When I was going through names of people I wanted to invite for my guest posts, two names came up that didn't have anything to do with blogs. As far as I know, neither have a blog of their own. After throwing the idea around for a while, I decided that I should ask them if they would like to do a guest post at the very least. They are both very good friends of mine, who I try to keep in touch with, so it just made sense to me to ask them. Both have agreed to do a little writing for me. The first person I asked was Kimberly Amato. She has plans for her guest spot, which means it will be coming later in the year. I could have pressed for it sooner, but it is her guest spot. I'm not sure when I will get it, but I know that I will.
The other person I decided to ask is the person known to everyone here as Jed Cooper. Why Jed? Mainly because he is one, if not the first, long time supporters of my blog. I'm not sure who came around first, and in truth it doesn't matter. Jed is a very nice guy who will do anything for you once you get to know him as a friend. Hopefully I have been that kind of friend back. Since getting to know Jed through my blog, we have moved things to chat and email at times as well. He has been very useful in bouncing ideas off of for my blog. He has also become something of an editor for me, catching all the stupid mistakes I make in my writing. I truly feel sorry for him in that respect. Another reason I asked Jed is because some of his comments might as well be a post in themselves. I figured if he was going to do all that writing, I might as well channel it into a guest post!
When I asked everyone to do a guest post, I just gave them a general idea of what I was looking for, and let them run with it. I think that has worked out wonderfully. As you have all noticed, everyone has come up with their own version of that idea. When Jed sent me his post, he warned me that I might want to edit a lot of it out. When I started to read it, I discovered that a lot of it was about me, and not about a movie. I didn't edit any other guest posts as far as content went, so I decided not to do that for Jed's either. So here is Jed talking about me, and some of his favorite movies as well.
I have had both the pleasure and honor of knowing Miss Heather as both an internet friend and “kindred spirit” for five years plus now. She was a classic example of how the internet can make the world not seem so large at times for me. I quickly learned she was attending the same college I graduated from on a full swimming scholarship. (Yes as much as I often try to hide it with my comments, I actually went to college, and graduated with honors in double majors.) Speaking of which, academically Miss Heather managed to make the Dean’s List every one of her eight semesters in college, which in itself would be a major accomplishment. Especially when you realize her major was chemistry, and she was one of the few females in that major. She also managed to accomplish this feat at a college recognized for its academic excellence and not as a party school. But couple that with being an active member of the women’s swim team for four years, practices, meets, AND running a horror blog. I would often ask her when she found time to sleep and eat. Now you start to better understand why I so often call her “amazing lady” and many other respectful phrases. None of those phrases have ever been offered lightly or in jest, well at least none of the positive ones anyway (grinning).
Outside of our political views (sighing heavily and rolling my eyes), Miss Heather has largely restored my faith in what I call the “youth of America”. If more young adults were clones of Miss Heather, I would not feel nearly so concerned they will be running our country one day. To me she is very much like the attractive young girl next door, that I have been privileged and honored to watch grow into an incredibly beautiful woman. For the past five years we have frequently chatted as only close friends can and will. We know things about each other that can only be shared with trusted friends. I understand some of her hopes and aspirations for her life, and I sincerely hope she is able to achieve each and every one of them. She deserves them. Because what makes this incredible lady even more unique to me is the fact, with everything she has going for her (brains, beauty, and athletic talent), she is clearly the least conceited friend I have ever made.
So I clearly am a huge fan of Mermaid Heather, Miss Heather, and “the incredible sick puppette” (grinning). I am also someone who feels honored to be able to call her my best internet friend. But all these things said, on her blog I do my best simply to be a major fan of hers. I quickly discovered we both share many of the same interests in our love of certain sub horror genres, our love of well done blood and guts, and of great effects in general. So when other fans read I largely agree with her views on a post, it simply is because I do, not because I consider her a friend. Sometimes we disagree on a flick, but I admit, those are rare times indeed. But even then I know I can express my views without her being offended. Think of how boring our world would be if each of us loved exactly the same things in our horror movies. Yuck !!!
So I can not truly begin to express my surprise, shock even, when Miss Heather asked me to do a guest birthday post. I can honestly say that was the last thing I ever expected her to ask me. But once I got beyond the shock and terror of having the spotlight here, I realized how honored I was to be asked to do that too. So Miss Heather, this one is for you special lady (smiling, tips my hat).
First let me apologize for making such a long introduction to my thoughts. But I realized this WAS my one chance to be in the spotlight, and I wanted to use part of my time to let other fans, especially her newer ones, get a better feel for the amazing Mermaid.
I have been watching movies now for nearly 60 years. My earliest memories of movies I can clearly recall were some of the “classic horrors” (THE MUMMY, THE WOLFMAN, FRANKENSTEIN, DRACULA, etc) being shown on Shock Theatre late Saturday night. At 5, I was sitting up with my two older brothers and my grandmother, eating popcorn she had just made, and watching double feature horrors. All of the other adults were asleep, because they thought the four of us were nuts (grinning). Fast forward 50 plus years, and my three favorite movie genres are horrors, westerns, and action-adventures (in that order).
I have made myself become a bit philosophical to figure out why these genres work for me as well as they do. Simply put they each normally involve a battle between good and evil. With action-adventure movies it is usually the lone good guy battling staggering hordes of bad guys, with weapons blazing and blood and body parts flying. Since I proudly call myself a “sick puppy” that is clearly not a bad thing to me at all. But as I mentioned in a comment to Miss Stacie’s recent post, I often have serious issues with the way firearms are used in most action-adventure flicks. Handguns that hold 6, 8 or 15 rounds are fired 12 to 30 times before the good guys finally need to reload. Handguns, shotguns and rifles dramatically blow the bad guy off his feet and toss him yards away. Trust me folks, it just doesn’t happen that way in real life. If a weapon would knock the bad guy down, it would take the good guy down when he fired it too…think Newton’s Law here.
Westerns also portray this epic battle between good and evil, but usually are much more realistic in how weapons are used. In the early movies the good guys wore white hats, and the bad guys the black ones – literally. Now western movies have grown up a bit, and hats no longer clearly id the players as they once did. But the struggle between justice and injustice is still strongly in evidence. In most westerns care is taken to use firearms authentic to the time frame the oater covers.
Of course there are exceptions to that too. I am a big John Wayne fan (be nice Miss Heather, grinning). He quickly became rich enough from his roles in B westerns to be able to produce his own films, which meant he called the shots. My only issue with him in several of his Civil War era westerns is the fact he was using firearms that had not yet been invented. He is often seen wearing a Colt Single Action Army revolver and carrying a Winchester lever action rifle – neither of which was invented until 1873. Now John Wayne knew this, as he was a big gun owner/shooter. These two weapons were his favorites, and he wanted to use them in these movies. As I noted, it was his money making them, and he called the shots. But at least to his credit, he knew how many rounds of ammo each firearm held, lol.
But the epic struggle in westerns is generally more clear cut to me, more black and white if you will, than in many action-adventures. You generally have one lone lawman, or the Sheriff and a couple of brave deputies going up against staggering odds, battling outlaws or the bad guys who have them greatly outnumbered. Or sometimes it is the lone rancher, or a couple, trying to protect their property from the evil cattle baron. In many ways, westerns to me clearly and simply illustrate courage in the common man. One of my favorite quotes is that “courage is saddling up even when you are scared”. While it may well sound like a cliché, I think it very nicely sums up the heart of most westerns for me.
Then we finally move to my favorite movie genre - horrors (I know some of you have been wondering, if and when I would ever get here, lol). If I was asked to pick a favorite horror movie, I simply could not do that honestly. I have watched far too many over the years, and for one reason or another, have enjoyed most I have seen. Not always for the same reasons, but it is a rare horror movie that I can not find something positive or really well done in. But I do think I can at least pick a favorite category of horror movies, and those would be the Hammer Films.
As much as I still love the “true classics”, I see stages in the development of horror movies (just as I see in westerns). First let me make it clear, I do not consider myself an “expert” or horror historian, or anything akin to those terms. I am simply a big movie fan. So you are going to get “my take” on the development of horror movies. It may well not be totally accurate, but hopefully it will explain why I am such a fan of the Hammer Films horrors.
We started with the classics, THE MUMMY, FRANKENSTEIN, THE WOLFMAN, DRACULA, etc. Universal and others spent some serious money for that time frame making these movies. When they were released, movie goers quickly realized that horror movies could be made that equated to other movie genres, and deserved to be taken seriously as a unique genre. So to me, these great movies create the birth of “the true monster movie”. But the quality of the 1930’s and 40’s flicks mysteriously seemed to give way to the rise of the “B horror movie” in the late 1940’s and 1950’s. I am not throwing mud on B movies, and I have several in my horror collection. As I have said, it is a rare horror that I can not find something I liked about it.
But to me, they largely were a step backwards, rather than forward, in the development of horror movies. I think too many studios saw the popularity of the classics, and wanted to make money without spending the funds needed to make more “classics”. So horror fans were made to suffer through countless sci-fi type horror movies, with the monsters in hideous rubber outfits, with scripts that most would be ashamed to admit they wrote today.
Then suddenly a small studio in England appeared called Hammer Films, and horror movies became more like the older classics again to me. Here was a group of film makers and actors who clearly loved the old “classic horrors”, and wanted to make their own movies in honor of them. At least that is how I see the folks at Hammer. From many things I have read and watched, the folks who worked there became a large family. Watch enough Hammer Films, and you will quickly begin to see many of the same faces over and over. Not just the main stars, like Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee. But you will also notice that many of the supporting cast will keep showing up in other movies. All of a sudden we stopped battling the creature from some foreign planet, and went back to folks more clearly engaged in the fight of good versus evil. Gone were the hideous rubber outfits, and “class” was restored to horrors.
Hammer Films spent enough money to make quality movies again, that true horror fans had been longing for. Again watch a few of them, and you will see some amazing scenery, great film sets, incredible acting, strong scripts, and some of the most amazing special effects possible for that time frame. You will also get to see some truly beautiful women in these films too, which has never hurt my feelings (grinning). No, sadly they are not full of blood and guts and flying body parts that I enjoy so much. But to me they set the stage, created the atmosphere, where all of those later incredible, gory effects could be done, and done well. In my view, Hammer Films allowed horror movies to be taken seriously again by their fans. They were largely a return to the “classics” updated with better sets and scenery, coupled with more impressive effects than were possible for the earlier classics. They allowed horror fans to once again hold their heads up high and be proud to be followers of that genre.
Now talk about true courage, folks. Hmmm, let me think, would I rather be armed with Colt revolvers and Winchester lever action rifles…or mirrors, crosses, holy water, swords, and a pitchfork here and there. No contest, but these brave believers in the power of good stood up against whatever evil they had to face, with a minimal number of “weapons”. So taken as a whole, the Hammers allowed a new era of horror movie to develop beyond them, and continue to develop into ones we enjoy today. I say “taken as a whole”, because I will be the first to admit, that not every film this studio made was an “updated classic” to me. I remember politely bugging Miss Heather countless times in both comments and our chats, to watch and review a Hammer Film. When she finally did, she managed to start with one of the weakest ones they made in my view. It was one I felt was really more of an action-adventure movie than a horror. I shook my head and rolled my eyes, and hoped I had not managed to turn The Mermaid off completely on watching another Hammer flick. I am happy to say Miss Heather hung in there, and even added that as one of her recent challenge categories. So I think, while not every Hammer movie she has reviewed has been a huge hit for her, she can at least understand now why I see myself as such a big Hammer fan.
I think one of the reasons that horrors are my favorite genre is that in many ways they are a more realistic representation of how I see the world, than other types of movies. Contrary to the heroes we encounter in action-adventures and westerns, the typical horror hero is “every man”, John Doe, who is not martially arts trained, proficient with every weapon known to mankind, nor does he/she usually wear a badge and enforce the law. All of these are attributes that would easily explain why they are likely heroes in the other genres. By comparison, the horror hero is thrown into a situation he/she did not want nor chose, and is largely ill-prepared for. Yet when faced with the evil confronting him/her, our hero still manages to “saddle up”.
There is another reason why the Hammer Films (and the original “classics”) have always been special movies to me, and it is for incredible personal memories they produce for me. I have clearly been the biggest horror fan within my family, but my wife was becoming more of a fan as time went on. My wife died before Miss Amy officially became a teenager, which I know was very hard for both of us to deal with. Miss Amy quickly became the “only lady in my life”, as I was even more determined to be the best parent I could, since I now needed to be both mom and dad. With the help of some fantastic babysitters, I was able to make sure Amy was never alone when work kept me out late. I made sure we always had some special time the two of us could share by ourselves.
I was a bit surprised when Miss Amy wanted to watch some horror movies with me. Not wanting to scare her off the genre, I intentionally started her out with the “classics”. The first time we sat on the couch together and watched Bela Lugosi in DRACULA, I could tell at times she was scared, because she would sometimes grab my arm. But when it was over, she said it was ok, but everything looked so old it in. I think the word she used was ancient. So I pulled out one of the Hammers with Christopher Lee playing the count. She said she liked it better, but I could also tell it scared her more too. I had a couple of bruise marks on my arm from her death grips to prove it too (smiling).
So that became one of our horror rituals quite often. We would watch one of the original classics together, and then pull out one of the Hammer movies. Miss Amy always seemed to prefer the Hammer versions more. As she grew older, we continued to watch horrors together, both on the big screen and at home. When she would come home on a college break, we would always find the time to watch some horror movies together. Sometimes older ones, sometimes the newest releases, but we always made time to watch some of the Hammer ones again too. In many ways, I considered the Hammers to be “our horror movies”. Miss Amy died in her late 20’s, but it helped to know she was with her mom at least.
So now whenever I watch a Hammer flick, I always recall some of those special moments, watching them with my wife and later with my daughter. Yes, I know and admit there are horror movies that have more gore, and might produce a rare shiver for me now. But the Hammer movies will always be special ones to me too.
In closing I would simply like to thank Miss Heather for giving me the opportunity to express my thoughts. Maybe I have alluded to this before in some of our chats Miss Heather. But I don’t think I have ever phrased it quite like this if I have maam. I know you also lost your mom when you were young, and were raised by your dad who did his best to fill both roles as well. Many times when we chatted, you would say something, or answer a question I asked you. In doing that Miss Heather, you allowed me to realize I had been a much better father to Miss Amy than I had hoped I could be. For helping me know that sweet lady, I will always be eternally grateful to you (big hug).
I hope the ramblings of a non-blogger were at least worth the time it took to read them (if you are still reading, lol). To be perfectly honest I have to admit it now. Remember I said I loved horrors so much, because they most closely represented how I see the real world. My most favorite horror movies are those where the forces of evil manage to end up winning. Of course this usually happens in a small reveal while the credits are running. But it happens, and that is all it takes to make me grin like a madman. Shucks I did warn you folks I am a “sick puppy”. So what did you really expect me to say (grinning, tips my hat).