“I’m that bad, am I?” I whispered, lips trembling. I was going to bawl again. “In all the world, with all the things humans have done, all the unspeakable horrors men have visited on other men, the unthinkable suffering of women and children worldwide at the hands of mankind, and I’m that bad!”
― Anne Rice, Memnoch the Devil
As you can all tell, Halloween is my favorite holiday. Turn up Tubular bells and picture the nuns walking through a wind swept street as leaves hit their gowns and children run past them in Halloween outfits.
We didn’t get electricity at my grandma’s house until 1984 so most of my T.V. watching was pretty bleak up till then. Even at that, it was a small battery operated T.V. so when I saw color, it looked pretty unusual, especially techni-color heehee – antique dude…
However, there was a Movie theater in the plaza and a drive inn in the summer. So as you can imagine, my imagination was vast and so I got scared very easily. It was at the Kit Carson Drive Inn Theater where I saw something unusual as a kid that bothered me into a few nightmares. It was a double feature – a weird, kind of apocalyptic movie type – called the Hills Have Eyes or something like that and the movie Race With the Devil. I think Peter Fonda was in it. What scared me the most was the scene where they come across the ceremony of devil worshipers chanting their chant or something. For some odd reason, that kind of creeped me out. Read More→