Chip: "I hate K-State as much, or probably more, than anyone. But EcoKat gives me a boner."
We're fans of Horror Remix, which has quietly established a nice little cult following at the Bottleneck. Last night's event, "Horror Remix is Baked," broke with the usual tradition of boiling two or three films down to their core parts and instead offered a smorgasbord of clips from long-forgotten VHS horror flicks (with a few running motifs to link them). Although this seemed like a recipe for pure hilarity, there were still too many dead spots for such a bonanza of trash. However, we'd been waiting our whole lives to see an army of giant swimming rats chomp down on a synchronized swimming competition, so we were more than pleased with the event as a whole. Plus, there was free Larryville kettle corn and $2 PBR and Free State Octoberfest. We were pleased to reward our columnist Courtneybelle with a nice PBR for all her hard work recently, such as the following column, in which she visits a KC horror convention called "Crypticon."
Kansas City Crypticon By Courtneybelle
If you’ve never been to a comic, horror or furry convention, this may not be the place to start. I imagine that more populated conventions have fewer uncomfortable moments where you pretend to be interested in the kid from the “Chucky” movies, or some chick who was in Suspiria in 1977. And, for me, there is no earthly reason to pay $25-$30 for an autographed photo of Kane Hodder a.k.a. “the good Jason”.
Although, it was definitely the only place in K.C. where you could find out-of-print bootleg copies of The Beast With Five Fingers or Rape Squad. Or where a goth retailer in sequins and fishnets smilingly offered chocolate chip cookies while an enormous bleeding Jack Nicholson leered behind her. Certainly there’s nowhere else I could have expected to see “the guy in Texas Chainsaw Massacre” lick BBQ sauce off his fingers.
It must be said that creative horror legends like actor, Bill Moseley and FX artist Tom Sullivan are extremely gracious with their fans. However, the table by table display format of this event reminded me of a series of abysmal nudie booths where the voyeur is forced to stare blankly into the eyes of a stripper while she does her ironing.
It wasn’t all awkwardness, though. I learned that there is a magazine called Girls and Corpses. SOLD! So, after I get a subscription for everyone I know, my Christmas shopping will be done. Also, I had the pleasure of meeting the guys who run the Boulevard Drive In. They were very generous with free passes and have a great schedule of events. Don’t forget to check out their horror movie triple feature October 14th and 15th