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Mad Monsters Issue 7, 1964

This issue of Mad Monsters, No. 7, has lots of pics, not too much text, and good coverage, from The Preying Mantis and Corridors of Blood, to I Married a Monster From Outer Space and an article on Lionel Atwill. Not too shabby for 35 cents. Charlton did cut corners by printing the magazine as cheaply as possible, so the photos aren't crisp. But their covers were eye-catching.

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World of Horror No. 6

The British World of Horror magazine came out in 1974 through 1975 and lasted 9 issues. Not very polished in layout, but overall, content-wise, it did include a good range of movie coverage, some fiction (if you’re into having short stories mixed in with your horror movie articles: I’m not), and black and white and color pictures (although the printing quality was poor). The Scream Scene section was similar to The Monster Times‘ own The Monster Scene. A few cartoons were also tossed into the mix. In this issue, a classic horror article on Lon Chaney Sr. rubs elbows with coverage of The Exorcist, Rosemary’s Baby, and Young Frankenstein.

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Monster World Issue 5, 1965

Lots of cool photos and, better yet, some killer advertisements, like the holy grail of monsterkid-dom: the Famous Monsters Photo Printing Kit. And if that weren't enough to get you drooling, there are ads for the Mad, Mad, Mad Scientist Laboratory, the Addams Family Haunted House by Aurora, and Wacky Action Kits. 

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Charlton Comics
Reptilicus No. 2, 1961

I was surprised to find this comic book for Reptilicus, a really badly written and presented monster movie from AIP. When you think of marionette monsters, The Giant Claw, Reptilicus, and Viking Women and the Sea Serpent are stellar examples of bad special effects producing comic results. For Reptilicus, his diminutive arms are non-functional, so how he could actually move (beyond someone pulling his strings) is anyone's guess. But hey, for 10 cents, why not?

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The Monster Times No. 27, 1973

For the children of the night, it doesn't get any better than issue 27 of The Monster Times. Vampires take flight, beginning with Gary J. Svehla's Forgotten Vampires of the Cinema. Of course, now we have the Internet and streaming movies and stuff we'd love to forget but can't because it keeps coming back like a vampire. But in 1973, an article like this one was pure gold to horror fans. Putting a nail in Blackula's coffin is Joe Kane with Scram, Blacula, Scram, who seems to really not like poor Mamuwalde much at all. Perhaps the most dispiriting read is Dave Stidworthy's the Decline and Fall of Bela Lugosi. On the one hand, while Lugosi suffered through a career that didn't shine as much as Boris Karloff's, to say that his many poverty row movies or his Ed Wood wonders are forgettable is rather shortsighted. You can call them many things, or critique them many ways, but you can never ever say they're forgettable. 

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The Monster Times No. 25, 1973

The Fly and Return of the Fly buzzes around issue 25 of The Monster Times as Jim Wnoroski takes a swat at the movies, and C.C. Beck is marveled for his artistic work on Captain Marvel. I recall seeing Mr. Beck at one of Phil Seuling's Comic Art Conventions. Beck's hobby was to create very realistic sword and sorcery weapons out of paper and cardboard. He auctioned off some of these at the convention. Seuling, a big fellow, let down his hair (he really did, as he let it grow long) and grabbed a mighty Beck-crafted axe, then posed a la Conan for photo ops. Hopefully, some of those pictures still exist. I also had picked up one of the weapons to check it out and was surprised to find it light as a feather, but very realistic in appearance. Also in this issue, horror heroines get some love, and the Kung Fu craze kicks up the action.

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A Night of Fright Double Bill Pressbook:
Did You Get Your Erotiphile Giveaway?

So, what's better than a double bill viewing of The Horrible Dr. Hitchcock and The Awful Dr. Orlof? Why, getting the Erotiphile novelty giveaway card, of course! Now that's a giveaway to hold on to. Quite cheeky I might add, too. 

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The Monster Times No. 18, 1972

The Monster of Piedras Blancas gets some love in issue 18 of The Monster Times; at least from the article's author, David Stidworthy (yeah, like that's a real name): the rest of TMT awarded a Schlock Award Winner to it. Christopher Lee returns as Count Dracula in Dracula A.D. 1972 and talks about the Count that made him famous, Tony Isabella searches for Willis O'Brian's Missing Monster. For comic buffs, Art Miller discusses Nedor comic's infatuation with monsters When Monsters Ruled the Comics.

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The Lost World of Sinbad
and War of the Zombies
Double Bill Pressbook

What more could you ask for in a double bill? Not only do you get some salty action with The Lost World of Sinbad, you get to witness the undead crossing swords with the living in Rome Against Rome (aka War of the Zombies)! Of course, it would be more exciting to see Sinbad fighting zombies, but you can't have everything.

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Don’t Kill It (2016)
It Has Its Moments, Could Use More

Don't kill itZombos Says: Fair to Good 

Each time I look into Dolph Lundgren's face I see the Doc Savage movie that could have been. But he isn't playing Doc Savage in Don't Kill It, just an oafish demon bounty hunter named Jebediah Woodley (aren't they all named like that?) channeling that Kurt Russell, Big Trouble in Little China vibe. I admit it's funny to watch. His deadpan delivery fits easily within his worse for the wear duster and bumbling machismo in dealing with a demonic outbreak knocking down the population in an already small town. But it only goes so far, and, after a short while, no further. Director Mike Mendez doesn't realize or isn't concerned about that.

An ancient demonic evil (aren't they all ancient?) resurfaces near a Mississippi town, killing anyone in close proximity while screeching the usual demonic screech and showing those de rigueur beady black demon eyes. Jebediah arrives in time to be ignored, then believed, then to become chief player at fumbling through it all with his funny looking net gun and misfiring gumption. More direction and scripting devoted to that would have amped up the enjoyability factor here, but Lundgren's lethargy permeates everything when it's only him who should be moving slow.

You see, the kicker here is that you can't kill the demon outright. If you do, you get possessed. So the hilarious moments come from the inability of most everyone involved to keep from doing just that. So the demon bounces around from victim to victim, killing and possessing like demons are wont to do, in a lackluster, by-the-numbers, straight to disc or streaming or syfy channel horror movie way. The inherent absurdity and humor to be embraced in all the pinball-possible kinetics are barely hugged. Talky lulls between action scenes, action scenes that skimp on the action (except for those to be mentioned later), all of that keeps the pace of this endeavor to a little less than a brisk walk when it needs a flat out run instead. 

That's the one-note setup given in the script. The townsfolk (who provide typical clueless fodder for the gore gags), the sheriff (who shows the usual I can't handle the truth reactions), the FBI agent (who can't decide to lead or follow or jump into the action with feet firmly planted), and Jebediah (with his predictable laid-back clumsiness) fail to catapult that one note very far. More effort on characterization, more contextual effort between gore gag events, and more of a storyline are the missing elements here and from too many horror movies. Have horror fans become that simplistic and non-discerning? Do directors and production people think horror fans are, these days, a non-discerning bunch that will swallow anything thrown at them? I mean, really, what is all that gibberish about FBI agent Pierce (Kristina Klebe in a torpid turn as an FBI agent) being of angelic heredity? Did Lundgren wing that one or what?

But…

Here's something I will swallow, and you may find it tasty, too. The few scenes that are genuinely funny and rise above the stodgy acting, slow poke timing, and can-we-hurry-on-with-this-please gaps. For instance, like the town meeting. Filled with shots of cartoon-styled, poorly done gore gags (which heightens the effect, so good job there) and an almost keystone cops energy of who's got the hot potato going round the town hall room, it is one town meeting that's hilarious in its carnage.

It's one of those rare moments when Jebediah's character (the part where he doesn't think things through well at all, which is much of the time), the impracticality of holding the meeting in the first place (would you give a mass murderer easy access to most of the town's people in one place?), and the fumbling mayhem as all hell breaks loose (deputies will be deputies) is choreographed like a ballet held in a boxing ring. Simple yet sublime.

Now that's what I'm talking about.

It helps make up for the wait to get to it. Another such ensemble of deathly destruction follows. Eventually. But mishandling tone–make fun of death involving kids at your own peril–sets it down a peg. Flying demonic kids of doom are a plus, though, so I'll give points for that anytime.