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Oct. 26th, 2012 10:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
darchildreTonight was the horror movie marathon at Bainbridge. It was totally fun. We didn't get a very big crowd for the classic horror - apparently, the room where they were showing Drag Me To Hell and Nightmare on Elm Street was packed with teens, though, which is great - but the people who did come for those movies were fun.
Movies watched:
- The Black Cat. It's been a while since I last watched this one. I had forgotten how much freaky messed-up-edness it manages to get away with. Not just the flaying at the end - which is horrifying - but the "I was in love with your mom and stole her from your dad but she died, so I raised you and dress you just like her and now I've married you" aspect which, just, ew. I had not forgotten how much I want Poelzig's house though. That staircase is still freaking awesome. I maintain that the staircase and Bela Lugosi saying the word "baloney" alone are worth the price of admission, but you get a great film on top of that. And David Manners being adorable, if somewhat superfluous to the plot. No more so than the cats, though, really.
- Brides of Dracula. This is the only one I hadn't previously seen in its entirety. It is pretty solid, I think. The vampires are a bit stupid, but that's okay. Peter Cushing is almost ridiculously pretty in it. I love how athletic and hardcore his Van Helsing is - running, jumping, having fight scenes, branding the side of his own neck with a red hot candlestick. I'm not quite sure what the hell that was supposed to accomplish but it was very impressive. He got to do the obligatory "hold the female lead while standing outside the burning building where the monster is" thing at the end too, though alas, there was no kissing. I spent the first little bit of the film trying to figure out who the Baroness Meinster reminded me of before realizing that it was Dr Pretorius. Seriously, if Dr Pretorius was a rather tormented baroness with a vampiric son instead of being a rather camp mad scientist, this is exactly what he would be like. It's a little uncanny.
- Masque of the Red Death. My second favorite thing about this movie is the color palette. God, it's so gorgeous - it's practically candy-colored. I love it. Vincent Price is splendid (as always), they managed to work my favorite Poe story (Hop-Frog) into the script, there's ridiculous Satanism, and someone is killed by a hawk. That's amazing. My absolute favorite thing about the movie, though, is the anthropomorphic plagues and especially the last several minutes of the film. The sequence from the Red Death appearing in Prospero's castle through to the Plagues congregating on the hill is absolutely gorgeous. That is an absolutely sublime bit of horror-film making and I am utterly transfixed by it every time I watch it. Totally great.
And now, bed! Tomorrow, there is Rocky Horror in Kingston. I am terribly excited.
Movies watched:
- The Black Cat. It's been a while since I last watched this one. I had forgotten how much freaky messed-up-edness it manages to get away with. Not just the flaying at the end - which is horrifying - but the "I was in love with your mom and stole her from your dad but she died, so I raised you and dress you just like her and now I've married you" aspect which, just, ew. I had not forgotten how much I want Poelzig's house though. That staircase is still freaking awesome. I maintain that the staircase and Bela Lugosi saying the word "baloney" alone are worth the price of admission, but you get a great film on top of that. And David Manners being adorable, if somewhat superfluous to the plot. No more so than the cats, though, really.
- Brides of Dracula. This is the only one I hadn't previously seen in its entirety. It is pretty solid, I think. The vampires are a bit stupid, but that's okay. Peter Cushing is almost ridiculously pretty in it. I love how athletic and hardcore his Van Helsing is - running, jumping, having fight scenes, branding the side of his own neck with a red hot candlestick. I'm not quite sure what the hell that was supposed to accomplish but it was very impressive. He got to do the obligatory "hold the female lead while standing outside the burning building where the monster is" thing at the end too, though alas, there was no kissing. I spent the first little bit of the film trying to figure out who the Baroness Meinster reminded me of before realizing that it was Dr Pretorius. Seriously, if Dr Pretorius was a rather tormented baroness with a vampiric son instead of being a rather camp mad scientist, this is exactly what he would be like. It's a little uncanny.
- Masque of the Red Death. My second favorite thing about this movie is the color palette. God, it's so gorgeous - it's practically candy-colored. I love it. Vincent Price is splendid (as always), they managed to work my favorite Poe story (Hop-Frog) into the script, there's ridiculous Satanism, and someone is killed by a hawk. That's amazing. My absolute favorite thing about the movie, though, is the anthropomorphic plagues and especially the last several minutes of the film. The sequence from the Red Death appearing in Prospero's castle through to the Plagues congregating on the hill is absolutely gorgeous. That is an absolutely sublime bit of horror-film making and I am utterly transfixed by it every time I watch it. Totally great.
And now, bed! Tomorrow, there is Rocky Horror in Kingston. I am terribly excited.
