of puberty. Why do they always make the giant guy the bad one and not the bitchy teenage slut? Watching Tom run around with a shot gun is quite comical. I think if he had to use the thing he’d just fly backwards like some form of looney tune.
The Caveman is bringing home flowers for the creepy Roxy because he thinks she is his mate while Tom is still on the prowl for such a thing. Roxy and the caveman bond after shaving off his beard. Nothing says romance than a lovely beard trimming. Tom is stuck out in the desert while a bunch of cute animals that make me want to cuddle them! Reptiles are so lovely. Roxy gave the caveman a make over and starts to give him a flirty smile. The caveman is attracted to her perfume and starts wanting to just be with her. Caveman tries to mate with her but fails because her dad is watching so they go outside. Roxy tries to get away and Tom is around with the shot gun probably thinking caveman wants to kill her instead of love her. Roxy looks like she’s enjoying the caveman undressing her and not trying to get away at all as she returns the loving gaze back at him. Her father makes his way out of the cave to see the two of them together. Caveman wants to protect Roxy from her father but is shot by pretty Tom but Roxy is the one that is hit.
Clearly, this poor giant fella only wants to protect and care for Roxy. But his lack of language skills makes it impossible for anyone to trust him in any way. Caveman saw the gun hurt Roxy and broke it while Tom tries to punch the caveman to pieces. Only one slap of the caveman and pretty boy Tom is down – on a side note my cat is running around my living room like a dumbass – back to the film, Tom and Roxy accompanied by her father get away from Eegah. Poor Eegah watches as they go away into the distance. All he wanted was someone to care for. It’s sort of sad, because you see in Roxy’s eyes at the end she did care for caveman and he’s stuck there to die alone being the last one ever. I’m not honestly sure this should be placed under horror films at all. It’s not really a scary tale but more of one that deals with the human self now that I’m looking at it.
Caveman goes back to talk to his mummies and try to figure out what just happened. He had his first and probably only friend zone as I doubt anyone went out into the desert to befriend this creature. I think Eegah realizes that his family is dead at one point because he sets out to look for something living. EEGAH is the best thing heard shouted. The music is quite catchy and lame. I want something chocolate. Maybe a cake. Or a cookie. Or a cupcake. Or just a fucking bottle of chocolate syrup.
Anyway, Check out the film: Eegah!
Blood & guts
Good Evening Creeps.
Remember when we were kids and wouldn’t sleep with the closet door open? Well kids, its most likely because of this guy:
This little fella is the guy that is living in your closet. Not to be confused for the pedophile behind great-grandma’s fur coat. We start off in the film by seeing people talking to their closets because they hear a noise. Then, they get taken in and eaten by the fella posted above. A reporter is complaining about only writing obituaries, so he tries to get a bigger story. He pursues the murders going on around the town. He meets up with this kid named, Professor whose mother is a biology teacher which the Sheriff thinks is just some crazy broad. The crazy broad is friends with this neat professor fella that wants to try to stop having the monster killed. In the end, they had to destroy closets because the monster kidnapped the reporter and it looked something like this:
^ Still a better love story than Twilight
And in the end, without further investigation to see if there were more monsters in any closets — people were instructed to rebuild their closets. I love this film because of it’s cheesy nature. It’s clearly dear to my heart and I remember that I now have to purchase it. What I like about this film is the dialogue is cheesy as an Ed Wood film (Plan 9 From Outer Space Cheesy). I like this because it fits it so goddamn well you couldn’t picture it with serious dialogue. This had to be one of those films where the actors and actresses in it couldn’t take the script seriously. I would die laughing if I had to try to keep a straight face while acting this out.
I give it 5 Cheeses.
Sorry for this short and pathetic review — Must get to working on my stuff for a casting call.
All images of film were found on google search.
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,
Hello Creeps. I hope you all had a dreary holiday with all of your fiends. Tonight, I am reviewing one of my personal favorite films: Nightmare Castle.
Nightmare Castle has to be one of my favorite films because it’s have vampiric undertones mixed with mystery, thriller, mad science and more. To summarize the film, Muriel is the wife of a scientist and they live in her castle. You see that they also live with their elderly maid as well. The scientist is clearly not a nice Doctor at all; a bit of a mad man with a greedy streak. It’s clear that he is only married to Muriel to inherit her belongings. Muriel and her lover are killed by the Scientist, which you think at first is out of jealous rage. But as the film goes on you see that it’s more than just that. Muriel has a sister named Jenny, of which she willed the estate too incase of her death. Only problem is, Jenny is known to be in a mad mental state. After finding out that Jenny would be the one to inherit the estate, he plots to marry her so he will again have a chance at the estate. We soon find out that the scientist gave the blood of Muriel and her lover to the maid which is (what I think is his creation but it’s not said in the film) his lover and needs blood to regain her youth. Jenny and her doctor soon find out what the Doctor was up to and the ghosts of Muriel and her beloved come back from the grave to take revenge.
This film has a tad bit of over acting, a bit of a lag when you watch it and a catchy piano tune that will be stuck in your head for a while after watching it. It has to be a dark, romantic, mystery, vampire, horror that we just don’t have in current films.
I’d highly recommend this film.
Blood & Guts,
P.s. My boyfriend and I are thinking of having a live movie night on Saturdays (this is just in the works mind you) where we’d watch horror films with the watchers, talk about them, and review them. If you’re interested — feel free to subscribe: http://www.youtube.com/vintagehorrormadame
People have been asking me about my idols lately. Needless to say, there are plenty of people that I can relate to and look up to, but I would have to say at number one stands the lovely Vampira. Why can I relate to a 1950s Horror Hostess? Easily. Personality wise, I can relate to the character and the eerie Mailia Nurmi herself. The elegance of the character has always drawn me to it. Elegance, class, humor dark as night. Very relatable to me.
In the 1980s, Nurmi was hired again to revive the Vampira character but quit… and thus the Hoochie Elvira came about. (Don’t you dare ask my opinion about Elvira… you’ll just get a rant.)
I apologize for the short blog. I’m running behind on schedule than I usually am, and I have to run.
– Mercy Desdemona.
I hope you are all having a dreary weekend and sleepless night. I decided to post my first list on this blog. Whether you enjoy this list or not is completely up to you. In any case, thanks for wasting time with my existence. Follow me to waste more time and to keep updated on these poorly written blog posts before you. Reviews to come at a later date. This list are just a few of the movies I watch here and there.
Mercy’s List 15 Horror Films
1. Nosferatu 1922
2. Nightmare Castle
3. Evil Dead
4. The Thing (’50s & ’80s versions)
6. The Blob
8. Last Man on Earth
9. The Lost Boys
10. House on Haunted Hill
11. The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari
12. The Devil’s Rejects
13. The Creature from the Black Lagoon
14. Prime Evil
15. The Bat (Silent & ’50s Version)