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Hell Is Full Of Green Gunk

Posted in Evil, Ghosts with tags , , , , , , , , , , on March 22, 2016 by Drinkin' & Drive-in

Drag Me To Hell

In order to advance her stimulating career as a bank loan officer, Christine Brown denies an old gypsy woman an extension on a mortgage, thereby invoking a curse, that when applied properly, will drag your soul to Hell. In other words, account closed.

Drag Me To Hell

The gypsy, who dies and comes back to enable said curse by way of a button (don’t ask), looks like one of the moms of The Evil Dead (1981). The rules are clear, though – give the cursed coat button to someone else, then their soul will burn in Hell for, like, a million years. The plan is to give the button back to the dead gypsy woman. I know what you’re thinking, but according to gypsy law, the soul never dies, hence…

Drag Me To Hell

If you can’t predict the ending at this point, go to Hell. The gypsy woman, who spends a lot of time throwing up stuff (maggots, green gunk, undigested breath mints) in Christine’s mouth, is nicely yucky. But the story and effects are as lackluster as my skills with curses.

Drag Me To Hell

Try and see if you can get through Drag Me To Hell’s (2009) seance scene without laughing or throwing up green gunk. Can’t be done.

Rainy Day Séance

Posted in Classic Horror, Ghosts with tags , , , , , , , , , , on May 3, 2014 by Drinkin' & Drive-in

Séance on a Wet Afternoon

It was an afternoon and kind of wet outside. The people inside were holding a séance of some sort, probably because it was too wet to go outside.

Séance on a Wet Afternoon

Myra Savage, a discount medium in London, holds séances in her house that looks like a place you’d make person-to-person calls to the dead: drab curtains, dark rugs, plenty of closet space for spirits to hang out. Her husband Bill has to help because he can’t hold down a day job, what with him being asthmatic and wheezing germs all over the workplace.

Séance on a Wet Afternoon

Myra, who really wants to be taken seriously as a psychic, has Bill kidnap the young daughter of a rich couple. You see where this is going. Myra will use her mental “gifts” to “find” the girl and get fame and business-generating ransom/promotion out of it. Clever, though possibly illegal.

Séance on a Wet Afternoon

They put the kidnapped kid in a room designed to look like a hospital ward and make the her believe she’s under medical supervision. Somewhere during this scheme Myra gets delusions, probably relating to her own son dying at birth and whom she’s in contact with all the time via her “psychic” skills. And it looks like maybe Myra doesn’t want the kidnapped kid to be found alive. The things some people will do for money on a wet afternoon.

Séance on a Wet Afternoon

Séance on a Wet Afternoon (1964) doesn’t have real special effects like ghosts making the room glow green with ectoplasm (hard to do with a black and white movie), just brilliant lighting and mood setting using barely more than a candle. So effective is this atmosphere, it has me freaked out about using candles. Not the scented ones I use in the bathroom when I’m having personal me time, but the spooky ones in the living room next to the dried flower arrangement and old newspapers.