Showing posts with label John Carradine. Show all posts
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Monday, January 2, 2017

Elvira's Movie Macabre Season 1 Episode 28: Legacy of Blood

"Tonight's movie is Legacy of Blood. Legacy is an Italian word. Like, this is my leg yacee? And this is my other leg yacee?"

Movie Macabre intro to Legacy of Blood. April 10, 1982

I'm very excited because this is the first time since I saw any of the original episodes in the early 80's as a teenager that I will be watching one of the original broadcasts as it aired then, with Elvira's intro to the movie and pop-up comments (hopefully). So far all of the reviews I have done of Movie Macabre episodes have been of the movies themselves, without the intro or Elvira's segments. I found a handful of the episodes at ShoutFactory. I have never been able to find a complete episode of Elvira's Movie Macabre anywhere else before this. I wonder if they all exist somewhere. 

This movie, Legacy of Blood, also known as Will To Die, aired originally on April 10, 1982, and was episode 28 of season 1. The show had already become a runaway hit by this point. I know Legacy of Blood primarily because it was included in the horror compilation Drive-In Movie Classics. 

Legacy of Blood begins with the most cliche of premises: the children of a wealthy man assemble to hear the reading of the will, which (of course) stipulates they must stay at the estate for at least a week or get nothing, and if one of them dies, the remaining portion of the 136 million dollars shall be divided among the survivors. If all the children dies, his faithful three servants get the dough. I wonder what will happen next.

Reading IMDB reviews as I try to slog through the film one more time, I find that I disagree with most of the reviews. I enjoy this film. true, I watched several times at a time in my life when I had nothing else to watch, but I like it.

This guy is in the movie. His name is Igor. I'd have to say he's an obvious cypher as the killer. Maybe he is. I honestly don't remember. 

This is also something that apparently happens in the movie, but I don't recall this either. I think it happens when they come downstairs late at night to make a roast beef sandwich and this guy's head is in the fancy platter. I think there's also an electrocution and the dog bites it and someone gets poisoned and at the end someone is going to get the money even though they just killed seven people and no one is ever supposed to investigate that. All of that improbability taken into account, I'm a sucker for the house and the estate this is filmed on. They have a really nice pool table, and twenty minutes in Elvira hasn't said anything yet. 

"Sheesh. Just give a guy an inch..." 23:35


At about 1:04:30 mark Elvira says "This is getting a little heavy. Time for a musical interlude," then there is about a sixty second montage synched up to the Elvira theme. Then, unfortunately, more movie.

One more break at 1:12:48 to lament her life as a horror movie host, then back for the gripping finish to Will To Die, err, Legacy of Blood.

At 1:23:00 Elvira is back to read letters from ladies and their bad dating experiences. "I don't trust a man who let's his dog eat cabbage." "I don't trust a man who sleeps with his socks on." "I don't trust a man who likes to sit on his umbrella (triple rim shot)." etc then she ends the segment by being hit with rotten vegetables.  

I think at the end of the movie it even turns out that John Carradine is alive. Maybe. 

Elvira returns one last time for the post mortem to rightfully point out that the movie is both dumb and the ending is one of the biggest cliches in movie history. "I get paid for watching this garbage, but what's your excuse?"

I don't think it's a good idea if I answer that question. 

Unpleasant dreams. 

Executive producer Dick Johnson? Of course he is. 

Only two things could have made this more fun: if I were fourteen again, and if my six year old weren't somewhere behind me the whole time. 
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Friday, October 7, 2016

Shadmocks, Mocks, and Humghouls

Roy Ward Baker directed many movies, and R Chetwynd Hayes wrote many books, but The Monster Club is the movie where the talent of these two British horror meisters intersected. Although maligned for a long time as cheesy and not scary at all, The Monster Club has in past years begun to receive the credit it deserves as a fun and well-crafted entry into the horror anthology genre.

The Monster Club, based on the book of short stories of the same name by Hayes, weaves three stories of semi-gruesome horror around performances by contemporary British bands in a subterranean club being attended by Vincent Price and John Carradine.

Carradine, Price, Pleasance, Chetwynd Hayes and Roy Ward Baker. Critics of this movie were always off base. If the criticism is it wasn't scary the proper response is so what. It was meant for a broad television audience. It most definitely is PG13 at worst and in my opinion appropriate to watch with your family at Halloween. Cheesy? So what? If you're not familiar enough with Vincent Price's work enough to know that 99% of his performances were cheesy then you shouldn't be offering an opinion in the first place.

Most American audiences who hadn't rented it on video saw The Monster Club for the first time on Elvira's Movie Macabre on the evening of Feb 6, 1983. It was episode 66. That's when I saw it. We all learned a lot about monsterdom from this movie.

We learned that there are the primate monsters, vampires, ghouls, and werewolves, but we also learned that these primate monsters interbreed, creating hybrid monsters, and that these hybrids also interbreed with the primate monsters, other hybrids, and even humans. Price says "The results are almost always disastrous, but they will do it." 

"What do they do?" Carradine rejoins, and Price launches into the setup for the first story, about a lonely creature called a Shadmock that isn't scary in any real way except one...

Shadmocks, Mocks, and Humghouls from The Monster Club


Two of the three stories involve Shadmock and Humghouls, two of the lowest creatures in the monster hierarchy. Humghouls seem to have even less powers than a Shadmock. None in fact according to the third story. Perhaps they enjoy a little human flesh once in a while, but they get that from the ghoul side of the family. 

All three stories in The Monster Club are entertaining, but what is even more entertaining about this movie is the music, the set up interludes where Price and Carradine speak, and the soundtrack. With the success of the Netflix show Stranger Things, and a resurgence in interest in electronic music, fans of this musical genre will want to check out Alan Hawkshaw's songs here, including Ghoul's Galore. 

Those who have bad-wrapped The Monster Club in the past should give it another chance, and all fans of horror should definitely give it a first chance.

2026 update: I had a humghoul moment last week at the post office. No one was there when I arrived but a few moments after I started trying to send a package through customs I turned and there were like ten of them.



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Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Elvira's Movie Macabre Episode 66: The Monster Club

The Monster Club British Quad Poster

Episode 66 of Elvira’s Movie Macabre, The Monster Club, was broadcast on February 6, 1983. That date matters to me for two reasons. It was one day before my 14th birthday, and it is the first episode of Movie Macabre I consciously remember watching.

I may have seen Elvira before then, but this is the one that stuck.

And I loved The Monster Club.

The 1981 British horror anthology stars Vincent Price as vampire Erasmus and John Carradine as horror writer R. Chetwynd-Hayes, who is invited to the titular Monster Club. From there the movie unfolds as a series of stories about different varieties of monsters, interrupted by visits to the club itself. It's a peculiar combination of horror anthology, comedy, nightclub act, punk and New Wave music, and wonderfully ridiculous monster mythology.

For a kid already becoming obsessed with horror movies, it was irresistible.

More than thirty years later, I'm still collecting things associated with the movie.

One of my favorite pieces is the British quad poster designed by Graham Humphreys. Humphreys was fresh out of art school when he got the assignment and reportedly had little more than production stills to work from. As a result, his wonderful painted poster doesn't particularly resemble the movie it advertises. If anything, that makes me like it more.

I've never even removed my copy from the package in which it arrived. One of these days I'll finally have it properly framed.

I also own The Monster Club soundtrack on vinyl.

And it is awesome.

The movie has a surprisingly memorable soundtrack, with performers including The Pretty Things, B.A. Robertson and Night. It's part of what makes The Monster Club such an artifact of its moment. It isn't merely an old horror anthology. Somehow the whole thing feels like somebody put a British horror movie, a comic book, and an early-1980s nightclub into a blender.

But there is one Monster Club collectible I want more than any other.

The Monster's Genealogical Chart.

The chart, drawn by British comic-book artist John Bolton, lays out the wonderfully elaborate system of monster interbreeding described in the film: vampires, werewolves, ghouls and their various hybrid descendants.

I once contacted Bolton's wife, who handled the business side of his work, and learned that the original chart had actually been sitting in their basement. Unfortunately, it had been discovered and sold only a few months before I contacted them.

I didn't ask what it sold for.

There are some things you're simply better off not knowing.

But learning that the original artwork actually existed—and had survived—gave me hope that perhaps someday it might surface again.

John Bolton and Dez Skinn also produced a graphic adaptation of The Monster Club. A copy appeared on eBay once and I passed on it, figuring another would eventually turn up.

The genealogical chart is different.

That feels like a singularity.

As for the movie itself, I don't have any complicated critical defense to offer.

I love it.

Every time we pass the title-loan shop housed in a former Taco Bell that, for a while, was a Video Outlet, I point it out to Jenny. That's where I got the copy of The Monster Club that I dubbed from one VCR to another and subsequently watched more than 150 times.

I still own that tape.

There are better horror movies. There are scarier horror movies. There are certainly more sophisticated horror movies.

But there probably isn't another one that could ever mean quite what The Monster Club means to me.


I also own The Monster Club soundtrack on vinyl. And it is awesome.


However, the holy grail of Monster Club collectibles to me is this... a Monster's genealogical Chart, drawn by British comic book artist John Bolton. Last year I contacted John's wife, who handles the business side of things, and she told me she had found this in the basement and sold it a few months before. I didn't ask for how much because I would have been heartbroken, but just knowing it exists gives me hope I might one day be able to buy it. John Bolton and Dez Skinn also did a graphic novel version of the screenplay, which came up on Ebay a few months ago, and I passed. I anticipate being able to find another one of those, but I think the Monster's Genealogical chart is a singularity. The movie itself? Spectacular. Every time we pass by the title loan shop that inside a former Taco Bell that used to be a Video Outlet I tell Jenny that's where I got the copy of The Monster Club I recorded from one VCR to another VCR and have watched over 150 times and still own today. 

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