My fondest memory of 900 and 976 numbers was when I was about 10 years old. I was huge into video games, and when I heard a commercial on TV for “action arcade”, I knew I had to put a few quarters into that machine. I ended up calling it about 8 times in a couple days before I realized that there were only 3 different outcomes no matter how many times I called. I didn’t think anything of it, but about a week or two later my mom asked me if I had been calling any phone numbers that I shouldn’t have. The phone bill ended up being $20 more than usual, and I was up shit’s creek with a turd for a paddle. A few years later, Robert Englund turned the 976 number on it’s ear with his directorial debut ”976-EVIL“
If you read this site every so often, you might notice that there haven’t been any updates recently. The reason for that is my wife had a baby the second week of June and I haven’t gotten a chance to take a shit without falling asleep, let alone watch and review any movies. Thankfully, I was able to peel myself away for a hour and a half and watch Larry Cohen’s 1974 film “It’s Alive“, which is about what else? A baby that kills people. Sounds like a great movie for a new parent to watch, right?. Let’s examine it a little further, shall we?
An opening shot of a man shooting a gun at what appears to be a body tied up in a canvas bag and a single line of dialog – “The boat can leave now, tell the crew” is the only clue Lucio Fulci provides you before the title of Zombie. Next we know, that boat is sailing aimlessly into the New York harbor, where some Coast Guard officers find what’s left of the crew – a lone decaying zombie – and it’s got a hankerin’ for some fresh flesh.
For this week’s Trailer Tuesday, we bring you the trailer for the 1981 David Cronenberg film SCANNERS
Scanners is a good mix of Sci-Fi and Horror/Suspense from the master David Cronenberg, and features the infamous exploding head clip that you’ve probably seen all over the internet. Check out our review of Scanners and find out more about the ConSec plot to take over the world with their telekinetic army.
In 1945, a returning WWII vet gets a “Dear John” letter from his girlfriend telling him that she just can’t wait any longer for him to come home. Instead of doing what any sane person would do – namely moving on with your life and forgetting about such a hurtful bitch – he stalks her and her new man at a graduation dance. When they decide that the dance is too dead for their tastes, they slip out and go visit a lover’s point to get a little action on. While the couple is starting to get hot and heavy, the vet makes his move and impales them on the business end of his pitchfork, leaving a single rose in the hand of his ex. The crime is never solved, and no graduation dances were ever held on the same location again… Not until 1980, that is, when it’s time for a new graduation dance.
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