Suggested Listening for this post: Broken EP by Nine Inch Nails
Man, it's that time of year again.
Ghosts, Goblins, Boogiemen, Zombies, and countless other ghouls will be roaming the street soon. They'll be interested in only one thing. BRAINS!!
No, actually, probably just candy, and some good old fashion scarin'.
I love Halloween, as do all the raindogs and co-horts. I love the idea of people enjoying getting the crap scared out of them. I love the idea that we still celebrate a dark pagan ritual in this time that which blatant Christian Idealism and conservatism is upheld so dearly.
Most of all, I love getting scared. I love seeing other people getting scared. I love the Horror.
Horror movies haven't always been something that I've loved. I actually made myself love them. See, when I was younger, I was interested in horror movies. I always wanted to know what vile things happened in these movies that no doubt crossed all lines of decency and taste. I remember clearly walking through the video store with my parents on numerous occasions and seeing the covers for movies like "The Thing", "Evil Dead II", and of course, "Texas Chainsaw Massacre", and wondered what lied behind the covers that riveted me and scared me when I was younger.
Man, it's that time of year again.
Ghosts, Goblins, Boogiemen, Zombies, and countless other ghouls will be roaming the street soon. They'll be interested in only one thing. BRAINS!!
No, actually, probably just candy, and some good old fashion scarin'.
I love Halloween, as do all the raindogs and co-horts. I love the idea of people enjoying getting the crap scared out of them. I love the idea that we still celebrate a dark pagan ritual in this time that which blatant Christian Idealism and conservatism is upheld so dearly.
Most of all, I love getting scared. I love seeing other people getting scared. I love the Horror.
Horror movies haven't always been something that I've loved. I actually made myself love them. See, when I was younger, I was interested in horror movies. I always wanted to know what vile things happened in these movies that no doubt crossed all lines of decency and taste. I remember clearly walking through the video store with my parents on numerous occasions and seeing the covers for movies like "The Thing", "Evil Dead II", and of course, "Texas Chainsaw Massacre", and wondered what lied behind the covers that riveted me and scared me when I was younger.
Then one Friday the 13th, my parents decided to go out to dinner, and My loving, wonderful older brother, Jeff, was watching us.
Jeff loved to scare me and Jeremy, my twin. I remember he used to have this E.T. doll that used to scare the living hell out of me when I was younger. Then there was always him turning off all the lights and dancing to Thriller (which scared me, I'll admit it.)
Well, this particular night, There was a Friday the 13th marathon on, as was a standard when i was younger. I was not a stranger to these movies, as a matter of fact, my Grandfather, Jerry, loved the first Friday the 13th, and would always make the Jason breathing noise when he watched it. For some reason though, this particular night, It scared the living crap out of me. Jeff, being a typical big brother, sensed that it was getting to me, and when we I went to bed, turned the volume up in the living room as loud as it would go.
I didn't sleep a wink. As a matter of fact, from that night forward, I slept on my parents floor.
For almost 3 Years.
Now, when it started, I was probably 6 or seven. My parents were besides them selves. They tried everything to get me to sleep in my bed. I just couldn't take sleeping in a room where something could happen to me or them. It was a very traumatic period. Then eventually, my parents upgraded our beds, and all of a sudden, I laid in bed and was comfortable, but still needed the closeness of my parents. They explained that nothing was going to happen to them, and I listened. And slept in my own room.
So, as this happened, something else changed in my life, my Saturday morning programming. Cartoons were out, and Dr. Paul Bearer was in. (For those of you unfamiliar, shame on you!! follow this link, and O'D will so wonderfully enlighten you: http://straightfromthedogsass.blogspot.com/2008/09/greater-tampa-part-2-wtog.html
I could talk for ages about the man and his show) He made horror fun. He introduced me to some of my favorites to this day. Wonderful horror greats like Phantasm, night of the living dead, invasion of the body snatchers, and too many others to name.
Then a few years later, came Jonathan O'Donnell and Ryan Guy.
All I have to say, is that without Jonathan O'Donnell, I wouldn't be the absolute gore hound I am today, and without Ryan,(and of course Jeremy) I wouldn't have had some else going through the intense education of Horror.
Sitting in our undies, watching Texas Chainsaw Massacre for the first time, all with baseball bats in our hands.
watching a Clockwork Orange, and "Passing the Hat". Buying the Nightmare DVD box set and watching things on it for what seemed like 16 hrs straight. Me and O'Ds countless Phantastic Phantasm Marathons. Going to Movie Masters and being awed by the wonderful B-movie selection.
It's really turned me into a lover of everything gore.
Which is one of the reasons I love Halloween.
There are more to come, Stay Tuned
Jeff loved to scare me and Jeremy, my twin. I remember he used to have this E.T. doll that used to scare the living hell out of me when I was younger. Then there was always him turning off all the lights and dancing to Thriller (which scared me, I'll admit it.)
Well, this particular night, There was a Friday the 13th marathon on, as was a standard when i was younger. I was not a stranger to these movies, as a matter of fact, my Grandfather, Jerry, loved the first Friday the 13th, and would always make the Jason breathing noise when he watched it. For some reason though, this particular night, It scared the living crap out of me. Jeff, being a typical big brother, sensed that it was getting to me, and when we I went to bed, turned the volume up in the living room as loud as it would go.
I didn't sleep a wink. As a matter of fact, from that night forward, I slept on my parents floor.
For almost 3 Years.
Now, when it started, I was probably 6 or seven. My parents were besides them selves. They tried everything to get me to sleep in my bed. I just couldn't take sleeping in a room where something could happen to me or them. It was a very traumatic period. Then eventually, my parents upgraded our beds, and all of a sudden, I laid in bed and was comfortable, but still needed the closeness of my parents. They explained that nothing was going to happen to them, and I listened. And slept in my own room.
So, as this happened, something else changed in my life, my Saturday morning programming. Cartoons were out, and Dr. Paul Bearer was in. (For those of you unfamiliar, shame on you!! follow this link, and O'D will so wonderfully enlighten you: http://straightfromthedogsass.blogspot.com/2008/09/greater-tampa-part-2-wtog.html
I could talk for ages about the man and his show) He made horror fun. He introduced me to some of my favorites to this day. Wonderful horror greats like Phantasm, night of the living dead, invasion of the body snatchers, and too many others to name.
Then a few years later, came Jonathan O'Donnell and Ryan Guy.
All I have to say, is that without Jonathan O'Donnell, I wouldn't be the absolute gore hound I am today, and without Ryan,(and of course Jeremy) I wouldn't have had some else going through the intense education of Horror.
Sitting in our undies, watching Texas Chainsaw Massacre for the first time, all with baseball bats in our hands.
watching a Clockwork Orange, and "Passing the Hat". Buying the Nightmare DVD box set and watching things on it for what seemed like 16 hrs straight. Me and O'Ds countless Phantastic Phantasm Marathons. Going to Movie Masters and being awed by the wonderful B-movie selection.
It's really turned me into a lover of everything gore.
Which is one of the reasons I love Halloween.
There are more to come, Stay Tuned
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