The Master Suspense Thrill Show! See The Horror Chamber of Dr. Faustus, cringe in terror from The Manster! Ah, the good old days, when two movies were shown back to back for an admission fee that was about 1/15th the cost of today. You could spend a few leisurely hours in a nicely air-conditioned theater, sitting in the balcony, munching on popcorn (or flicking it across the heads of the patrons below) and too many sugary sweets, watching the horror. Now the horror is more likely seated next to you, with someone eating something smelly, that idiot in the front who can’t seem to stop texting, the guy with the pail of Coke and a small bladder, and you looking back toward the concession stand you can no longer afford. Oh, wait, at least you can spend a few hours–no balcony anymore, bummer–watching a single movie that is as long as a double bill. That’s something, I suppose.
A most frightful double-bill. HAPPY HALLOWEEN, ZOMBOS!
Ditto! Happy Halloween!
Happiest of Halloweens!