Where have I been lately?

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I know, I know. The projects are few and far between and the normal everyday chat sessions are getting rarer too. I promise it’s not because I don’t love you. It’s just that…

Well, first of all, I’m in the middle of writing a book. I normally wouldn’t talk about something like this at this stage in the game, but I think I owe my readers and explanation and to say that I sit down and write every night. Whether it’s here or the book, or a feature for Dumb White Husband, or a short story or a forum post or something; I’m getting it done every single night.

Where am I going with this? Well, Sequel and Spawn have been keeping me busy for sure. If ever someone tells you that it’s possible that one plus one is more than two, let me tell you that they are, in fact, correct. Two kids is a lot more than one. Not that I’m complaining, you see, because I enjoy all the smiles and the cuddles and the puzzles and all, it’s just that I only have so much time in an evening to do anything and so, unfortunately, I can’t do everything.

Well, that’s not exactly true. I am still doing everything, just not with the same frequency as I was able to accomplish before.

Just wanted to let you all know that I’m still here and I’m still doing what I do. There is, in fact, a method to my madness and that method is, “Do everything you can. As much as you can, as fast as you can, in the little time you have. Every day.”

So, that’s what I’ve been doing. If you want to see more Scarydad posts, we are always accepting submissions from writers who want to write. I would love to get a few regular contributors if anyone is interested. Hit me up if you are.

And with that, I must go heat up a bottle. Farewell for now.

 

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Spring is here. Or is it?

I think it is. I hope it is. I’m tired of composting expensive dead plants. And that’s what we’re talking about today: the planting season.

Last year I planted some grapes and the vines are busting out all over. I’m not sure but I think I should get some production off them this year. Homemade wine is in my future, and I’ll be sure to share the experience.

I’ve also got various berries coming up so that should be fun.

If you like to grow your own pumpkins, you should get them in the ground now!!!

I plan to plant an elderberry bush in a few weeks. Elderberry tea is what Hershel used to cure the sick in The Walking Dead. Too bad elderberries don’t cure decapitation, right? But anyway, it’s got medicinal properties and helps fight off sickness. Good stuff.

I’ve made many dishes, including Christmas dinner using herbs and spices grown in my garden. We also used Everclear to make Lavender and Rosemary tinctures. The Bride made some really cool bath bombs and scented them with the tinctures.

Gardening is badass and it gives you a chance to get your hands deep into the cool moist earth. You get to see bugs and snakes and stuff. Then you can make stuff with the things you grow. I recommend a garden or at least an herb bed to anyone and everyone. It’s very rewarding, and you never know when you might come across a skeleton or something.

I want this.

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Hello my fine feathered Minions. I realize it’s been a while since we talked. I assure you I haven’t forgotten you. We’ve had a series of sicknesses followed by events followed by very important thing to do followed by hangovers and chores and such. It’s not that I don’t love you, it’s that even the dead have to sleep sometime.

I also realize it’s been a while since I showed you some of the wonderful items that would make acceptable offerings should you wish to please your master. First up tonight is this Badass Tactical Tomahawk. I’m not sure what I might need one of these for, but I figure if I have it and then discover what I might need it for, that’s better than not having it at all.

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The difficulties of being a horror fan with little kids living in the house…

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Hello there Minions, I trust you are unwell. Tonight I have to discuss something that’s near and dear to my heart: my kids. Specifically, how much I love them and will do anything for them, including being willing to forego my beloved Walking Dead and instead endure endless hours of Curious George.

Spawn of Scarydad doesn’t handle scary stuff very well. The problem is that she wants to watch scary stuff because she knows that I love it, but I can tell that it bothers her. After the Doctor Who episode a few weeks ago, I’ve learned to keep pretty close watch over what comes out of the propaganda machine.  It’s been more than a month and she STILL talks about the scary man-pig on Doctor Who and how when she grows up she can watch it but not yet.

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“Dr. Terror’s House of Horrors” (1965)

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“A more exact translation would be terror. An unfortunate misnomer, for I am the mildest of men.”

– Dr. Schreck

Only fans of Horror Cinema might know Amicus Productions. Founded by Milton Subotsky and Max Rosenberg, their first two films were “It’s Trad, Dad!” (1962) and “Just for Fun (1963), both musicals. These two weren’t the flicks that this film production company would be renowned for. I was referring to their horror anthologies.

In 1945, Ealing Studios released “Dead of Night”, starring Mervyn Johns and Michael Redgrave. Walter Craig (Johns) came to a country house party, where he had been tranced. It was the assembled guests, whom he had seen in his dream. This prompted five of the guests to talk about supernatural events that they experienced, attempting to test Craig’s foresight. This flick, directed by Cavalcanti, Charles Crichton, Basil Dearden, and Robert Hamer, featured five different stories, linked by Craig’s dream. Horror films were banned in Great Britain during World War II, but these four filmmakers relied on uncanny scenarios. This would inspired Amicus to produce their own kind of horror anthology, only to refine what Ealing did.

In 1965, “Dr. Terror’s House of Horrors”, which would be the first of the series, was shown. It featured Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing, who became famous for playing Count Dracula and Professor Van Helsing respectively. Unlike the horror flicks of Hammer Film Productions, these flicks don’t rely on Gothic-inspired production design to elicit fear.

“Dr. Terror’s House of Horrors” would mislead some moviegoers, as this was Dr. Schreck’s term for his tarot cards. He looked like the Grim Reaper upon his arrival in the train station, which his fellow rail passengers didn’t notice. They were Jim Dawson, an architect, Bill Rogers, who came from a holiday, Biff Bailey, jazz musician, Franklyn Marsh, art critic, and Bob Carroll, doctor. These fellows were curious about the cards, prompting Dr. Schreck to tell about their future – and told their stories, accurately,
based from the cards they chose.

Jim visited his former home in an unnamed Scottish isle, unaware of a secret lying underneath the house. Bill, on the other hand, find it hard to leave his house, covered by vine, which had homicidal tendencies. Biff had a gig in the West Indies, where he witnessed a local voodoo ceremony. The music inspired him, such that he copied the melody in a jazz composition he created after his return home. Franklyn’s devastating wit made him a main attraction in art galleries, until he met his match. Last but not the least, Dr. Bob Carroll returned to America with his new French bride. It must have been a whirlwind romance, as he don’t have a clue on where she came from.

Subotsky’s screenplay was no different than Hammer’s feature on vampire (or werewolf, for that matter.) A discerning viewer would overlook Alan Hume’s cinematography, which had a spellbinding effect. It made me believed that something sinister was about to take place. Cushing, in the titular role, looked like a villain from a Grimms’ fairy tale. He was sweet yet dangerous, perfect for the part.

My favourite segment was “The Disembodied Hand”, about that body part that came to life, seeking revenge for a wrongdoing. It seemed absurd whenever I thought long and hard about it, until it dawned on me that this what made Horror Cinema tick. This could be said for the other segments, as well for the succeeding flicks in the series, namely “Torture Garden” (1967), “The House That Dripped Blood” (1970), “Asylum” (1972), “Tales from the
Crypt” (1972), “The Vault of Horror” (1973), “From Beyond the Grave” (1974), and “The Monster Club” (1980). (“Tales That Witness Madness” and “The Uncanny” were part of the anthology, but both were not by Amicus.)

“Dr. Terror’s House of Terror” could have been made ambiguous, like Jack Clayton’s “The Innocents”, the result of which would have been a haunting picture. But the unsettling setting and Lee and Cushing made it up. In other words, it was frightening enough to scare anyone.

Simon Huddart studied Film and Literature, had a stint in a UK essay writing company, and did some freelance jobs in writing and proofreading. He would like to pursue a graduate degree next year. Check out his blog and Google+ account.