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Scream King - Angus Scrimm

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Phantasm III: Lord of the Dead was released on May 6, 1994(limited).

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#horror #scifi #sciencefiction #fantasy #action

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You ever seen the Phantasm III car flip?

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PHANTASM SEQUEL WEEK

I re-watched Phantasm 3: Lord Of The Dead (1994)

Is a week of Phantasm sequels, starting with the third one, a bad idea for a theme week? Probably, but I watched them while I was depressed and now you have to deal with it.

In this third installment in the Franchise, main characters Reggie and Mike are split up when The Tall Man kidnaps Mike.

I love the original "Phantasm". Despite its flaws, it stands out as a truly unique horror film that plays with perceptions of reality, different dimensions and nightmares. Not only the terror and dread of nightmares, but also the sense of strangeness which often accompanies the fear. Not to mention, "Phantasm" introduced us to one of the great horror themes of all time.

"Phantasm 2" is a lot less of a classic, but it's still a pretty cool b-horror film. It's got fun practical effects and, while it doesn't feel anything like the first film, it's a good one to watch with friends. It bridges the gap toward the more action oriented sequels to come, and it adds to the more straightforward lore of the series.

It's here, with "Phantasm 3" that director Don Coscarelli's epic horror series truly goes off the rails a bit. Suddenly the comedy comes in, and comes in hard. The tone feels off. Sure, It's not all bad, but it certainly isn't all good either. In fact, if you aren't already a fan of this series or of b-horror, you probably won't want to sit through this movie. It's really mediocre and unoriginal filmmaking, something you shouldn't expect from Dom Coscarelli.

Look, Phantasm films have some bad acting, some low budgets and some silly ideas that don't always work...but often overcome that for many reasons. The first and foremost being the series' lore, which seems to be purposefully incomprehensible. It's under no obligation to make sense to you, because nightmares and alternate dimensions aren't obligated to make sense to you.For instance, the first "Phantasm" is a dreamy, dark and ultimately creepy trip through unpredictable weirdness that leaves you questioning everything about its narrative...this third installment leaves that tone behind for the most part. Favoring instead a horny middle aged man, a little kid with a six shooter and bumbling zombies. It's fun enough if you like B-Horror nonsense (which I do), but for those of us who have been chasing the dragon of that first Phantasm film...this one is definitely the series low point.

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Cindy Ambuehl Phantasm III: Lord of the Dead (1994)

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Phantasm III: Lord Of The Dead (1994) Japanese VHS.

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October 2024 Horror Movies Watched

#22. Phantasm III: Lord Of The Dead (1994)

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Scream King - Reggie Bannister

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You’re Safe with Me

Eddie Munson + Reader

*Warning* discussions of attempted sexual assault and rape, suicidal thoughts and strong language. Strangers, to friends to eventual lovers. Soft fluffy Eddie Munson.

Summary: Eddie decides to find a way to cheer you up with some horror movies and candy.

Part Three:

You looked at the selection but it was picked over by kids and parents who decided to stay home tonight to watch something scary to fit the mood. Your eyes fell on a few options, Prom Night, My Bloody Valentine, The Shining and The Exorcist; the later one you never could finish because you always found yourself falling asleep and missing the majority of the movie.

“Anything catching your eye?” You held the options out for Eddie to pine over himself, he looked at them with his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth. Your seen him doing that when he was working his campaigns or drawing a demon on his notebook; it was something you did occasionally as well but with you it looked goofy, with Eddie it was kind of cute.

“Well I’m up for anything, just so long as you don’t get too scared.” “I’ll have you know Munson I have seen four of these by myself and never had a single nightmare!” He gave you that cocky smile again and put his hands behind his back dancing in place. “Oh yeah? Even the exorcist huh? No fleeing to a church or begging for forgiveness from the lord?” “Nope, I actually find that one to be a bit slow and so is the shining. Everyone gets so scared but it’s not even remotely terrifying. I like the style and cinematography but they’re not the most terrifying movie I’ve seen.” His eyebrows raised in curiosity; “What would be the most terrifying movie you’ve ever seen?” “I haven’t found one that’s actually scared me, so perhaps you could make a better selection.” “But it’s your choice remember.” “Munson, pick out a few movies for me while I run to the ladies room. When I come back I’ll look them over.” He nodded and began to excavate the collection of tapes.

You stared at yourself in the mirror, streaks of mascara and eyeliner had run down your face, the glossy gold eyeshadow on your cheeks was patchy and not as defined as it had been earlier. You took a paper towel and soaked it to rub off the makeup. Slowly revealing your face as it usually looked. Red and blotchy from the acne scars, the pale eyes that you usually rimmed with black liner and the pale chapped lips that were so small they were barely without the lipstick you had on tonight. You reached in your bag and touched up your face to look more like your usual self, tugging the pants Eddie had given you higher up around your waist to keep them from falling. You looked back to face the reflection again; it wasn’t anything spectacular but at least you looked like you again.

When you walked out you saw Eddie sprawled on the ground like a child as he looked at his lineup of films. He leaned against his arm as he pondered the selection, unaware he was being watched. He looked up and smiled at you. “I think I have a few options you might like.” You took a spot next to him, his body was hot next to yours, somehow he had worked up a sweat just looking at the movies. You ignored the heat radiating off him and looked at the tapes. American Werewolf in London, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, The Fog, The Evil Dead, Prom Night, Phantasm and The Thing.

All good, all movies you had seen, and just straight up blood and gore for some. “Can we pick more than one?” Eddie smiled “Absolutely, pick whatever you want, you need some cheering up and I’m just here for the popcorn.” You grabbed the entire collection and ran to the counter. “Hey now! I assumed you meant three!” Eddie laughed and followed after you; Robin turned around and began to scan the tapes for you both, her eyes darted from you to Eddie and back to the tapes a couple times. She looked back towards Steve who was still trying to place labels on the covers.

“So big night for you two huh?” You looked at her, it wasn’t a judgemental comment just idle curiosity, after all while you and Eddie hadn’t been together in an official capacity there was still some sort of connection between you that was not yet defined. “And obviously going to be a rather disgusting one at that.” Robin’s face grimaced as she seen the creature on the back of the Thing. You laughed and threw Eddie a look, he wasn’t paying much attention to you, his eyes were fixed on the candy selection as he tried to decide what he wanted. “He’s just cheery me up. Had a bit of a rough night.” “Did you hear about Chris’ party?” You hesitated as Robin placed the tales in a bag and waited on Eddie to make up his mind. “About the party itself or didn’t something else happen?” Robin smiled and leaned over just for you to hear, “Kate came in and told us he was planning something to the extent of a big orgy and was trying to see how many of his friend could get with her. She heard about it and spread the word. By this time tomorrow Chris McDowell will no longer be the most popular guy in Hawkins.” “Because that title is mine.” Steve chirped in, still focused on his task but apparently aware of the customers.

“What candy do you want L/N? I’m a Reese’s pieces guy myself, do you want M&M’s, milk duds, snow caps, dots, Mike & Ikes, Good and Plenty…” “I’ll have peanut M&M’s and milk duds Eddie.” “Interesting.” He placed the selection along with a bag of popcorn. Robin rang them up and gave you the total, Eddie had a membership card to get the movies and paid the $7.50 for the snacks. “You two have a good night.” “You too.” You said as the two carried on with their work. Eddie opened your door again and handed you the bag.

“Okay, you ready?” You looked at the clock on the dash, 8:30, as far as mom knew you were going to be out until 10 or 11 at the latest. Just so long as you got home before midnight she was fine with it. “You sure it’s okay if I come over?” “No it’s cool. My uncle is at work now until around 3 so it would just be us. You think you can handle being alone with the freak that long?” “I’m presently alone with you right now, and I have to be home by 11. So one movie or two.” “Sounds good.” You laughed and glanced back towards the video store, Robin and Steve were laughing as they cleaned up Eddie’s mess and began to close the store. “I might be able to call my mom and see if I can stay out with a friend for a bit longer, maybe 12 at the latest.” You smiled as Eddie roared out of the parking lot to head back to his trailer.

You’d never set foot in these parts of Hawkins but you didn’t have a fear about it. You probably should be worried because Eddie was taking you somewhere he knew but you didn’t, yet so far he was probably the most decent man you ever been near. He led you into the trailer and began to pick up a few clothes and dishes that were strewn around the room, it was messy and smelled of stale cigarettes. Smaller than your living room at home and even your mom’s bedroom, but it was cozy. Eddie ran back to the bedroom and brought out a pair of men’s boxers; you glared back at him. “I’m I figured these would fit better than my pants and I thought you would rather wear these than that. Unless you want to keep my jeans?” “The jeans are fine, thank you. I could use a belt though if you have an extra one?” He ran to the room and came back with a black leather belt that had an odd clip to hold it.

“Are those… handcuffs?” He laughed, “Yeah, I used to be into magic so I had them lying around; cheaper than buying a new belt you know.” “Eddie the magnificent! Has a nice ring to it, you still know any tricks today?” “Nothing of merit, and it’s kind of dorky.” “Eddie you play Dungeons and Dragons, and read the Lord of The Rings; you’re already a bit of a dork.” “Yes but I’m a sexy dork; magic doesn’t make you sexy.” “You underestimate yourself Munson.” You were amazed how coolly you said it. He smiled and made his way over to the microwave as you adjusted the belt on the jeans.

“You want your M&M’s mixed in the popcorn or would you just like it straight?” “Good question, I’ve never put them in the popcorn before but you can add it in there if you want.” He smiled and poured a small amount in the bowl and gave it to you before dumping the entire bag of Reese’s pieces in his and going to put one of the tapes in. You looked at the slight peak of boxers showing out of his jeans, averting your eyes to one of the hats on the wall. “Wow, must like baseball huh?” “My uncle Wayne is the fan, he used to play baseball and was hoping to get into the minor leagues.” “Really?” “Yeah then he had an accident and couldn’t play anymore. But you ask him anything about baseball and he knows it.” “What about you?” “I’m into music and art. You know the nerdy things.” “That’s not nerdy, it’s just creative. And I’ve seen those things you draw in class and heard you play your guitar. You’re a talented guy yourself Eddie.” He stood up and walked over to the sofa taking the spot beside you, resting the bowl of popcorn onto his lap and nestling into the cushions. “Not enough to get out of Hawkins.”

“Where would you like to go?” “I’d love to play the Whiskey A Go Go in LA, maybe Maddison Square garden, shredding my guitar and making my name.” “What else?” “What else would there be?” “You ever thought about having a family? Or where you would live?” Eddie took a handful of the popcorn in his mouth, the crunch covering the silence. “Have you?” “A little, I mean I don’t think I’ll be able to do much after school, I never really assumed I’d have a great career. Kids? Once upon a time I liked the idea of it and same with marriage; but realistically I wont make it that far. I’m lucky if I make it to twenty.” “How so?” “I just don’t feel there’s much of a life for me.”

Eddie paused and a knowing look crept onto his face, he set the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table and curled his right leg on the couch before scooting closer to you. “What do you mean?” “Eddie, I know my circumstances and they’re not great. What’s the point of it?” “Don’t say that. I’m sure things are not as bad as you think they are right now.” “Eddie Chris McDowell tried to assault me tonight. Everyone in school will hear about this tomorrow and I’m going to be the town slut after this.” “He didn’t do anything, and I know that. Robin said that Kate found out what he was intending so I’m sure Chris will be the one everyone will be talking about not you.”

You glanced at the tv, the ghosts on the ship coming out to slowly take one victim at a time. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Eddie still staring at you. “F/N, you know I am here if you want to talk.” “Eddie listen you are really sweet for this. The movies, the ride, the clothes; I mean it’s all been very sweet. But would you have spoken to me if you didn’t see the circumstances that you found me in?” He began to play with a lock of his hair, twisting it between his fingers and splitting it in half. “I know who you are L/N. I always sit near you and always find myself… looking at you when your nose is deep in a book. You like to read gothic horror stories like Edgar Allen Poe or H.P Lovecraft. And you always smell like this sweet floral perfume, I’ve never smelled anything like that but it’s probably my favorite smell in the world. You like to drink tea not coffee and you sneak cigarettes when you think no one is looking.” “But would you talk to me or do any of this?”

Eddie brought his face dangerously close to yours, his voice lowered to a whisper. “I have been trying to work up the courage to ask you out on a date for god knows how long, mind you this wasn’t exactly how I imagined the situation would be. I mean I was hoping you would be at that party so I could maybe get the chance to talk to you.” He smiled and took in a deep breath, his hands taking yours. “Then you ran into me and yeah that wasn’t ideal.” You shook your head and wiped a stray tear from the corner of your eye. “But I knew you needed someone, I didn’t want to see you hurt like this so I’ve been doing my best to cheer you up. I guess I’m pretty lousy at this huh?” “No you’re a natural.”

He stopped the tape and got up to take it out, you followed him over to the tv and stood between the two. “Listen Eddie, back at the video store. When we were in the car and you said you thought I was pretty…” A blush began to form on the tip of his nose, making his freckles pop and him looking like a strawberry. “Did you, I mean were you?” He looked up with those big brown eyes under a mop of curly bangs. “Were you wanting to kiss me?” He hesitated and put the tape back in its case before placing another in the player.

“Honestly? Yes.” You felt your heartbeat in your stomach, drew in a sharp breath and began to inch closer to Eddie’s face. “But I can’t.” You pulled back, the space between you now wide enough for another person. “Oh. Why not?” “Because you deserve better than this.” “Better than you, you mean?” “A little, but also after what happened to you I didn’t think it was right to try and make a move on you.” “Really?” “Yeah, you deserve to be treated better than what you were tonight, you should decide if a man kisses you or takes you out or…”

You pulled his face to yours and planted your lips on his for a deep kiss; he tensed up at first before his body softened and he pulled you closer to him, his tongue darting around your mouth and his lips soft like rose petals. You pulled away and he released you; both your faces were bright red and you’re out of breath.

“What was that?” “You said I should decide what happened to me, so I was just taking the matter into my own hands.” “You mean, you wanted me to kiss you?” “Honestly Eddie I think you’re the only guy I’ve ever wanted to kiss me. You think you want to try it again?” “Hell yes!” He wrapped you in his arms and carried you over to the sofa, the movies and the earlier events long forgotten between the two of you. All you wanted was to have Eddie kissing you until daybreak, and he would happily take that challenge.

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Bolesław Leśmian - The Girl

Twelve brothers who believed in dreams, scouted a wall among phantasms; Beyond the wall there cried a voice - voice of a Girl long gone through chasms.

They fell in love with voice’s sound and with their own wishful believing, And tried to guess shape of her lips from how her song died out in grieving.

They said “she cries therefore she is” - and nothing else they said but wondered, They blessed the world with sign of cross - and then the world grew still and pondered.

The hammers held in hardened hands, they launched against the walls in clamor! And night was blind, and couldn’t tell: which part was man and which - the hammer?

“Let’s hurry and undo cold stone, before in death the Girl’s enrusted!” The youngest brother thus cried out - and in their hammers’ strength they trusted.

But all their efforts were in vain, their arms exertions and pain - futile! They sacrificed their bodies to the dream enticing, yet so brutal!

Their chests caved in, their bones crushed down, decayed their hands and faded faces… They died together in one day and shared one night’s eternal spaces.

But dead men’s shadows - my good Lord! - instead of stopping they persisted! And they went on, in eerie time - the hammers’ sounds continued, twisted.

They clanged ahead! And back they clashed! And upwards in resounding clamor! And night was blind, and couldn’t tell: which part was shade and which - the hammer?

“Let’s hurry and undo cold stone, before in death the Girl’s enrusted!” The youngest shadow thus cried out - and in their hammers’ strength they trusted.

But suddenly their strength had waned, night came and they were overpowered! And - since you never die enough - they died again, by dark devoured.

Never enough, never the way the moribund would want, departing!… Their substance - lost without a trace, their story closed instead of starting!

But stalwart hammers - my good Lord! - didn’t surrender to bereavement! And on their own they fought the wall, rumbling for naught but the achievement!

They rumbled forth through days and nights, sweating like humans do, through clamor! And night was blind, and couldn’t tell: what’s hammer if not just a hammer?

“Let’s hurry and undo cold stone, before in death the Girl’s enrusted!” The youngest hammer thus cried out - and in their own pure strength they trusted.

And the wall fell with booming crash, sounding through every nook and cranny! Alas! Beyond they found no Girl, only the waiting void; uncanny.

There was no eyes! There was no lips! Nobody’s fate needed securing! There was but voice - and only voice, nothing but voice tempting and luring!

Nothing but night, and cries, and grief, and loss in every uttered letter! This is the world! Such awful world! Couldn’t it have been different, better?

Against the dreams that lied out loud, against the wish obliterated, The hammers finally went to rest, relief deserved and so belated.

And there was silence all around! The emptiness reigning forever! Why do you mock that emptiness although it doesn’t mock you ever?

Translation: Maria Gral

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The National film registry is announcing this years additions in the next couple days, so i wanted to share what my 50 votes were this year.

300 (Zach Snyder, 2007)

AFL-NFL World Championship Game-with ads (1963)

Akira (Katsuhiro Ôtomo, 1988)

Aladdin (Ron Clements and John Musker 1992)

Batman (Tim Burton, 1989)

Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure (Stephen Herek, 1989)

The Birdcage (Mike Nichols,1996)

Captain America: The First Avenger (Joe Johnston, 2011)

A Charlie Brown Christmas (Bill Melendez, 1965)

A Christmas Carol (Edwin L. Marin, 1938)

Couples Retreat (Peter Billingsley, 2009)

The Evil Dead (Sam Raimi, 1981)

A Few Good Men (Rob Reiner, 1992)

Fiddler on the Roof (Norman Jewison, 1971)

Finding Nemo (Andrew Stanton and Lee Unkrich. 2003)

The Fugitive (Andrew Davis, 1993)

Godzilla (Ishirô Honda, 1954)

The Good the Bad and the Ugly (Sergio Leone, 1967)

The Great Escape (John Sturges, 1963)

The Green Mile (Frank Darabont, 1999)

Happy Gilmore (Dennis Dugan, 1996)

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone (Chris Columbus, 2001)

Harvey (Henry Koster, 1950)

How to Train your Dragon (Dean DeBlois and Chris Sanders, 2010)

The Hunting trilogy-Looney Tunes (Rabbit Fire, Rabbit Seasoning, Duck! Rabbit, Duck!)

The Incredibles (Brad Bird, 2004)

John Wick (Chad Stahelski, 2014)

Kung Fu Panda (Mark Osborne and John Stevenson, 2008)

Lethal Weapon (Richard Donner, 1987)

The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (Peter Jackson, 2002)

The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (John Lounsbery, Wolfgang Reitherman, and Ben Sharpsteen, 1977)

Monty Python and the Holy Grail (Terry Gilliam and Terry Jones,1975)

Metropolis (Fritz Lang, 1927)

My Big Fat Greek Wedding (Joel Zwick, 2002)

My Cousin Vinny (Jonathan Lynn, 1992)

Mulan (Tony Bancroft and Barry Cook, 1998)

The Nativity Story (Catherine Hardwicke, 2006)

The Parent Trap (David Swift, 1961)

The Passion of the Christ (Mel Gibson, 2004)

Phantasm (Don Cascorelli, 1979)

The Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl (Gore Verbinski, 2003)

RED (Robert Schwentke, 2010)

Spider-Man (Sam Raimi, 2002)

Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby (Adam McKay, 2006)

The Truman Show (Peter Weir, 1998)

Unbreakable (M. Night Shyamalan, 2000)

The Usual Suspects (Bryan SInger, 1995)

War games (John Badham, 1983)

While You Were Sleeping (Jon Turteltaub, 1995)

You Can’t Take it With You (Frank Capra, 1938)