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When i was a kid, I hated horror. Until I was 12 i was terrified of just about everything, although I always had a soft spot for the old gothic stuff. The turning point was watching Alien and Aliens and the Ravenloft campaign for Dungeons and Dragons. By the time I was 18 i was having all night horror movie marathons with my friends and getting smashed in my parent's basement.
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When I was a kid we had a quaint little phenomina in our neighborhood- something that doesn't exist any more- a neighborhood theatre. With one screen. Locally owned.
Every Saturday I'd walk down the the Center Theater and watch the Double Feature matinee for $1.00. In addition to two feature films there would be cartoons, old newsreels and serials from the 40s- all lovingly programmed by the theatre manager. There were even prize give aways. One time I won a Weird-Ohs model kit by Ed "Big Daddy" Roth. I saw some amazing movies there, but by far my favorites were the Hammer double feature and the Roger Corman Poe adaptations. I saw just about every horror & sci fi film made in the late 50s, early 60s there. Seeing them on the big screen was something I'll always remember. Last edited by neverending; 10-28-2008 at 08:46 AM. |
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I'd give just about anything to have seen those films on the big screen. It's also a shame that small, locally owned theatres don't really exist anymore, for the most part. Even if they do, they can only afford to play big blockbusters.
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There was a pile of old horror comics that I have no memory of receiving at age 9, I vaguely recall a box belonging to someone dead.
I thought comics were just about superheros or Jughead till then. I would read and re-read them till they fell apart. One day in 1989, I walked into this comic book store and laid my eyes on the #2 issue of Sandman. I about peed my pants with this amazing nostalgic flashback to warm and toasty evenings curled in a blanket with those old horror rags. Don't for the life on me remember why that particular #2 cover connected to that period of time. But it was a good feeling in my bones that day. |
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What were they? Creepy & Eerie, or things like House of Mystery/Secrets, etc?
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I remember a story with a gravedigger... buried man still alive... damn, it's gone like smoke. I'll give it some thought, though... |
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Sorry to be such a pest- do you remember if they were black & white or in color? Just curious. I read them all as a kid too.
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Looked through some lists on-line...nothing looks right...Strange Tales looks vaguely familiar. This is going to bug me. My memory needs an upgrade. |
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