Friday, November 30, 2012

The Twonky on TCM Underground TONIGHT

That's right.  The Twonky.

1953's odd little flick The Twonky is playing on Turner Classic Movie's TCM UNDERGROUND late tonight/early tomorrow morning at 2:45 AM.

The synopsis (taken from TCM.com):

The Twonky is a rather loose adaptation of a 1942 short story by the established science fiction author Henry Kuttner (writing with his wife C. L. Moore and using the pseudonym Lewis Padgett). In the original story, a creature from the future appears in a present-day factory that manufactures console radios. The being from the future makes Twonkys in his world, so he turns out a Twonky that looks like a radio. This device is delivered to a home, and the Twonky/ radio proceeds to take over the life of the new owner. In his adaptation, Oboler uses several gags from the story, but overall The Twonky is unsuccessful as a comedy and heavy-handed and clunky as satire. Oboler's little movie, however, is exceedingly strange and contains several images and incidents that are not easily forgotten.

Are you ready to get TWONKED, hipsters?
--J/Metro

Thursday, November 29, 2012

Movie Review: Sugar Hill (1974)

Sugar Hill

Written by Tim Kelly
Directed by Paul Maslansky

Sugar Hill...Marki Bey
Baron Samedi...Don Pedro Colley
Mama Maitresse...Zara Cully

Club owner Langston is murdered by a bunch of "business men" (read gangsters) when he refuses to sell.  Langston's girlfriend Diana "Sugar" Hill inherits not only his club, but also a thirst for vengeance that can't be satisfied waiting around for the police to make the arrest.  Instead, she seeks out ancient, retired Black Magic Woman Mama Maitresse to call upon some of that voodoo that she do so well.  Mama agrees to do so if Sugar is willing to accept the risk involved.  She is, of course (otherwise this wouldn't be much of a movie), and so they call upon the evil voodoo god Baron Samedi (who looks like the poor man's Coffin Joe), who grants Sugar control over an army of the dead.

One by one, Sugar and her zombie minions dispatch of the murderous thugs in wicked and wild ways--including feeding one poor bastard to a bunch of hungry pigs.  Serves you right, you jive turkey.


The Baron himself doesn't do much beyond standing around and looking creepy, but that's what he does and he does it well.  Sugar comes off as such a beautiful badass that at times it seemed she could take care of those thugs without any evil assistance--but then she wouldn't be discernible from any of the other beautiful badass blaxpolitation heroines.  And besides, voodoo is just pretty damn cool any way you slice it.

It even saved Weekend and Bernies 2.

Almost.


The zombies here are kind of a cross between the old-school definition and the new post-Romero definition. They are undead, but they're raised by black magic and their makeup is reminiscent of Haitian body paint.  The gore is restrained, at least by today's standards, but that's okay.  This isn't a straight up horror flick, it's a horror/blaxploitation hybrid in the vein of Blacula, Blackenstein, and Brother From The Black Lagoon.  (Okay, I made that last one up.)  It's not an all together new hybrid, but still rare enough to be something of interest.

--J/Metro

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

E-Book Review: Nikki's Secret by William Malmborg


Nikki's Secret
NIKKI'S SECRET by William Malmborg
By William Malmborg

Kimberly is a young, pretty college student moving into a new house, attempting to escape from a number of memories that haunt her. No sooner than she moves in, though, does she begin receiving mysterious packages addressed to someone named Nikki. These packages are quickly followed up with would-be suitors arriving at her door, looking for wild sex with the unknown Nikki; photographs of her going about her normal life with obscenities scrawled on them; and increasingly veiled threats from a mysterious stalker.

It's obviously a case of mistaken identity, but that doesn't mean Kimberly is in any less danger. Who is stalking her, and who is Nikki? And why does it seem that Bill, the horror author that lives upstairs, knows a little more than he's letting on?

With the police force ineffective in stopping her harassment, Kimberly has to rely on two unlikely allies to put a stop to it: Her occasionally-creepy upstairs neighbor, and Mark, who originally came calling for Nikki.

Kimberly is obviously a troubled young woman. Her past experiences with men alone point toward some deeper trauma than even the ones we're privy to. She's strong, but she's far too insecure to know it. She's the modern day equivalent of a damsel in distress.

Mark is the virginal galoot whose eagerness to get any attractive female into bed draws him into Kimberly's investigation, hoping that she will be so grateful for his assistance that she throws him a pity bone. In general he's a good guy, but also a bit pathetic.

Bill is...an interesting character. It's not just his name and occupation that alert us to the fact that he's based (at least in part) on William Malmborg. As a reader of his blog, I picked up on several cues from his past posts that made it into the novel, such as having a second computer used solely for pornography and visits to the "shadier" side of the Internet. One could spend a lot of time speculating where William ends and where Bill begins, but frankly, I don't think I have the stomach for it.

Nikki's Secret offered more mystery elements than I was used to in Malmborg's writing, which was refreshing. The whodunit angle and the stream of clues leave you guessing to the end, and you're genuinely not sure who is going to make it out alive.

This is the third novel by Malmborg that I have reviewed, and although I enjoyed it, I didn't enjoy it quite as much as Text Message or nearly as much as Jimmy. All three have had a touch of 'local flavor', as they take place in or around Dekalb, IL where the author resides, but they have become increasingly concerned with regional details, which may be thrilling for readers familiar with the area, but that's a small percentage of people. For me, reading accurate directions to get from one place to another became a bit tedious.

This also was the longest of Malmborg's novels, and it occasionally seemed overwritten with trivialities, taking a paragraph to say what could have been summed up in a sentence. Although the page count wasn't significantly higher than Text Message, Nikki's Secret wasn't as quick of a read. It took me longer to get through this one, as the extreme action simply wasn't there to keep me flipping through the digital pages.

Overall, not a bad read at all, but Malmborg hasn't yet recaptured the lightning in a bottle that he managed the first time around with Jimmy.

Special thanks to William Malmborg for supplying the digital review copy. Visit his blog and support indie authors by purchasing his works.

--J/Metro

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Shack Out On 101 (1955)

Shack Out On 101

Written by Edward Dein & Mildred Dein
Directed by Edward Dein

Slob...Lee Marvin
Sam...Frank Lovejoy
Kotty...Terry Moore


The titular shack out on 101 is actually a low-rent, nautical-themed greasy spoon positioned on the beach that seems to have more employees and hangers-on than actual customers.  There's the owner, George, who dreams of catching Ol' Poncho, a mythical fish; Slob, the dull-witted no-goodnik cook with a surplus of neanderthal machismo Eddie, a jewelry salesman recovering from some sort of unspecified breakdown; Sam, the handsome and dashing nuclear physicist who has become something of a celebrity; and Kotty, the waitress with dreams of civil servitude, the ripest tomato on the vine that all the men are vying for.  Throw some hot jazz on the jukebox and you got yourselves quite a happening shindig!


But beneath the all-American facade of this diner lies a terrible secret.  Three of these people have been working together to sell our nation's secrets!  Before you can say Benedict Arnold, though, Kotty catches on to their dirty game--even if she doesn't get all the facts straight.  And that's when the fun begins.

Well, that's not entirely true.  This cheap little thriller is fun from the very beginning.  Chock full of anachronistic slang, moments of West Side Story-type violence, and wacky dialogue and unintentionally hilarious scenes, this one will leave you chuckling and shaking your head in disbelief.  The ridiculous homoerotic weight lifting session in the diner was a real standout and belongs on a highlight reel of headscratcher scenes.


Fans of classic cheesers will want to seek this out.  It's extremely odd, to say the least, and it takes place almost entirely on a single set.  But your mind will be blown, man...blown...like one of Sam's nuclear bombs.

1955
Unrated
80 Minutes
B&W
English
United States

"Even when you're clean, you look dirty."
--J/Metro

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Willie Dynamite (1974)

Willie Dynamite
Written by Ron Cutler
Directed by Gilbert Moses

Willie Dynamite...Roscoe Orman
Cora...Diana Sands
Passion...Joyce Walker


In 2006, rap artists Three 6 Mafia won an Academy Award for their contribution to the soundtrack for Hustle & Flow.  Let me say that again slowly, so that it can fully sink in: Three 6 Mafia.  Academy Award.  This may have done wonders for their marketability, but probably did very little for their genuine street cred. None of which has anything to do with what we're here to discuss, although they were right about one thing.

It's hard out here for a pimp.

Just ask Willie Dynamite, one of the biggest baddest pimps in the city with a stable full of hoes available in every color of the rainbow.  We got white bitches, black bitches, Asian bitches.  Ho ho ho.


Pimpin' ain't easy.  And truth be told, it doesn't even seem like that much fun.  Sure, you get to dress like a Batman villain and backhand anyone who disrespects you, but you've always got to watch your back.  Poor Willie has to contend with a disapproving family, a sort of rival Pimp Coalition who is trying to drive him out of business, and the constant harassment of the police.  Every time he parks, they tow his purple pimpmobile!  Lucky for him, he's got his pimp limp down flat.  Add into this mix a do-gooder social worker with a heart of gold who has made it his personal mission in life to 'save' Passion, Willie's latest recruit, and you'll have a pretty good idea of what Mr. Dynamite has to deal with on a daily basis.


This is blaxploitation perhaps at its finest, because it's blaxploitation with a message.  But then again, Citizen Kane may be cinema at its finest, but I'm much more likely to sit down for a repeat viewing of Puppet Master or Bloodfeast.  That is to say, he may be a complicated man that no one understands, but Willie Dynamite is no Shaft.  It's Shaft-Lite.  Shaft with a side of After School Special.

That's not to say that this movie can't be enjoyed for it's own, umm...merits(?).  It's terribly dated, as are all blaxploitation films, but that's part of the charm.  The characters are wacky and offbeat, and although it's relatively tame, there are some surprising (if not terribly convincing) acts of violence.  The Willie Dynamite themesong is nothing short of amazing, and there is a good chase scene at a construction site that was like low-rent (low, low rent) Michael Bay.  And there's a Primary Cast Strutting Slowly With Funky Music Playing In The Background scene, as Willie and his stable leave the police station, that rivals that iconic moment from Reservoir Dogs.


Interestingly, after Willie retired from pimpdom, he joined the cast of Sesame Street.  Seriously.


1974
Rated R
102 Minutes
Color
English
United States

"Listen here, you jive ass dude.  The price of meat has gone up everywhere."
--J/Metro

Friday, November 23, 2012

Check This Out: Marvel Handbook REDUXE

I recently discovered a blog entitled OFFICIAL HANDBOOK OF THE MARVEL UNIVERSE: REDUXE EDITION, where a variety of artists get together and reinterpret images of every single character in the Official Handbook of the Marvel Universe: Deluxe Edition.  Readers of my blog know that I'm just as much a geek as I am a freak, so I immediately found myself lost in this fantastic images.  Take a look at the samples below, and check out the blog by clicking HERE.

The Ancient One by Mike Scott

The Watcher by Calamity John Morris

Puppet Master by Gavin de Lint

Luke Cage by Luc Latulippe

Scarecrow by Kevin Steele

--J/Metro

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Thanksgiving: A Pictorial Examination


The Mayflower
Plymouth Rock
Pilgrims
Native Americans
The First Thanksgiving
Corn on the Cob
Mashed Potatoes
Cranberry Sauce
Stuffing
Pumpkin Pie

And of course...
THE TURKEY.

 Eat 'till the bottom falls out, hipsters!
--J/Metro



Wednesday, November 21, 2012

From The Archives: TV Horror

While searching through my Archives, I found an undated scrap of paper with the following scrawled on it.  I think I was somewhere in my 'teens when I wrote it, and I have no idea where it was going or if it was intended to be part of a longer piece.  However, I thought it was kind of amusing.

Am I the only one who wonders what would have happened if THE LOVE BOAT had sailed into the Bermuda Triangle?  If GILLIGAN'S ISLAND had gone the way of LORD OF THE FLIES?  If THE BRADY BUNCH had moved into AMITYVILLE?  It would have made the sudden appearance of Cousin Oliver much more believable.  What if THE SMURFS had eaten their mushroom houses and tripped out?  What if SCOOBY DOO caught rabies, and what if the monsters were real? What if MY THREE SONS were the Melendez brothers?  What if I DREAM OF JEANNIE and BEWITCHED crossed over for a torrid lesbian love affair, and had their husbands whacked?  So that's what happened to Darren Number One.  What if Eddie Munster had joined Herman in CAR 54?  What if Mrs. Garrett had taught the real FACTS OF LIFE?  What if MR. ED and FRANCIS THE TALKING MULE had a fight to the death?
I would watch a lot more TV

--J/Metro

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

The Creeper (1977)

The Creeper

Written by Ian Sutherland
Directed by Peter Carter

Harry...Hal Holbrook
Mitzi...Lawrence Dane
Martin...Robin Gammell
Abel...Ken James
DJ...Gary Reineke

Five doctors (four of them in silly matching hats) strike out into the Canadian wilderness for a hunting and fishing getaway.  When they awake the next morning, everybody's boots have been stolen from their campsite.  And although they remembered to bring an inflatable sex doll, only one bothered to bring along a spare pair of shoes.  So D.J. heads up river to find help and/or footwear, leaving Marty, Abel, Mitzi, and Harry behind.


But D.J. doesn't return, and so after a long night of restlessness, the four head out in bare feet looking for their friend.  A series of unfortunate and escalating events leads them to believe that somebody is stalking them, although they don't know who or why.  Tension and fear turns rapidly to suspicion and paranoia, as it is wont to do, and it seems that if the titular Creeper doesn't kill them, they just may kill each other.

A very good, yet seldom seen, addition to the survivalist category of horror in the same vein as Straw Dogs and Deliverance, however it might be too much like Deliverance for some people's tastes.  However, it remains a fine alternative to those veterans seeking fresh blood.


The dialogue and acting were both solid.  In fact my only technical qualms are with the sound and picture quality, which surely lies not with the film itself but with the budget DVD edition that I watched.  Occasionally the image was far too dark to clearly see what was going on and the audio sometimes came off as muffled and difficult to decipher.

After years of obscurity, though, this film was finally given a legitimate release last year by Code Red DVD under it's original title Rituals.  I haven't seen their print, but I imagine that much of the damage has been corrected.


1977
Rated R
100 Minutes
Color
English
Canada/USA

"There's worse things in life than powdered milk."
--J/Metro

Monday, November 19, 2012

Netflix'd: Amicus Pictures


Since my Netflix'd: Full Moon Entertainment post has been getting so much traffic lately, I thought I'd throw together another list for a smaller production company.  Amicus Productions from the UK is most well known for their anthology films, but they released a number of other movies as well.  Below is a list of every Amicus film that I know about--including the films produced recently when Amicus was resurrected as an American company--with links to their Netflix page when applicable.

Once again, if I'm missing any titles, please let me know.

And Now The Screaming Starts (1973)
Asylum (1972)
At The Earth's Core (1976)
The Beast Must Die (1974)
Daleks: Invasion Earth (1966)
Danger Route (1967)
The Deadly Bees (1967)
Dr. Terror's House Of Horrors (1965)
Dr. Who And The Daleks (1965)
From Beyond The Grave (1973)
The House That Dripped Blood (1971)
I, Monster (1971)
It's Alive (2008)
Just For Fun (1963)
The Land That Time Forgot (1975)
Madhouse (1974)
The Mind Of Mr. Soames (1970)
The People That Time Forgot (1977)
The Psychopath (1966)
Ring-A-Ding Rhythm (1962)
The Skull (1965)
Stuck (2007)
Tales From The Crypt (1972)
The Terrornauts (1967)
Thank You All Very Much (1969)
They Came From Beyond Space (1967)
Torture Garden (1967)
What Became Of Jack And Jill? (1972)
The Vault Of Horror (1973)

--J/Metro

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Top 5 Netflix Instant Watch Documentaries

Here are the top five documentaries--both horror-related and otherwise--that are currently available on Netflix Instant Watch and tracking on my radar.  They are all Jonny tested, Jonny approved.  Enjoy, hipsters!

Conan O'Brien - Can't Stop: Following his unplanned and highly publicized departure from NBC, exiled talk show host Conan O'Brien decides to take his show on the road. This documentary captures that uproarious tour as well as O'Brien's dramatic break with his ex-employers.

Cropsey: Directors Joshua Zeman and Barbara Brancaccio explore an urban legend that always disturbed them while growing up in Staten Island, N.Y. -- a rash of child abductions that struck the area in the 1970s and 80s -- in their gripping documentary. The legend became real when a handyman and drifter named Andre Rand abducted numerous young kids, setting off myriad motive theories, frightening residents in the community and tripping up the legal system.

Zombie Girl: Youth and inexperience were no deterrents to 12-year-old Emily Hagins when she set out to make her first full-length feature, the zombie flick Pathogen. This 2008 documentary chronicles her two-year endeavor from start to finish. With cameras focused on Emily and Mom -- who acts as agent, crew, producer and No. 1 fan -- the film illuminates indie moviemaking challenges and the wonder of being a plucky adolescent to whom anything seems possible.

Comic Book Confidential: Ron Mann's documentary explores how comic books were elevated to pop art and bore witness to cultural phenomena with the help of legendary creators such as Robert Crumb, Will Eisner, William Gaines, Bill Griffith and Stan Lee. The film traces the medium from its ultrapatriotic beginnings -- with pages filled with superheroes fighting for truth, justice and the American way -- and shows how it evolved into sophisticated, complicated, readable art.

Texas Chainsaw Massacre - A Family Portrait: In 1974, Tobe Hooper unleashed his notorious study of psychological terror. Since then, Hooper's gruesome masterpiece has become a cult phenomenon. This fascinating documentary offers a rare glimpse into the making of the landmark film.

Saturday, November 17, 2012

The Skulls (2000)


The Skulls

Written by John Pogue
Directed by Rob Cohen

Lucas McNamara...Joshua Jackson
Caleb Mandrake...Paul Walker
Litten Mandrake...Craig T. Nelson
Chloe...Leslie Bibb
“Every year at certain Ivy League colleges, an elite group of students is chosen to join the Secret Societies. Unlike fraternities, these Societies conceal their actions as they mold the leaders of the future. At least three U.S. Presidents are known to have been members. The most powerful Secret Society has always been The Skulls.”
Lucas McNamara is a townie, something looked deeply down upon by his wealthy yuppie puppy peers. He tries to fit in, cutting his hair, joining the rowing team, and beginning to hang out with a higher class of people than he’s used to. He requests membership in The Skulls, under the impression that they will pay his tuition.

The initiation seems like a harmless prank: steal the mascot of another society. But it inevitably leads to more menacing things.

Lucas and the quasi-legendary Caleb Mandrake both make the cut, being branded like cattle and rewarded with spiffy new Rolex watches. Amidst all the seduction, power, high priced gifts and gala hullabaloo, Lucas’s best friend dies and it looks like Caleb is involved, making us question his new brotherhood.

But as the tagline says, getting in is easy. Getting out is a killer, which means he has to drag his friends from the wrong side of the tracks into the mess to clean things up.


Overall, the basic premise of the film is overblown and highfalutin—a tight-knit group of rich bastards with eyes and ears everywhere, trusting their secrets to pretty much anyone who promises to keep them. The cast is strictly WB, but actually works in this case as The Skulls only accept the cream of the proverbial crop. Due to this, I would even be able to suspend my disbelief for the 90-minutes needed were it not for a few instances of cornball dialogue, lots of juvenile delinquent Mission Impossible action, a confused romantic subplot, Creed (!) on the soundtrack, and one extremely cheesy mustache on that dude from Coach.

Yeah, maybe it’s worth a viewing if you're half in the bag and looking for some pretty cheese. But was it really worthy of a sequel, much less two? I think not. Horror hipsters may appreciate (or be offended by) the action-painting robot named after famed artist Jackson Pollock.

2000
PG-13
106 Minutes
Color
English
United States

--J/Metro

Friday, November 16, 2012

The Manitou Playing on TCM Underground TONIGHT

Just a heads up: 1978's The Manitou is playing on Turner Classic Movies TCM UNDERGROUND late tonight/early tomorrow morning, starting "around 2 A.M."

The synopsis (taken from TCM.com):
When Karen is admitted to a San Francisco hospital because she has a tumor growing on her neck, the doctors come to believe that there is a fetus inside it. The growth is in fact an old, Indian shaman who is reincarnating himself through Karen, and when he begins to see himself under attack from the x-rays being used to examine him and stunt his growth, gruesome things start happening. The shaman is also out to avenge North American's indigenous people who were killed off by the invading white men. Once the identity of the Manitou is understood, another native American shaman is called in to control him, but is no match for his power.
Set your DVR's, hipsters!
--J/Metro

Thursday, November 15, 2012

One Body Too Many (1944)

One Body Too Many

Written by Winston Miller & Maxwell Shane
Directed by Frank McDonald

Tuttle...Jack Haley
Carol...Jean Parker
Morton...Bernard Nedell
Merkil...Bela Lugosi

Cyrus J. Rutherford, an eccentric millionaire, passes on and gathers his squabbling family to his estate for the reading of his will and the rather odd interment of his body. Rather than be buried, he requested to be encased in a large glass dome atop his house, so that the stars may shine down upon him forever. The building of the dome is set to begin in the morning, and his family are to stay overnight. But what a long night it will be.

Albert Tuttle, an insurance salesman, arrives on scene to sell Mr. Rutherford some life insurance, just a tick too late apparently. After a case of mistaken identity, he’s suckered into sticking around to “protect” a lady lovely from an unknown assailant fueled by the power of greed.


When Rutherford’s body disappears, suspicions and conspiracy theories fly at full throttle—“You stole the body!”…”No, you stole the body!” It seems absolutely everybody is a suspect. Hell, maybe everybody’s guilty.

All in all, this is a mildly entertaining film that runs a bit thin by shows end. Tuttle's bumbling and cowardice offers a constant stream of comic relief reminiscent of the Abbott and Costello Meet…. Series. The cast is too large for its own good and Bela is underused as the mysterious butler. Still, worth a look of you’re a fan of the black-and-white comic pseudo-horror genre, just don't expect it to top your list.

1944
Unrated
75 Minutes
B&W
English
United States

--J/Metro

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Dark Ditties: A Death-Bed by James Aldrich

As something of a modern day beatnik, I occasionally crack a book of poetry.  As something of a horror fanatic, I'm always thrilled to find a poem that crosses the threshold into darker territory.  The following very-brief poem by editor-poet James Adrich is probably his most famous piece, but it deserves to be reprinted here.  It should be noted that this was taken from the 1897 book The Golden Treasury of American Songs and Lyrics, which can be downloaded for free by clicking HERE.

A Death-Bed
by James Aldrich

Her suffering ended with the day,
Yet lived she at its close,
And breathed the long, long night away
In statue-like repose.

But when the sun in all his state
Illumed the eastern skies,
She passed through Glory's morning gate
And walked in Paradise.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Season of the Hunted (2003)


Season of the Hunted

Written by Phil Faicco
Directed by Ron Sperling

Steve...Timothy Gibbs
Frank...Muse Watson
Charlie...Tony Travis
Al...Lou Martini, Jr.

This poorly shot, poorly executed, and poorly acted film bills itself as “Wrong Turn meets Cabin Fever,” but plays out more like Surviving the Game meets a train wreck, or perhaps The Deer Hunter meets an ‘Out of Order’ sign.

Five New York buddies—Frank, a Vietnam veteran; Steve, a heroic fire fighter; and three other full-grown men who do their best to act infantile at all times—head out of the city and into the wilderness for a hunter’s resort in the woods, where they’re guaranteed to score a kill. That, at least, is no lie.

After a night of beer drinking, poker playing, and watching the moronic Charlie come off like an even more obnoxious version of Joey Pants, the friends head into the woods for some nice relaxing deer killin’. There isn’t a deer in sight, however, only their redneck guides with shotguns, eying them hungrily and looking to hunt them instead.


If it sounds like you’ve seen it before, you’re right. And believe me, you’ve seen it better. Granted, the excitement does pick up an iota once hunting season begins, but not nearly enough to overcome the grating characters, amateur action sequences, and predictable source material: A secret stew recipe? What could it be? A barn that visitors are forbidden to enter? What could be in it? I’ll give you a hint. You’re not a traveling salesman, there is no farmer’s daughter, and nobody’s getting off or laughing in the end.

We should be so lucky.

And what, by the way, was up with the seemingly tasteless dedication to the victims of September 11th?  I'm sure the filmmakers meant no disrespect, but dedicating an exploitation movie about murder to the victims of a terrorist attack falls just a little short of appropriate in my eyes.

A stinker from end to end.

2003
Rated R
Color
English
United States

--J/Metro

Monday, November 12, 2012

Free Horror Goodies: 1001 Fonts

Websites to download free fonts are plentiful, but 1001 FREE FONTS (which offers a selection of horror and sci-fi themed fonts) has a cool feature called "Custom Preview" that allows you to enter your own text (for instance, your blog title) to see what it looks like in each font before you download.  If you have a screen-cap program or a snipping tool, you don't even have to download the font, just preview it, clip it, and save it to your harddrive.  Below is a sampling of a few of the fonts under the 'Horror' category, but there are plenty of other categories of interest as well.


Feast of Flesh
Riot Act
Calaveras
Ghost Writer
Werewolf

Totally fonted up and living on the dub side.
--J/Metro

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Eerie #14, January 1954 (Avon Comics)

Eerie #14
January/February 1954
Avon Comics

Master Of The Dead: Madman Pierre Jarnac has dedicated his entire life to trying to raise the dead. After many failed attempts, he finally succeeds...but they don't obey him for long. Pretty mediocre, and the art isn't as graphic as one would expect. Strangely, there's a bit of an anti-war message beneath it all.


Thou Shalt Not Dream!: Bob Grant has been having murderous dreams since he was a child. As he grows up, he realizes he's closer than ever to fulfilling those dreams. A rather strange story about reincarnation (as diagnosed by a psychiatrist!) and attempting to escape your fate. It's really pretty misogynistic, and the reactions of Bob's wife are unlikely to say the least.


Horror Man (Text Story): Horror movie star Tracy Collins approaches his doctor with a problem: he believes he's become a werewolf just like he has played onscreen! Corny and predictable, but still one of the better text stories they were forced to include in these issues.

Snake-Eyes Of Doom!: A born-loser gambler thinks his luck has changed when he scores a pair of magical dice from a hobo. Little does he know the hobo's true identity, or the price that comes with the dice. A decent story despite some truly cheesy moments--like mobsters being crushed by an enormous pair of dice.


Satan's Woman Prize!: A demon-caressed harlot goes through life causing men to fight--and sometimes kill--for her affection. Another misogynistic and horrendously dated piece full of corny dialogue, but Satan himself acts as a major character in the plot.


Eerie #14 can be accessed free and legally at the Digital Comic Museum by clicking HERE.

--J/Metro

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