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Thursday
Oct162014

Freaking myself out, Bozo!

Oh man, that video thumbnail in yesterday’s post is seriously giving me the heebie jeebies. What a terrifying face! Faces! Clown faces!! What was I thinking?!

Each time I’ve come to my own blog in the last 24 hours I’ve freaked myself out. Well, almost. I self. There’s no way I’m digging up an image for *this* post.

If you’ve seen the movie IT, you know why I find clowns scary. If you haven’t seen that movie yet, NEVER SEE THAT MOVIE! Honestly, the scariness of IT has stayed with for more than 30 years. I’m not even going to find a trailer for it because, honestly, you never want to see it.

The movie IT was adapted from a Stephen King book of the same name published in the 80s. He references the town it was set in and a couple of original characters in one of his latests novels, Doctor Sleep - maybe closing the loop, or just reminding us of how the imprint of fear is still branded in our memories.

That Stephen King - man can he write a good read. 

I read Doctor Sleep a few months ago, and it’s the first Stephen King I’ve read since I was a teenager. King’s never going to win a Man Booker Prize, but few are as skilled as he when it comes to crafting a novel that you can’t put down.

Carrie, Cujo, Salam’s Lot, The Stand, The Shining, Firestarter, Christine - I thought I was obssessed with the horror genre but really, looking back after reading Doctor Sleep, I think I was just in love with a damn good read. King writes so I always wanted more - he got me through each chapter making sure I was hungry for the next one. His pacing is just right and the scary ramps up and up - okay so maybe I was a winsy bit obssessed with the scare-factor as well.

The best one for me was Salam’s Lot not least because I didn’t read the book-blurb, so I had no idea what the story was about. It unfolded as I read without any of my expectations getting in the way - and scared the beejezus out of me. I consumed every horror he wrote in the late 70s, early 80s that I could get my hands on. They were all good; they were all scary. 

Now I’m old, and crossing the road is scary enough, I don’t need to read horror any more. I did enjoy reading Doctor Sleep but made sure the sun was high in the sky whenever I was made time to pick it up, because at night there’s still a clown waiting for me to go into the bathroom.

Damn, I did it again. Looks like I’ll be sleeping with the light on tonight.

Wednesday
Oct152014

Halloween makeup tips, tricks, and freaks

This playlist is from MadeYewLook’s youtube.com channel. Incredible, fascinating, nightmarish makeup tutorials that are bound to help you get your scare on for Halloween parties.

Sunday
Oct122014

#asklena

Friday
Oct102014

Sing-a-long Friday with a spooky little boy like you

Wednesday
Oct082014

Wednesday Matinée

Tuesday
Oct072014

Blood Moon Arising

La Luna sangrante

The second of a series of four eclipses (over 2014/15) will be visible in our skies tomorrow night. From about 9:20pm (New Zealand time) on Wednesday 8 October, the Earth will be between the Moon and the Sun and it’s shadow will be fall across the lunar surface.

The sunlight refracts as it passes through Earth’s atmosphere and the red part of the colour spectrum is cast against the Moon’s surface giving the moon a bloody complextion.

In days of old, this type of eclipse scared the bejezus out of the populus. End-of-days and wrath-of-god and cats-and-dogs-living-together caused panic and pandamonium until, mysteriously and after countless virgin sacrifices, the moon moved out of Earth’s shadow and all was right with the world again. Phew, just as well we had stocked up on virgins!

Checking New Zealand’s NIWA Weather widget for tomorrow night it looks like rain will be falling from about 8:30pm until about 3am so we’re not feeling hopeful of seeing the eclipse. In case the weather widget is correct and the wind doesn’t blow those pesky low clouds away, we’re going to have to watch it online, beamed automagically from another part of the planet.

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Monday
Oct062014

Delicious horror

When I was a little kid, the only comics I ever had any interest in were from the horror genre. 

My siblings and I would be able to trade comics at the local second hand book shop - check three in, take three out - and apart from a brief Scrooge McDuck phase, I was almost exclusively digging around in the horror comic book bin.

These comics were in pretty good condition considering how many hands they passed through. No such thing as protective plastic sleeves or cardboard backing boards in those days - as least not at the comic-book exchange.

I wonder sometimes if anyone worried about what I was reading? Ghouls and zombies, vampires and monsters rising from the dead - skin falling from limbs and eyes hanging from sockets - I couldn’t get enough of the stuff. I still remember so many of the images but not many of the stories. 

As I got older I kept up my interest in the subject matter. Sunday Night Horrors were the highlight of my week when I was actually able to stay awake through Radio With Pictures (olden days music video programme) I’d be rewarded, and terrified, by now classic horror tropes. My favourite ones were adapted from Edgar Allen Poe stories: The House of Usher, The Raven, The Tell-Tale Heart. 

It’s no wonder I was scared of the dark all.the.time.

Vincent Price

If I managed to a) circumnavigate my mother making me go to bed at a reasonable time on a Sunday night, and b) manage to get through Radio With Picture’s hour-long music show, the Sunday Horrors would be the very best if c) The Abominable Dr. Phibes was the film shown. 

It was my all-time favourite. Dr Phibes visits the ten biblical plagues of Egypt upon the people who caused his beautiful wife’s death. I especially loved the plague of locusts. Dr Phibes spent years and his considerable resources planning and plotting the death of each of his victims - one more ingenious and more gruesome than the last. 

Late at night on a Sunday is still the best time to watch horror movies, in my opinion. Of course, now-a-days with on-demand and streaming Netflix and all that jazz, you might suggest I could just tee up a movie for 11am Sundays, but there’s just something about watching random horror classics “on TV” for that idea that there are others out there doing the same and also for those much needed advert breaks to calm the heart between frights.

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