From Zombos Closet

JM Cozzoli

A horror and movie fan with a blog. Scary.

Trick or Treat (1986)
Wicked Rock and Roll

Trick or treat

Zombos Says: Good

Metalheads, demonic forces, wicked rock and roll, an intimidated outcast teen, and the 1980s seem to go together in horror movies like Honey Nut Cheerios and fat-rich milk. I don’t know if Eddie Weinbauer (Marc Price) likes Cheerios, but he does
like heavy metal rocker Sammi Curr (Tony Fields). Idolizes him in fact. Sammi does things Eddie dreams of doing if he had the chance. When Sammi goes and dies in a hotel fire, Eddie, disheartened, heads off to school to face his typical day of being emotionally bullied by the in-crowd; the pretty faces, lithe bodies, why-do-you-listen-to-that-crap and why-can’t-you-be-like-one-of-us crowd. His day is made worse when jock Tim (Doug Savant) precipitates Eddie’s sudden appearance, without his very important shower towel, in the girl’s gym class. Luckily for Eddie this is the pre-YouTube, Facebook age, so it was just a Polaroid of his butt making the hallway rounds later.

Sammi, before he became famous, was bullied and intimidated for being different, too. He even graduated from the school Eddie goes to. Both have a lot in common, but it’s Sammi’s death that brings them face to face. But at a price of course; this is a horror movie after all.

Eddie’s deejay buddy Nuke (Gene Simmons) perks up his down day with the master recording of Sammi’s last, unreleased, album. Nuke already has it on tape and is going to play it at midnight. Later, when Eddie falls asleep listening to it, he dreams about Sammi’s death. He wakes up to the record repeating some odd words and, on a hunch, tries the old trick of playing the record backwards (now it is an old trick; back then it was fairly new). Eddie realizes Sammi is speaking to him; really, not philosophically. There is no psychological subtlety here, no maybe it is just Eddie going off the deep
end
. Trick or Treat keeps its Black Sabbath evil straight as any self-respecting 1980s heavy-metalized horror movie should.

Sammi is anxious to get even for all the bullying he had to deal with in school. Eddie wants revenge for all his mistreatment. It’s a match made in Hell and both hook up for some payback; only Sammi plays a lot rougher than Eddie and for cemetery-keeps. When Eddie balks after almost killing Tim in shop class, Sammi pays him a fire and brimstone visit, powered by the amperage in Eddie’s stereo.

Ozzy Osbourne puts in a brief appearance as televangelist Reverend Aaron Gilstrom, a crusader against the bad influences of heavy metal music. Brief because, as he appears on Eddie’s television set during Sammi’s sudden visit from the grave, Sammi reaches into the screen and pulls him out by his Holy Roller neck in a 1980s special effects kind of way.

Not only does Sammi look heavy metal rock and roller musician bad, he is bad.

Eddie realizes he may have misjudged his idol a bit, and with the Halloween school dance about to start, needs to act fast to stop Sammi from exacting his revenge. Powering the dead rocker is his music played from a cassette tape (how many of you remember cassette tapes?).

A seductive scene in Tim’s car involving his girlfriend and Sammi’s hot music allows for 1980s puppet-demon and melted ears special effects. Eddie deals with the evil cassette, but Nuke has his reel to reel tape set to go at midnight, and Sammi has set up a mystical force field around the machine at the radio station.

Bummer.

As I recall, there were times I wanted to do to my tapes what Eddie does to Sammi’s cassette—and do not get me started on those really evil 8
Track cartridges.

Eddie gives the task of destroying the cassette to his only friend, Roger (Glen Morgan). Sammi pays Roger a visit and, well, you know where this one is going. The cassette winds up at the school dance, allowing Sammi to appear for a song accompanied by lethal pyrotechnics. Eddie’s sort-of girlfriend, Leslie (Lisa Orgolini), helps him fight Sammi. Both split up; Leslie tries to destroy the reel to reel tape player before midnight and Eddie goes for a hectic drive with Sammi.

Although the scariest things in Trick or Treat are the 1980s hairdos and being reminded of those nasty cassette tapes, Sammi is a cool rock and roll villain, the story is low-key horror fun, and the music is heavy-metally sharp. Eddie’s character is one many of us can relate to and his idolization of Sammi mimics our own glorification of our rock and roll gods.

And playing records backwards is really cool to do, especially on Halloween, too.

Meet the Horror Bloggers: No Room In Hell

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Many fans of horror, amateur and professional alike, have devoted themselves to
blogging about the thrills, chills, and no-frills side of the genre as seen in
cinema and print. In this ongoing series that highlights the writers behind the
blogs, we meet the unique personalities and talents that make the online horror
scene so engaging. Up close and personal.

In this installment, Matt Hersh of No Room In Hell reveals the deep dark truth of good horror: it’s all about the high from fear.

 

I lay in my dark bedroom, paralyzed with fear and certain that Jason Voorhees was going to climb up the stairs at any moment and throw me out the window to my death. I was 10 – old enough to rationalize that this couldn’t really happen but young enough to still hold on to my childhood fears. Maybe I shouldn’t have watched Friday the 13th: Part V that day.  But that was pretty typical for me back then. I was both fascinated with and terrified by horror films for as long as I could remember. I played a game of limbo with them, avoiding them like the plague for fear of nightmares but also sneaking a peak with morbid curiosity whenever one was on television.

Halloween Pumpkin Carving Tricks and Tips

Monsters When it comes to pumpkin carving, Pumpkin Masters Pattern Books are the black cat's meow. My favorite one, hands down, is the Universal Studios Monsters Carving Pattern Book put out in 2003.

Patterns for Dracula, Frankenstein Monster, Bride of Frankenstein, Wolf Man, Mummy, and Creature From the Black Lagoon, make for quite the monstrous jack o' monsters patch indeed. Sadly, the book is long out of print and nearly impossible to scare up a copy.

So here are three patterns from the book to wet your pumpkin king carving soul.

Just Download Pumpkin_Masters_Monsters (Frankie, Gill Man, and Wolfie) and print out the patterns. This is a PDF document around 7MB.

 

Movie Review: Idle Hands (1999)

Idle handsMick: Wait a minute. If you chop off your right hand, how are you going to chop the other one off?
Anton: Oh no, man, the lefty’s a keeper. I mean, I guess it wasn’t idle enough.
Mick: Really?
Anton: Oh yeah, I mean, I hit the remote with it, light up with it, relieve a little tension. No, this is the answer.

Zombos Says: Very Good

Five dexterous digits with a penchant for murderous mayhem provide the Halloween scare-comedy hijinks in Idle Hands. Piling on cliches and nuances from movies like The Hand, Beetle Juice, Scream, and most teen-slacker-slasher romps, Anton has his hands (hand?) full trying to keep from killing everybody in arm’s length. He is the kind of kid who lives in the attic, spends all day lounging around and smoking pot, and does not worry when his parents go missing until after a few days go by; he is the perfect plaything for an ancient demon who takes the old adage–idle hands are the devil’s playthings–seriously, and enjoys possessing those in need of a helping hand: murderously helpful, yes, but still very motivating for Anton (Devon Sawa).

Idle hands Anton’s two friends, Mick (Seth Green) and Pnub (Elden Henson) are not very helpful when Anton discovers his dead parents. Mick and Pnub are distracted by a booty-bounce music video as he frantically points to the two bodies lying in front of the television. When they finally do notice, they are a bit slow in putting the pieces together when clues point to Anton as the murderer.

His hand takes over before they can tell anybody about it. Anton tries to bury the mess in the backyard, but his dead friends, deciding the distance to the “white light” was too far, and finding the celestial music “kinda uncool, like Enya,” not very enticing, decide to come back as his undead friends. They would easily fit into the Beetle Juice waiting room: Mick has a broken bottle stuck deep into his cranium, and Pnub’s head is hanging free and easy–but not in that really good way; and both are very zombie-gray and disheveled. They do not hold a grudge after being murdered–finding undeadness kind of cool–and lend a helping hand.

Anton decides his offending right hand must go and finds the biggest meat clever in the drawer after the bagel slicer fails to do the job. Gory sight gags splatter the humor as the now liberated hand takes a fancy to Anton’s new girlfriend Molly (Jessica Alba). While Mick and Pnub go for the antiseptic and ouch-less band-aids, Anton tosses the nasty fist into the microwave for broiling–remember the kitchen scene in Gremlins?–but Mick and Pnub, in dire need to heat up their burritos, let it loose again. Unperturbed, they sit down to enjoy their burritos. Mick improvises with duct tape when Pnub’s burrito oozes out of his severed neck.

While Anton and his undead, but cool, friends cope, a Druid priestess (Vivica Fox) from a long line of Druid priestesses, is racing to Anton’s town in her vintage Airstream touring coach to kick-ass the evil. When she arrives she, of course, heads to the bowling alley. Druid priestesses must stay in shape by bowling. While there she meets Randy (Jack Noseworthy), Anton’s friend. Randy’s name fits him like a glove. He immediately believes her story about the ancient demon possessing idle hands and tells her about Anton.

Everyone–and hand–meet up at the Halloween school dance for the showdown. The hand, after sharpening its fingers in a pencil-sharpener, is ready to take them all on as it gropes toward taking Molly to hell at midnight; that’s midnight Druid time so there’s not much time to spare. The desperate battle to save Molly, and stop the hand’s plan, moves from shop class, where hand puppets are a natural for malicious use by the hand, to automotive class, where Molly is bound to the hood of a car on a hoist that is edging closer to the ceiling by the second. In the midst of fighting for the hoist’s controls, the boys notice “Mighty Joe Bong,” a wickedly welded, muffler-styled cannabis smoker–the students in shop class learned their skills very well it appears–and light up for a toke to bolster their strength. In-between, the often used cliches of a people-fitting air vent escape and big whizzing fan-blades blocking the only way out provide the light-hearted suspense.

Christopher Hart lends his handy talents as the nasty demon-possessed hand. He is a natural; he played Thing in the Addams Family films. Talk about typecasting.

Meet the Horror Bloggers: Dimension Fantastica

James wallestein Many fans of horror, amateur and professional alike, have devoted themselves to blogging about the thrills, chills, and no-frills side of the genre as seen in cinema and print. In this ongoing series that highlights the writers behind the blogs, we meet the unique personalities and talents that make the online horror scene so engaging. Up close and personal.

In this installment, James Wallestein of the Spanish-language horror blog Dimension Fantastica tells us about his passion for a genre that knows no borders.

 

Hello, my name is James Wallestein and I live in Dallas, Texas. I write a horror cinema blog in Spanish. Maybe this sounds odd, but I always thought that someone needs to write in Spanish about fantastic cinema for a country with 40 million Spanish speakers!

Personally, I believe it a matter of my DNA to love horror and fantastic cinema. My dad taught me to read at four years old, and he is a fanatic for fantastic cinema and the comics. I grew up reading hundreds of comics (filling all the corners of our apartment) that my dad bought: The Fantastic Four; Conan; X-men; Flash Gordon; Superman; Batman; Spiderman, and more…I remember the great art of Jack Kirby with fascination.

At five years old my dad took me to see Jaws and it was a shock. I was terrified with this damn white shark. Later, in 1977, my dad took me to see Star Wars and Orca, the Killer Whale (pretty impressing for me was the scene of the abort with the baby whale). My dad has a big love for fantasy in his DNA, and therefore he transferred to me his passion into my genetic code.

Graphic Book Review: High Moon Vol. 1

High Moon

Zombos Says: Very Good

Werewolves and hoodoo in the Old West; two notches on the gunbelts worn by both the bad and the good guys. I found that an intriguing premise for David Gallaher and Steve Ellis's High Moon, a webcomic series appearing on Zuda.com, and now in print by DC Comics. The story moves briskly through the small towns of Blest–which is not–and Ragged Rock–which most certainly is–as former Pinkerton detective Matthew Macgregor is chasing after werewolves and other night-born beasties. Macgregor is a brooding, mysterious figure who wears a tartan scarf in spite of the heat, is short on words and temperament, and carries enough supernatural baggage to fill a railway car all by himself.

Three chapters, beginning with the 100 days drought-plagued town of Blest, keep the Macgregors busy. Yes, there are more than one. I cannot explain too much on this point, but Gallaher and Ellis start with one Macgregor on a mission, or vendetta, or perhaps a soul-ride to salvation, and bring the rest of the clan in as the plot unfolds its deeper pleats. It is not made clear exactly what drives him, but flashbacks give us little clues along the way.

Ellis's gritty art is tightly packed with heavy pencil and ink lines that can become murky at times when saturated with the dry earth and desert sand daylight colors in the first two chapters, and deep blue nighttime snowy landscapes in chapter three. But his style reminds me so much of a sheriff's sooty wanted poster and the animated opening credits to the television show The Wild, Wild West, and even those illustrations in  penny-dreadfuls, or as Deputy Jeb calls them, dime novels, that his gaudy style is in step with the Old West theme.

High moon There is a starting the story in the middle of it approach used by Gallaher. Macgregor enters the small town of Blest looking for an outlaw he has tangled with before. A little girl is missing, and vicious attacks on the townsfolk at night have set everyone on edge. But there is something else driving Macgregor; a bigger mission beyond his hunt for the outlaw. After a preliminary search of the missing girl's room, he knows it was not men or werewolves who took her. More clues found in an abandoned silver mine, and more flashbacks regarding the San Saba Expedition, hint at a great evil unleashed. The inevitable showdown between Macgregor and that evil reveals a darker truth lurking in Blest.

In chapter two, a train robbery, a traveling sideshow with one deadly oddity, and another well-mannered, stove-pipe hatted, steampunk-outfitted Macgregor add more mystery to the saga of Ragged Rock, another town suffering under its burden of nocturnal miscreant monsters.  Macgregor's past comes back to haunt him, and there are tantalizing glimmers of hoodoo in his background. Gallaher and Ellis keep it moving toward the big-nasty showdown, in-between two brothers fighting over the same woman, an eye-plucking revelation of cosmic proportions for one Macgregor, and a gift of immortality that may just be a curse in disguise. Old-time references–like the Harvey Girls (waitresses in the Old West)–and slang–catawampus (things gone awry)–give the characters a tidy period finish. At this point, you either pay close attention to the flashbacks and hints of backstory tossed your way, or you will become lost in the shuffle because Gallaher and Ellis keep piling it on as they move into chapter three and more trouble in Elk Canyon in South Dakota.

Here, in the snow-bound opening scenes of an Indian massacre, pictures convey the action without words. It is a dramatically-charged sequence, but words would have helped clarify the situation. Or maybe Gallaher does not want clarity just yet? As it stands, the marauders, dressed in horns, black clothes, and blood–the leader looks like Conan the Conqueror's Thulsa Doom leading his pillagers–are searching for something. Before you can bat an eye, the story moves on, leaving more mystery to ponder. Young Raven is in search of a champion and seeks Macgregor to combat the cavalry that is killing her people. But there is more behind the cavalry's actions than genocide, and Young Raven is more than she appears to be. An odd symbol, found on the bottom of a bottle, turns up providing another piece to the puzzle of Macgregor's higher mission, and his encounter with a bird-faced, godlike being leaves him questioning his purpose; along with a bit of cosmic enmity that probably will not do him much good in the long run.

I am not sure where Gallaher and Ellis are leading with all this but more developments to the story (you can read them online at zuda.com), which include a meeting with a certain Saucy Jack and Dr. Bell (Sherlock Holmes' fans pay attention), keep invigorating this steampunkish Western or British or Scottish story of bug-eyed beasties and chaps: the ones you wear and the British kind. The artwork melds with the story more than well, and if printed in a larger format, I would even hazard a smashingly to describe the balance between art and word. While you can read the story online, I recommend picking up the book. I was going to–honest–before DC Comics offered me a review copy. The paper choice for the book is that rough, dull-finished paper, which fits the overall tone of High Moon to a tee.

It is heartening to see a storyline about unglamerous werewolves at a time when Goth-beautiful vampires and endless zombies seem to rule the horror genre roost in comics and movies.

Book Stores Need to Go Digital Now

Wherethewildthingsare I was in my local Borders this past week to browse the horror book shelves. I like browsing books before I buy them. Magazines, too. I also like the coffee at Borders; I sip it while I browse. I made a bad choice of getting something too creamy this time, though, and paid for it. I hate being lactose-intolerant.

Another thing I hate is seeing the dwindling shelf-space given to horror titles. And those books given space are fairly mainstream, of course, to appeal to as broad a book-buying market as possible. Author names are really important here as they help sell the books, so I see many of the same authors who have earned that broad appeal in Borders and Barnes and Noble. At least Borders still has a horror section. Barnes and Noble, the one I frequent anyway, (I like Starbucks coffee, too), pretends horror does not exist. They sprinkle horror titles into other categories. I'm always embarrassed to ask about specific horror books when I go to Barnes and Noble. If I dare correct the stock-person when they tell me a book I am looking for is not horror he or she tends to get snooty and gives me a look Jason and Freddy could learn a lot from. I explain I know a thing or two about horror because I blog about it and, well, that usually ends the conversation faster. So I try not to mention it anymore.

Polka Haunt Us
And Maybe You Too

Polkahauntus Okay, maybe it is just me, but every time I listen to a Polka Haunt Us song I am reminded of the Song of the New Wine scene in Frankenstein Meets the Wolf Man. Anyway, after listening to their pawky tunes (my favorite is Blank Face Goblins), I think you may find a surprise or two here, too. I always thought accordion music was creepy, but now its creepy in a good way.

“Check out the new video for Veronique’s song “Vampire Surprise,” off her eclectic, unique, laboriously produced Halloween album Polka Haunt Us: A Spook-tacular Compilation. Who says horror has to be so scary? Veronique is working (in her own weird way, of course) to give the Monster Mash a run for its money and bring new life into Halloween music as a genre! And her costume is pretty fabulous too!”

See the video for Vampire Surprise here: http://www.youtube.com/veroniquechevalier.

Interview: Kevin James Breaux

Lambwolfweb Artist and author Kevin James Breaux is about to be snatched up by Dark Quest Books for his Fantasy novel Soul Born, making it his first published novel. Before he becomes famous and it all goes to his head, let's interview him about his horror, his fantasy, and his art. He writes short stories and novels about zombies, vampires, and fairies with equal ease, and his artwork can be seen in Zombie CSU: The Forensic Science of the Living Dead and They Bite!

 

What's a typical writing-day-in-the-life of Kevin James Breaux like?

Basically I like to break my writing into two hour segments. If I have editing to do; that is normally done first and as early in the day as possible. Normally I work at my writing from 10-noon and again noon to 2pm. If I'm lucky and there are not too many distractions I will try and work later in the day as well, but that's normally less structured, kinda like guerrilla warfare style writing; mobile and hit and run.

You tend toward thriller-styled horror and urban fantasy in your writing. Are there differences between the two?

I like to write stories that are character driven. I started off as a fantasy writer, because it was what I knew from growing up playing all the RPG games. Then after being challenged to write outside my normal comfort zone, by Jonathan Maberry after joining his chapter of the HWA, I realized I could do what I wanted in almost any genre. I tend to lean towards things of the fantastic nature. Thriller-Horror and Urban Fantasy are, in my opinion, very closely related. Both deal with subject matter outside our daily reality. I would love to write a comic book story some day, something with super heroes.

Paranormal Activity (2007)

Paranormal Activity The idea for the film came about when Oren Peli began to experience “weird things” at the home in which he was living and wondered what would happen if he were to set up cameras to capture what happened as he slept at night. The vulnerability of being asleep, he reasoned, tapped into a human being’s most primal fear, stating, “If something is lurking in your home there’s not much you can do about it.” (Wikipedia)

Zombos Says: Excellent

Paranormal Activity surprisingly frightens more with less scares as odd as that may sound. With a razor-thin budget, a cast of only four people, and events taking place entirely in one location–Katie and Micah’s home–director Oren Peli’s ingenious movie is a distillation of simple spook show tactics escalating in intensity. It is the Blair Witch version of home invasion-styled horror, understated but unrelenting.

Katie (Katie Featherston) has been haunted by paranormal events since she was thirteen. Micah (Micah Sloat), surprised by this revelation, is annoyed she did not tell him this before spooky sounds begin to keep them up at night. Micah sets up his camera in their bedroom, facing the bed, and hooks it up to his laptop so it can record while they sleep. We see everything through Micah’s camera: the bedroom they sleep in; the rest of the house as he carries it into the bathroom, or the living room, or the kitchen during the day. We mostly see Katie as Micah holds the camera, which is probably why she grows more annoyed with his insistence on tackling her problem with his typical, and insensitive, guy attitude of technology-can-handle-it. I admit I would have tackled it the same way. While his constant recording and EVPs appear to give him control over the situation, he becomes increasingly frustrated because all he can do is observe events after they have taken place. How many of us, like Micah, feel powerful by all our techno-gadgets, yet, like him, all we do is watch, listen, wait, worry, and yearn for more sleep?

“Once we get a camera, we can figure out what’s going on,” says Micah; but the figuring out part becomes more difficult than he planned. Over the course of twenty or so nights, Micah’s camera records small, creepy instances at first, which happen in the wee hours of the morning, including Katie’s sleep-walking; then bigger, more frightening events happen. While much time is spent in silence watching them sleep, and waiting for something to happen, it never becomes repetitive. A timestamp in the lower right corner tells us when events occur during the night; this, combined with our anticipation of what will happen next heightens the tension. I kept looking intently around the bedroom and through the open doorway as time slipped by. A low rumbling signals an important moment while it helps raise the hairs on your neck. All this combines into a brilliantly simple effect Peli uses to build suspense. Featherston and Sloat fortify the realism by acting exactly like two people caught in a weird situation like their’s would typically act. Their relationship begins to understandably deteriorate when sleep deprivation and powerlessness set in. Ironically, being able to see what is transpiring while they sleep makes them more fearful and helpless.

Katie asks a psychic (Mark Fredrichs) for help. His interview with Katie gives us interesting background to her supernatural experiences. Fredrichs is easily believable as the ghost-hunting psychic. When he concludes it may be a demon causing the mischief, he quickly explains he cannot help her and recommends a colleague who specializes in demon cases. He fears his presence in the house will only antagonize the entity. Micah does not want Katie to call in the demonologist, insisting he can handle the situation himself; a classic, I-don’t-need-to-read-a-map guy-type response. Eventually, when his camera and EVPs do not give him the results he needs, Micah resorts to low-tech by using a Ouija Board to communicate with the entity, over the psychic and Katie’s stern warnings that it would make things worse. The camera chillingly captures what happens when he leaves the Ouija Board alone with it. With the camera stoically recording everything, paranormal or not, its unemotional eye lends a level of creepiness that fosters a portentious atmosphere even when nothing bizarre is happening.

What Paranormal Activity achieves with its reality point of view camera setup–minus the shaky-cam–would have made William Castle smile with its unadorned, matter of fact, unblinking eye on the action. The use of an opening thank you statement to the San Diego police department enhances the realism of its found video footage approach, and even fooled the sales person at Best Buy (who found me the last copy of Trick ‘r Treat they had in stock). A big horror fan, he saw Paranormal Activity and swore it was based on a true story. I thought he was kidding. He was not. I looked him in the eye and told him it was not based on a true story–demons do not go running around bothering people in reality–and  opening statements like that are used all the time in horror movies.

I was right, wasn’t I?

Meet the Horror Bloggers: Literal Remains

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Many fans of horror, amateur and professional alike, have devoted themselves to blogging about the thrills, chills, and no-frills side of the genre as seen in cinema and print. In this ongoing series that highlights the writers behind the blogs, we meet the unique personalities and talents that make the online horror scene so engaging. Up close and personal.

In this installment, John Robinson of Literal Remains gives us the literal truth of his horror past and present.

 

“…let’s face it… the Devil is a hell of a lot more interesting!”-
The Fisher King

I was five years old when I remember seeing my first horror movie. My brother and two cousins (all older) were watching John Carpenter’s The Fog on NBC, if I remember correctly. I was suffocating in a sleeping bag, hiding my face, because it was scaring the tee-total bejesus out of me. My brother and cousins didn’t ridicule me, though, they just continued to watch, ignoring my pleas for them to switch the channel. I could have left the room, but I was five and wanted to hang out with the big kids. One other thing they did, for which I’m thankful, is they reinforced the fact that it was only a movie. Reluctantly, I peeked from my cotton fortress and watched what I could of it. I was addicted then- hook, line, and sinker. After nearly an almost twenty-eight year romance, me and Horror are still pretty tight. Almost every day is a honeymoon.

Dragged to Hell With KNB EFX

Drag Me to Hell Written by Scott Essman

When directors hit box-office gold, it is common knowledge that they can make whatever they wish for a followup film. For Sam Raimi, coming off of three Spider-Man films which all rank in the top 50 domestic box office grossers of all time, he could have made virtually any film he could conjure as his next cinematic venture. But, what did the director of such cult classics as Within the Woods (1978), The Evil Dead (1981), Evil Dead II (1987), and Darkman (1990), decide to do after exiting the world of Spider-Man? One only need look at the opening animated Universal logo to determine Raimi’s intentions: the director chose a pre-1997 Universal opening to set the stage of this film: we were going on a journey that would be a throwback to the time when Raimi was a cult director, still largely undiscovered by the Hollywood mainstream.

For horror enthusiasts, when you think of Raimi’s early work, you recall shaky but taut camera moves, a mélange of harsh sound and light, intensified performances, and unsubtle moments of discovery and revelation. You simultaneously remember the outrageous often guttural practical makeup effects in those films: Evil Dead featured buckets of blood while the sequel was somewhat refined if still surreal in its over-the-top portrayal of horror as a genre that was being infused with new post-slasher film blood, built on the heels of the successes of the original Halloween, Dawn of the Dead, Friday the 13th, and other instrumental films in the genre.

Enter into this world a name that goes hand-in-hand with horror over the past decades that Raimi has been active in reinventing the genre. “If you’ve seen a horror movie in the last 15 years, they did it,” said special ‘horror’ makeup effects legend Tom Savini of the KNB EFX Group, a makeup effects and creature shop lead by Greg Nicotero and Howard Berger, and co-founded by ex-member Robert Kurtzman in 1988.

Drag Me to Hell DVD With his career coming full circle, Greg Nicotero and his company were the special makeup effects, corpse and special props designers on Sam Raimi’s new retro-horror film on Universal Studios Home Entertainment DVD and Blu-ray Hi Def, Drag Me to Hell. Of course, this is because Nicotero started with Raimi 22 years ago with Evil Dead 2 in which they created numerous makeup effects and creatures. In this exclusive look into his studio, we see how the different makeups, fake bodies and props from the film were designed and realized.

Nicotero, a Pittsburgh resident, has now been working in motion pictures for 25 years, starting as a makeup assistant on George A. Romero’s 1985 Pittsburgh-based film, Day of the Dead with Tom Savini. “I knew Greg Nicotero since he was 15,” said Savini. “He used to hang out on Creepshow. I used him on Day of the Dead and [Romero’s] Monkey Shines. He asked me to go to LA and form a company before KNB. He then introduced me to Howard Berger on Day of the Dead. I’m a Pittsburgh guy, so I’m not out there knowing who the up-and-comers are.”

With certainty, the mentorship that Savini provided to Nicotero and later Berger in the 1980s paid dividends for the duo, then in their 20s, as they learned both the creative and business aspects of running a makeup effects company. “Greg was a sketch artist and would handle my paperwork and my business stuff which is what he went to school for,” Savini added. “He dropped out of medical school to work for me. He had his hands in sculpting, but he wasn’t into doing the makeup back then. He learned by experience and now he’s a major player in the makeup world. He’s my best friend.”

Since they formed the studio in 1988, moving locations but remaining in the San Fernando Valley, KNB EFX Group has gotten many choice assignments, having been responsible for dozens of movie projects, including all of the films of Quentin Tarantino, Robert Rodriguez, Wes Craven, and John Carpenter to name but a few. KNB has also joined the ranks of the A-list doing prestigious projects for the likes of Steven Spielberg, Martin Scorsese, and winning an Oscar for their work on the first Narnia film.

Thus, it was not surprising that after 22 years, Raimi, 50 this month, contacted KNB to handle the numerous gruesome effects that Drag Me to Hell required, harkening back to the director’s pre-Spider-Man days with the Evil Dead trilogy. Naturally, Nicotero speaks fondly of KNB’s working relationship with Sam Raimi for the past 20 years. “It has been pretty amazing,” said the effects master, 46. “We started with Sam and [producer] Rob Tapert on Evil Dead 2 and once KNB was formed in 1988, we handled most of the makeup and suit effects for their films for well over the next decade with everything from Army of Darkness to [TV’s] Hercules and Xena, A Simple Plan and so on. We didn’t get the chance to work on the first two Spider-Man films, but Sam personally pulled us in on part 3, and I was delighted.”

Drag Me to Hell EFX Initially, Nicotero was concerned that KNB would not be involved in the designs for makeups, gags, props, and other work as it might have likely been handled by another conceptual artist, a common practice in contemporary filmmaking. “Sam is very accustomed to working with outside designs,” Nicotero explained, “so I, during my first meeting, showed him samples of the design work we did in-house and he really responded to what I had shown him. In this day and age, with so many conceptual artists that have background in creature effects, productions very often bring in the effects houses late in the game as opposed to having the supervisors having a hand in the conceptualizing and design.”

Raimi, however, is no stranger to working with effects teams and knew of KNB’s vast experience and hands-on approach, so getting KNB involved from the beginning was, according to Nicotero, “what the director wanted on this film; and he very much wanted input on what fans and audiences would respond to. Certainly our history made him very comfortable. I presented designs to him that were fleshed out here [at KNB], and we went from there. Shannon Shea was my right hand man on the show, and between John Wheaton, Garrett Immel, and Norman Cabrera, we brought some really fun ideas to the table.”

In Drag Me to Hell’s story, Alison Lohman plays the young Christine Brown, an ambitious bank clerk who is encouraged to be more aggressive by her competitive boss, played by David Paymer. Wanting a promotion, she denies a house loan extension to a mysterious Gypsy customer, Mrs. Ganush, perfectly played by Lorna Raver. For the character, KNB had to devise a shockingly grotesque haggard makeup for Raver, and they proceeded to create several versions of Raver’s character through the film. “We had worked out several stages via tests and Photoshop,” Nicotero said, “and of course her dentures played a significant part. Mainly, she goes from sympathetic old woman to ‘heinous horror hag’ in the car sequence, to back-from-the-dead possessed Ganush, as well as her demonic form. All [stages] had a variety of 3D transfers, prosthetics, contacts – Professional Vision Care always handles our work and has done so for years, supervised by Christina Ceret – and dentures. Garrett Immel, Camille Calvet Della-Santina and Mary Kay Witt applied her make-up. We also handled a stunt likeness makeup that Garrett sculpted that was fantastic, complete with lace wig and lenses.”

After denying and “shaming” Mrs. Ganush in the bank, Christine must thwart a physical attack in her car, after which Mrs. Ganush places a horrible curse on Christine. Subsequently, when evil forces pursue Christine, she tries to make amends with Mrs. Ganush by visiting her. Alas, it is too late, as Mrs. Ganush has died, which Christine discovers in a wake scene. For this appearance of the character, KNB had to create a realistic corpse in the likeness of Lorna Raver. “For the wake sequence, we created a dummy that had a jointed armature and a silicone skin, pretty straightforward,” said Nicotero. “All of the likeness were cast off of Lorna Raver, who couldn’t have been a better sport. So often, people don’t realize that our characters are brought to life by great performances, and she was terrific. When I saw her on set the first time, I believed she was this sad, tormented old woman having her house taken away. Then, Sam would yell cut!”

Another great moment in the wake scene is when Mrs. Ganush’s dead body falls onto Christine, leading to a nauseating effect where bodily fluid comes out of the corpse’s mouth onto Alison Lohman. Undoubtedly, one of the convincing aspects of Mrs. Ganush’s character in these scenes is her false teeth. “The script was very specific in terms of the action of all the dentures,” Nicotero said. “She pulls them out, leaves them on the table [in the bank], has them smashed during the car fight sequence, and then has to put the broken teeth back in, all of which required specialized teeth that fit her and then fit over ‘gum dentures’ that we made. Grady Holder has handled our denture work for the last 10 years and is fantastic at creating all of our eyes and dental work.”

When it has become clear that Christine is truly doomed, she falls apart in a later scene in the bank when she bleeds profusely from her nose, squirting blood all over her desk and onto Paymer. “That was one of the first gags we worked out,” Nicotero stated. “It was realized with a pretty straightforward pressure pump rig with tubing that was attached to a prosthetic that glued inside the nose. The plan always was to digitally erase the tube and let the blood spray be done practically, and that was what ended up in the movie.”

In keeping with that fusion of practical techniques, such as the ones in which KNB specializes, and digital effects, Nicotero notes that Raimi entrusted much of the on-set work to KNB due to his love of the craft, even though there was some degree of collaboration involved with the computer-generated imagery team. “Sam has become quite proficient with digital effects,” Nicotero said, “and [visual effects supervisor] Bruce Jones had a lot to handle in terms of the shadow gags, visual effects of hell opening up and so forth, so there were very few instances when he augmented effects we had done practically. Truthfully, that was what was so much fun: as savvy as Sam is with effects, he still loves puppet heads and traditional prosthetic and makeup effects. During the development of the dream sequence, where rotted Ganush vomits worms on Christine, he actually laughed out loud when we showed him the first test, and told me I should be arrested.”

Drag Me to Hell Other KNB work in Drag Me to Hell includes a demonic makeup designed and created for Adriana Barraza in a séance scene where her character Shaun San Dena tries to expunge the demon who has been haunting Christine. This makeup included prosthetics and haunting contact lenses by Professional Vision Care. One of the final great KNB moments returns when Christine digs up Mrs. Ganush’s corpse in the midst of a downpour in an attempt to reverse the curse, which involves a reappearance of the dead Ganush body, which was created to withstand drenching.

When reflecting on the special makeup effects in Drag Me to Hell and his work with Raimi, who co-wrote the script with brother Ivan Raimi, Nicotero exudes earned pride, now over two decades into the artist-director relationship. “I am tremendously proud of what KNB contributed,” he said. “An amazing team of artists, mechanics, puppeteers and makeup artists really helped Sam bring into the movie the fun that he has making these films. During script read-throughs, he would be reading something and then start chuckling to himself because some of the elements are so outrageous. The movie is pure fun, and Sam’s enthusiasm is there in every frame.