Archive for Carnival of Souls

The Horror of Being Rich

Posted in Classic Horror, Evil, Ghosts, Slashers, TV Vixens with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 17, 2014 by Drinkin' & Drive-in

The Curse of the Living Corpse

The Curse of the Living Corpse is social commentary horror movie made in 1964 about spoiled aristocrats in 1893. Spoiled aristocrats is an oxymoron.

The Curse of the Living Corpse

After their disgustingly rich father dies, the surviving family members go after the inheritance like me at an all-you-can drink buffet. The millionaires’ sons and daughters are the ultimate Republicans: snobbish, greedy, manipulating and scheming.

The Curse of the Living Corpse

But even though he’s dead, dad has the last word. Each relative must perform a task lasting one year, after which they get their money. These tasks are simple and designed as safety measures in case dad needs to come back. (Being buried alive was his greatest fear.) Failing to do the tasks results in each of the ding-dongs being done in by their own worst fears: burning, drowning, having their aristocratic face scarred and disfigured, made to eat Hamburger Helper™…

The Curse of the Living Corpse

The playboy, needing cash to pay off his gambling debts, looks like Clark Gable, but not quite as handsome. Kinda like a used car salesman version of Clark Gable. He makes out with the hottie servant (“You would carelessly deny rank its privilege?”) and schemes to speed up the inheritance process. This results in the servant’s head being cut off and served on a dinner platter. Eeww!

Roy Scheider

Roy Scheider is a full-blown alcoholic playboy and taunts the family members with alcohol-fueled taunts. Soon, each starts dying in the fashion they fear most. (For me it’s being forced to drink Zima™.) The caped figure roaming the mansion and estate grounds suggests dad has come back from the grave and is supremely p*ssed. After 30 minutes you should be able to figure out who’s doing all the burning, cutting, drowning, stabbing. The trick is doing it without falling asleep (guilty as charged).

Candace Hilligoss

This was Roy’s first movie. He did others, but the only one that matters is Jaws (no, not Jaws II/1978 because that one sucked hard). Candace Hilligoss plays a terrified crying wallflower. You may remember her from the 1962 horror creeper, Carnival of Souls. You don’t? Then I just now lost all respect for you.

Clowning Around With Horror

Posted in Classic Horror, Evil, Misc. Horror with tags , , , , , , on November 17, 2013 by Drinkin' & Drive-in

Circus of the Dead

Circuses and/or circus clowns are no strangers to horror movies, which I find to be an odd sub-genre given that a circus and subsequent clownage is supposed to bring joy and laughter, not die kill bleed.

The first such horror movie featuring circus-y stuff that gooned me out was Carnival of Souls (1962). That creepy dude who kept following the freaked out blonde chick gave me nightmares about blonde chicks for years.

But that’s sorta all behind me now. Ahem.

So a new themed horror movie being prepped for 2014 is titled Circus of the Dead. I like the title. Here’s more to like…

Circus of the Dead

“A man becomes entangled in a deadly morality game when the circus comes to town and a sadistic clown forces him in the most horrific ways to examine the things in life he takes for granted.”

I need to be careful here; the things in life I take for granted are toilet paper (for dabbing purposes and what not), my toaster (I just think those things are so darned neat) and air. I do not want a sadistic clown to take away any or all of those things from me. So to all clowns out there, I repent my wicked attitudes.