As a baby-boomer growing up in Philadelphia, I was raised on horror movies on Saturday afternoons introduced by an amiable ghoul named Dr. Shock and late night chiller theaters. It was during the recent marathon that the Twilight Zone entry called Eye of the Beholder aired. As a kid —the episode first aired in , when I was three years-old—I watched the show over and over again, my hands half-covering my eyes for the final reveal. And I recall how I later sadistically encouraged my sister, three years younger than I, to watch the same episode without warning her of the surprise ending, not-so-loving older brother that I was. Invaders from Mars : This is one of those movies that stays with you for years, giving you nightmares. A young kid Jimmy Hunt looks out his window and sees a spaceship crash into a nearby sandpit. Soon, his scientist father—and various other adults around him—begin to behave robotically, and now have mysterious marks behind their necks. Because the film centers on a little kid with a vivid imagination, I could relate to his trauma—and so, apparently, could many other folks my age who talk about watching Invaders from Mars for the first time and being genuinely frightened out of their minds. At first, the only survivors appear to be a guy from Detroit and a woman who tried to commit suicide by ingesting sleeping pills.
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Sign In. Evil Breed: The Legend of Samhain Hide Spoilers. Oh, this is so bad, it is funny. The only way one could explain something like this is a porn party with drugs that resulted in the resolution to make a movie just for fun. I mean: you get to see porn actresses topless, having sex, then killed by human mutants. There is plenty of gore, including the classic "something is wrong with her, oh no, it's half the person she used to be" and the accidental murder caused by panic. But you can also find funny stuff like intestines pulled through someone's ass and a guy running in the woods then finding himself decapitated by a wire tied between two trees that makes a metallic doiiing sound afterward, like in cartoons. Somehow there is a market for people going beyond porn, they really need to know what's inside an actress, mere genitals are not enough.
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If you glanced at what's come out in the past 20 years, you might think it's the amount of diced body tissue flying around the screen. Horror has always depended on shock value, but what really unsettles us hasn't changed much: an ominous sound from around the corner, an indecipherable figure in the distance, a sense of impending doom as somebody opens a door. Gore has its place, but only when it's attached to an idea. Hostel is less a spine-tingling chiller than an endurance test for ick along the lines of E! In the past few years, though, there's been a refreshing resurgence of old-fashioned craft in horror movies, and some are making profits that would make even Michael Bay envious. The Witch keeps you sweating and guessing until the last few minutes. Don't Breathe adds a fascinating twist to the old things-popping-out-of-the-dark formula. It Comes at Night unravels its survivalist mystery so carefully that you, too, might start to feel like you're boarded up in a house warding off threats from all sides.
