Okay... Over the Course of the 2020 mess I have found comfort in spine tingling, spectacular oddities of the 50's and 60's!
The one and only Vincent Price, who's voice creates the perfect nuance of comfort and fright. Vincent, the seamster of peculiar notions often contemplated by the common man. Mr. Price, who's voice both haunts and comforts in the terrors that he himself delves and weaves like the silken velvets that lilt upon ones ears.
The man is a commentary genius! Upon listening first to his voice in the narration of The Gold Bug by Edgar Allen Poe I fell in love with his ability to narrate. (That can be found on Youtube)
I just about nearly jumped out of my skin while he read The Smoker! (a story about a boy who finds a possessed skeleton that smokes to keep rodents from nesting in it's mouth while it decomposes)
I have probable listened to every narration, watched every movie and every short! out of everything I think my favorite has been The House On Haunted Hill!
This film is a 1959 Horror / Suspense. I am normally not a fan of the new horror portrayed in the modern media. Jump scares are cheap methods to bring thrill and adrenaline, where as a true woven story created by long drawn out suspense and phycological tricks can create a true sense of terror!I will quickly also note that I am completely opposed to ever watching another Alfred Hitchcock movie due to his questionable morals and abuse he put female through during his productions. I find his films to be more haunting due to the reality behind the making of his films to be the true culprit of horror. Hitchcock (in my personal opinion) is the source of horror, not his films. (The birds is a good example of this)
The House On Haunted Hill:
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