In my opinion, if you going to get stalked down by a heavy breathing psycho on wheels then there is no one better to have on your (trying to) getaway vehicle’s radio than vibrant, dusty voiced Brenda Lee.
Apparently, the producers of 2001 thriller Joy Ride agree with me. They featured two songs from Lee on the soundtrack to that truck stop inducing terror ride.
Here’s one of ‘em. Roll the windows down and enjoy!
Until the next time, SWEET love and pink GRUE, Big Gay Horror Fan!
Horror, She Wrote explores the episodes of the ever-popular detective series Murder, She Wrote, featuring Angela Lansbury’s unstoppable Jessica Fletcher, that were highlighted by performances from genre film actors.
Of all the things that an excess of television viewing can tell you, to never get on a ship with Lee Meriwether may be the most important! 
A co-starring role in the 1978 television film Cruise into Terror found the luscious, amber waved Meriwether seduced by a devilish sarcophagus. Her 1993 appearance on the Ship of Thieves episode of Murder, She Wrote, meanwhile, allowed her to indulge in even deadlier circumstances. As the sophisticated Leslie Hunter, Jessica’s old college pal, Meriwether appears to be aglow with love for the captain of a soon to be retired ship. But the closing circumstances reveal very sinister edges to Hunter’s character, facets that Meriwether embraces with clipped intensity.
Nicely, on this voyage, Meriwether is joined in mercenary activity by the equally stunning Michelle Johnson (Waxwork, Dr. Giggles, Blood Ties, Werewolf). Johnson provides smoothly evil emoting, as well, making this particular outing a delicious excursion for those who like their femmes with a dubious edge.
Until the next time – SWEET love and pink GRUE, Big Gay Horror Fan!
Forgetting who you are sounds like a good idea when its time to pay that latest cable bill or when your sister catches you sleeping with her favorite Vampirella Doll.
But losing yourself can have dangerously delightful implications. Director Chloe Finch seems poised to take on all of those with her upcoming film The Diary of Jane Doe. Featuring a talented and attractive cast, this is one independent horror feature that you’ll definitely want to keep your eye on.
Be sure to follow Finch’s production adventures at https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Diary-of-Jane-Doe.
Until the next time – SWEET love and pink GRUE, Big Gay Horror Fan!
I’ve been thinking about summoning up something to get rid of those extra pounds I gained after my forced imprisonment in Miss Monster Face’s High Caloric Pre-Summer Daycare. But, after watching the trailer to Red Men Films’ All Above Board, I am afraid of what I might really conjure up.
Shot and edited in 13 days, this film looks like it will give rampant Ouija using a bad – and deliciously bloody – name.
Be sure to keep up with all of this outrageous company’s horrific activity at http://www.redmenfilms.com.
Until the next time – SWEET love and pink GRUE, Big Gay Horror Fan!
(L-R) Michael Zapcic, Ming Chen, Kevin Smith, Walt Flanagan and Bryan Johnson – Comic Book Men – Season 2 – Gallery – Photo Credit: Ben Leuner/AMC
If you are a true blue collecting genius, director and writer Kevin Smith (Tusk) wants you! AMC is currently casting the 5th season of Smith’s Comic Book Men – and its the perfect time for you to apply!
Here are all the details from the exclusive press release:
“Calling Fanboys & Fangirls! Comic Book Men is looking for people to appear on Season 5 of the hit TV series on AMC! Are you a quirky comic geek with a supersized personality? Is there a comic related item or retro pop- culture collectible you’ve been longing to buy or sell? Then all your four-color dreams can come true at Executive Producer Kevin Smith’s comic shop, Jay and Silent Bob’s Secret Stash!!! Here’s how you get started… Go to http://comicbookmencasting.com/ and apply ASAP!
**Must be 18 years or older to apply**
**Travel to Red Bank, NJ and batteries not included**”
Good luck – and until the next time…SWEET love and pink GRUE, Big Gay Horror Fan!
I have to admit that I came late to the marriage equality party. I reluctantly attended rallies for the issue, over the years, and did so more because I felt everyone should have the right to do what they wanted and not over some passionate belief in entering the world of such a seemingly flawed institution.
Frankly, I’ve always loved the notion of queers as outsiders, leather clad rebels and creative rogues. I was worried where our next Klaus Nomi’s and Andy Warhol’s and Quentin Crisp’s would come from if every bent mystic settled down into domestic bliss. I, also, resented the fact that this pretty issue took focus away from such serious queer plights as the growing number of homeless youth and the disfranchising of our aging forebears.
But, things changed a bit when President Obama actually mentioned the GLBT community in his reelection speech in 2012. Being acknowledged, in such a public way, made me feel like I was finally being granted a public significance that I never knew I had longed for. I felt a true sense of joy and it seemed like Dylan’s 60s proclamation was finally coming true for those who lived their lives within a tinge of pink – the times truly were changing.
Then when Illinois, the state I am based in, passed its own Marriage Equality Law, I was, once again, surprised at the happiness I felt. I still often, inwardly, shudder at the thought of being bound completely to one person. But, now I catch myself musing, absent mindedly, as I leave the gym with thoughts of some tattooed stud I’ve just seen dancing through my head, “Hey, I could marry him now.”
I, finally, got it with yesterday’s SCOTUS ruling, though. It’s not about marriage or straight institutions or the ultimate possibility of trial separations or having to deal with divorce. It truly is about a community of people being considered full human beings, not above or below, but equal to everybody else. It’s crazy how long it took me to realize that. Importantly, I, also, see how excited my punk rock buddies and horror loving kin are about this issue and realize that the GLBT community can never be completely homogenized. What a relief!
But, I firmly believe, now that we have even focus, it’s not the time to rest. It’s truly time to start working on some of those less pleasant realities…violence against our trans brother and sisters and the hatred expressed towards our immigrant populations… and to prepare for those (sure to come) attacks from the right!
Are you with me?
Until the next time – SWEET love and pink GRUE, Big Gay Horror Fan!
Wow.
So, I know with the name and my slavish fan boy enthusiasm that I put myself out there for criticism. I’ve had comments on my video interviews that have ranged from the homophobic to the simply bizarre. One recent statement, disbelievingly, referred to me as “a real 3 dollar bill”. U-m-m…no shit!
The Backside of Horror, my look at male nudity in terror was even, recently, called out as the reason that “horror fans get a bad name”. That one I can even understand…but even when I can’t, I just roll with it.
Yesterday, on my personal Facebook page, I gave a quick shout out for an upcoming film event that I am a part of. It involves the appearance of one of my favorite horror queens, whose bio I, enthusiastically, laid out in the announcement.
The post.
This morning, I woke up to a burst of scatter shot private messages from an individual who had “friended” me three years ago. We’ve had no contact since. Basically, he linguistically gutted me for being nothing more than a wanna-be fan boy and stated, in a variety of ways, that I was living a worthless life. He then blocked me and/or disappeared from Facebook altogether, mooting any chance I had of a response. Not that I would have…
…but it did get me to thinking. What remains with me the most about this experience is the total and complete cowardice of those who bully. This guy, basically, slammed me in the back of the head with a grapheme hammer and then ran off with his tail, tucked firmly, between his legs. I am sure that he is feeling very bold and self righteous and powerful – if not a little crazy – right now but, in reality, he is the complete opposite.
H-m-m…I guess it’s a good thing that I am a white faggot writing about genre movies and not a black Christian right now, huh?
Before you all throw up your arms, I know this is a small, small thing compared to the tragedy that took place in Charleston yesterday. In fact, it’s not comparable.
But, I do truly believe that this is where the germ of such terrible, true life horrors begins.
Let’s stop this now.
Until the next time – SWEET love and pink GRUE, Big Gay Horror Fan.
I know you love the spooky, but if you, also, adore terror literature and reference books and have an extra dollar or two rolling around in your pockets – then you might want to consider a little philanthropy, as well.
Bucket O Blood Books in Chicago, which is devoted to genre literature, is facing a financial crisis and may have to shut its doors.
The owners believe that even a dollar or two could help them at this venture.
Check out their FB page at https://www.facebook.com/pages/Bucket-O-Blood-Books-and-Records and if you feel motivated to contribute visit their campaign at http://igg.me/at/bobmove.
Local residents can, also, contribute at the store, itself.
Until the next time – SWEET love and pink GRUE, Big Gay Horror Fan!
Feeling trashy, splashy and like an all around champion in your found and borrowed clothes? Well, good!
On Sunday, June 14th, I’ll be co-hosting the Miss Retroville Pageant as part of the premiere of the indie exploitation anthology Hobo With a Trash Can. Wondering what the best part of this is? You don’t even have to travel to Retroville, the salacious burg where Hobo is based, to attend! The event is taking place at the historic Portage Theater in Chicago – and we would love to have you as a contestant!
Even if you discover that competition isn’t in your blood, please plan to stop on by. Bloody Brit Productions has planned the whole event as a benefit for a number of charities that help the needy. So, you can have a good time and help a worthy cause.
Admission is only $10 and you can find out further details at https://www.facebook.com/events/974440952568158/.
You can, also, check out the official page for the film at https://www.facebook.com/HoboWithATrashCan.
Until the next time – SWEET love and pink GRUE, Big Gay Horror Fan!
Ann-Margret, 1960s
Even when expressing heartbreak, this saucy wonder, whose genre credits include Magic (with Anthony Hopkins) and 2006’s Memory, always sounds as if it won’t be long before she’ll be turning the tables on her target.
Don’t believe me? Check out her 1961 hit I Just Don’t Understand. Later covered by The Beatles, this number was one of the first to feature the fuzz-tone guitar and contains a purring, totally seductive and completely in control performance from our lady of the hour!
Be sure to check out http://www.ann-margret.com, as well.
Until the next time – SWEET love and pink GRUE, Big Gay Horror Fan!
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