Nope. Not possible. But, the last ten or eleven days, I’ve been inhaling one or two a day. All Golden Age stuff (well, a little spillover). Started with watching The Thirteenth Guest from 1932 (I’m always looking for roots, for beginnings), and then I jumped ahead about fifty years. And, yeah, where’s My Bloody Valentine, right? That’s just because I watched it not long ago. And of course I’m always watching Friday the 13ths and Halloween and A Nightmare on Elm Street. Didn’t get around to Pranks (The Dorm that Dripped Blood), which I have on my shelf and a few more, but, hey — only so many hours in the day, right? But I did get all these into my head all over again:
Ah, Christmas slashers. Reminds me how, when I go on an island vacation this Christmas, I will revel in the disappointment that I could be shredded to pieces on a coral reef.
Thirteen Women is another long ago days slasher precursor. Something about that number, yeah.
thought Thirteen Women was what I’d bought, but then it was this one. which is fun. but I still need to dig up Thirteen Women.