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10th October 2007, 03:34 PM
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 Win New York Ripper!
Obviously we anticipate that the Shameless forums will become a mighty machine of interactivity feeding upon the souls of the millions that congregate here... (hang on a minute I just need to let this tumbleweed blow past)... but before that happens I reckon it should be pretty easy for anyone here to win themselves a copy of Lucio Fulci's mightily nasty New York Ripper - especially if I give away three copies!  To win all you have to do is reply telling us about your first horror movie memory. The three most evocative win! Closing date for this trip down memory lane is Midnight GMT Sunday 21st October 2007. |
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10th October 2007, 07:45 PM
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Can I write mine even though I work here?
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11th October 2007, 01:55 PM
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11th October 2007, 03:31 PM
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I like your hardcore prep work but very disappointed to hear of biscuits being thrown away - I can eat through everything although after watching Razorback as a young kid I did wake up a few hours later (after having gone to bed) and threw up all over the floor  although that may have had something to do with consuming an entire packet of chocolate covered ginger biscuits...Anyway Pooch a strong entry - let's see if you get any competition! |
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11th October 2007, 04:30 PM
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Ach, I wish I had a more exciting story to tell about my first horror memory, but I'm afraid mine are all fairly safe by comparison. Now when I think about it I don't know when exactly I watched it, but I recall visiting my maternal grandparents when I was about 9 or 10 years of age, and being left for most of the week with an Arthur C. Clarke book on all things weird and mysterious (I thumbed it regularly and was given it, and it now sits on one of my bookcases in amongst my Dennis Wheatleys and other occult reference books). But better still, was the big box of vhs tapes which were sitting in the living room which I went through over the course of the week. One which caught my eye was listed (in biro on one of those tatty white spine labels) as "Scars of Dracula". Ohhh, a Dracula picture... ah! Old friend, I'm still so fond of you, you have so much to answer for regarding the direction my life would take. I refuse to listen to those who mock you for your style and shoddy special effects. The ten year old me was enthralled and delighted.... I watched it on my own one afternoon on the floor of my grandparent's living room, beside the fire. There was probably, tea, juice and sandwiches from my ever-loving gran, but that wasn't important. I marvelled at Christopher Lee's menacing performance - the sex passed me by complete - I was shocked when that sword went down on Klove's back... That film did two things. One, it made me a fan of Patrick Troughton - I saw The Box of Delights on video around the same time (a Christmas present from parents), and over the next few years became aware of his Doctor Who connections thanks to an uncle (oh how my brother and I were weened on old betamax and vhs tapes, recordings from Superchannel when the BBC didn't repeat classic WHO). But it also introduced me to the name HAMMER - I saw the Hammer name at the opening and began a life's work of tracking down the films, little was I to know.... I must have asked about what Hammer was at the time, and someone must have mentioned Hammer Horror films.... My other over-riding memory is from around the same time - maybe a year later. We came back from my paternal grandparents' house late one Friday or Saturday evening - could have been 12.30, and I retired to my bedroom, and flicked on the tv as I got ready for bed, very sleepy. On screen were Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee... a dominant brown hue to proceedings... a train... Kojak!.... weird eyes.... eerie music... Horror Express! I watched most of the film that night, and made rather uncomfortable by the experience, I was also sucked in to horror forever. Haven't seen it in months, maybe a couple of years, old friend we really must revisit each other.... From there, a steady decline into Hammer, Amicus, Tigon, Franco (erm, pass), The Exorcist, Carpenter, Fulci, and Argento! Ahhh, its been good  |
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#6
11th October 2007, 05:12 PM
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Well a good way to start my posting her and to introduce myself is to enter this comp. I was introduced to true horror at a young age and I remember my parents going to the video library every weekend. It was great, i still can remember the smell and the mystical drive to the library in the middle of nowhere. It was a library with a bigger selection then the local library, so my parents would drive to the nearby village to rent vids! So while they looked at films i would rummage around the horror films and gasp at all the fab covers - including Betamax. My parents would get the adult themed films (not porn, clear your filthy mind ) and I would get "U" or "PG" certs. Eventually, somehow, i convinced my parents to get a "15", it was Killer Klowns from Outer Space. I loved it but most importantly, i was scared witless. Mixing pointy teeth, clowns, blood, and big space ships just frightened the socks of me. Then suddenly, from then on they'd let me stay up late to watch all types of things as long as they knew it wasn't "too bad" for a child. I saw Monster Squad, Lost Boys, Vamp, Friday the 13th - all these "teenage" type horrors. Then they'd let me watch Alien, Aliens, Predator, Phantasm, Night of the Living Dead, Dawn of the Dead...the list is endless. I remember Aliens scared me witless too, my dad would have to put my pet hamster in my room while i slept - in my mind i thought that the hamster would "eat the giant insects" that were in the film. Haha!I also remember the local video shop letting me rent the films even if i was well under age, ha, they must have realised i would see them anyway i suppose. The first true horror experience at the cinema was An American Werewolf In Paris, i got in free as i dressed up for Halloween. I think i had just turned 15 when that came out. Of course I had seen Jurassic Park, does that count!?! Well, not so as exciting, but i hope i have a chance. |
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13th October 2007, 10:07 PM
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Mine is the first horror experience I can remember clearly and I think I was about 10 or 11. I'd seen horror films before this, but they'd always been of the Universal monster movie variety and I don't actually remember how I felt watching them. This particular film was at a friend's birthday party, for which she was having a sleepover. We persuaded her big brother to go to the video shop for us and bring back either a 15 or 18 rated scary movie. He did not disappoint. What he brought back was Candyman. I remember jumping out of my seat and screaming during the opening sequence when the hook comes through the ceiling. I also remember snorting limeade out of my nose after nearly choking when the guy in the chair gets killed from behind (at the time I completely felt his pain, the limeade was particularly cheap rubbish and stung my nose). I think my most vivid memory is, after pausing the film for a loo break, having to use the bathroom in twos and threes because we were too scared to be alone in there. But most of all I remember, after the film had finished, when we were all sitting around pretending we hadn't been scared at all (all of the screaming, choking and jumping was just for show, honest), how I felt. It was that morbid fascination that comes with horror films - the feeling of not being able to look and yet not being able to tear my eyes away from the screen. The feeling of being so scared that you have to keep on watching, even though you're too frightened to, just because you have to know how it ends. I really enjoyed that feeling of fear (if "fear" is the right word), of tension. Knowing I was completely safe and yet being afraid anyway. It might be bizarre, but it was that emotion that got me hooked on these films and made me want to keep searching for more films that could work my emotions in that way. It's perhaps a testament to how much Candyman actually did scare me over a decade ago, that I cannot watch my DVD copy in my bedroom - simply because my TV is right next to my mirrored wardrobe door. |
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14th October 2007, 12:13 AM
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Oh I still can't say "Candyman" whilst looking in a mirror (honestly!) I upset my little cousin a few months ago when I learnt that she'd been watching the film with my sister, and I told her I'd seen the Candyman. She told me I was a liar, and that he didn't exist, and I told him I had, and he was real (well I'd seen Tony Todd at Memorabilia at the NEC, so technically not a lie). I think she cried. Oh dear. I made a child cry. Does that make me a bad person? |
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15th October 2007, 08:16 AM
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Three memories kind of blur into one when it comes to formative horror experiences. the first is staying up late aged 6 with my parents hwo, in a strange fit of liberalism, decided to let me watch Jaws. Everything was fine until Richard Dreydus donned his mask and aqualung to investigate a sunken boat. I was perched on the arm of the setee. The fake polysterene head popped out of the hull of the boat. I fell of the chair and bruised my lower back. The second horror film I remember is Salem's Lot. We were on a caravan holiday in Scotland and my parents were watching it on a B&W TV in the sitting area. I was meant to be asleep behind a small curtain at the back. I watched pretty much all of it through a small tear in the curtain that I fashioned. almost wet myself when the vampire kid started tapping on the glass. That same B&W TV came in handy when I inherited it a year or two later. I could stay up with a finger on the off switch when the BBC used to screen two old horror movies on Friday. One would be a Hammer movie or of similar vintage, the other a universal of RKO chiller. Being young and ignorant I didn't know that they were from different eras, a fact compounded by watching them both in monchrome. |
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#10
15th October 2007, 09:22 AM
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It's really interesting and fun to read the memories/stories here. I've always been interested how folks get into horror.
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