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defrogPeople often ask me how I learned to love B-grade horror movies. Well, like most people, I learned in the traditional American way: from TV horror hosts.
Almost every major city had one in the 60s and 70s, I think. Some were syndicated nationwide (Vampira, Zacherley, etc), but most were local people. Somehow, even Nashville had one:
Sir Cecil Creape, the Phantom of the Opry.
Yes. Explains a lot, doesn't it?
I have my dad to thank for even knowing who he is. He would let me stay up late to watch Creature Feature with him. The film I remember most is Dr X, for some reason.
Anyway, it looks cornball now, but to my eight-year-old self it was good creepy fun. And then Elvira came along to bring me to manhood (so to speak).
Yes mistress,
This is dF
Almost every major city had one in the 60s and 70s, I think. Some were syndicated nationwide (Vampira, Zacherley, etc), but most were local people. Somehow, even Nashville had one:
Sir Cecil Creape, the Phantom of the Opry.
Yes. Explains a lot, doesn't it?
I have my dad to thank for even knowing who he is. He would let me stay up late to watch Creature Feature with him. The film I remember most is Dr X, for some reason.
Anyway, it looks cornball now, but to my eight-year-old self it was good creepy fun. And then Elvira came along to bring me to manhood (so to speak).
Yes mistress,
This is dF
