Back in the late 60’s when I first started watching old
horror movies was probably when I was first exposed at a very young age to the
show Creature Features. Every Friday night, without fail the scene would play
out pretty much the same way as it did on the previous Friday night. Mom would
be in her bedroom putting on make up, getting ready to go out with her friends,
my older sister would be in her room yakking with one of her friends, and there
I’d be sitting on the front porch wondering which horrifying monster Creature Features was going to be
serving up to me that night. Finally as Mom was getting ready to leave she would tell my sister the
same thing as before.
“Keep an eye on your little brother, and make sure he
doesn’t stay up to watch those god awful horror movies again!”
Of course that never worked because she would always coax my
silence with fresh popcorn whenever she would secretly invite one of her
friends over after our mother would tell her not to. So long about 7:00 PM,
Midge would arrive and they would immediately go to my sisters room, with
little care as to what I was doing mind you, and long about 8:20 or so they
would come out and make hot buttered popcorn for my scare-a-thon before
returning to the bedroom. I didn’t know what they were doing in there, hell I
didn’t care either.. All I knew was
soon, very soon, I would be completely
immersed in the disturbing world of my
beloved Creature Features.
The lights would go off, the TV would come on and long about
6:00 PM that music.. That wonderfully creepy music would permeate my
senses.. and then- the title.. “The
completely horrifying monster thingy that dripped blood and ate people!” Dun
Dun DUUUUNNNNNN!!! ohhhhhh my.. A CLASSIC IN THE MAKING!! I don’t know what it
was exactly, maybe it was due to the fact that I was only nine years old, but
everything- especially the monster movies seemed a lot scarier then. The opening scene would always set you up,
the black & white film would crackle to life.. An old car would slowly roll to a stop on a
deserted dirt road leading into a heavily wooded area. The young attractive
couple would seductively smile at each other, he would turn of the headlights
as they leaned into each other for that first yucky germ spreading kiss. (Hey!
Back off! I was NINE! OK??)
Slowly the camera would pan through the front wind
shield, across the hood of the car, and
there, just at the edge of the treeline something would stir. Eyes widening,
that first delicious mouthful of semi burnt popcorn, (that your idiot sister never learned how to
properly make..) Eyes straining, leaning
forward, almost holding your breath. then you see the foilage along the trees
rustling.. Ohhhhh.. its moving toward
the drivers side of the car.. That means its gonna eat the guy first! ohh she’s
gonna see the whole thing and she’s gonna scream at the top of her lungs.. and then.. its going to drag her off into the
woods where it swallows her whole and then spits out her bones!! SWEET!
and of course your bravery is
short lived as you see it for the first
time. Its Bipedal, it has twelve eyes,
its hairy, has six long gnarly disgusting claw like digits- which of course are
also hairy.. Over all it has a serious hygiene problem and is the most
horrifying thing you’ve ever seen.
The orchestra kicks into overdrive as it rips the cardoor
open, and brutally murders the dumbfounded young man in the drivers seat in the
most brutally efficient, disgusting manner, that the human imaginations of the
period were allowed to film at the time. and of course it would scare the living
shit out of you, and popcorn would spew from your mouth and bowl and would fill
the air, and thats how your mother would find you two hours later when she
would return home from her date night. Huddled under a pile of blankets, behind
the sofa,11:00 o’clock news playing on the television, popcorn right where it was supposed to be..
all over the floor, all because you were convinced that YOU were next! Lordy I loved that show!!
My siblings and I used to watch Creature Features too. I had forgotten all about it till I read this blog. Thanks for the memory and now I have to go remind my little brother about it :-))
ReplyDeleteOurs was Monster Movie Matinee on Saturdays. The 1 p.m. start should have ruined the effect but in smalltown USA in winter, with grayish sun or dark clouds, it could be effective, especially when Mom remembered at dusk that sonny boy was supposed to get a haircut and the barber was clear across the bridge and back down a dark driveway. "Sure you're only seven, kid, but I tell you Frankenstein's monster is NOT waiting under the bridge and besides that was a little girl he killed, so get going." I'm not sure my feet touched pavement going to or returning.
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