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Vincent Price documentary on TCM captures the day he came to my hometown, Muncie

Yesterday, I was watching the new documentary “Vincent Price: What Keeps Us Alive,” which I had DVRd from TCM’s premiere of the program Friday evening, and found it quite good. I’ve always liked Price and if you search for his name here on this site you’ll find posts about when I met him at an airport in the early 1980s and when I met his kind and generous daughter, Victoria Price, this summer here in Knoxville.

But as I was watching the documentary, I was startled to see some B-roll footage of Price talking to a large group of people and the caption read, “Vincent Price visits Ball State Teachers College 1963.”

If I’d ever known Price had visited my hometown of Muncie, Indiana, I’d forgotten that fact.

I was a pre-schooler at the time of his visit and was a few years away from becoming the huge fan of horror movies that I would become.

For his part, Price was in another of his career high points. He’d been acting on stage and screen since the 1930s and co-starred in “Laura” in 1944. He’d become, along with Boris Karloff, the king of American horror films in the mid-century, starring in a string of classic films like “The Tingler” and “House on Haunted Hill” in 1959.

His film roles in the 1960s brought him another kind of fame as he played the lead in a string of Edgar Allan Poe adaptations for director/producer Roger Corman and American International Pictures. Right before his Muncie visit the latest of those films, “The Raven” had been released and more films now regarded as classics were to come.

Price was in the midst of something else in 1963. He was promoting the democratization of art as part of a promotion by huge retailer Sears to encourage people to buy prints of works of art by great artists. As part of that promotion, Price appeared in hundreds of cities and towns, showcasing the art prints available at Sears and giving talks at local colleges and universities.

Among those was Ball State Teachers College in Muncie, where the footage used in the documentary was captured. The school was renamed Ball State University in 1965.

I was curious how the local newspapers covered Price’s appearance. It wasn’t that long before the aging newspaper editors, out of touch with popular culture, would question the need to put the 1980 assassination of John Lennon, for example, on page one.

But Price had the right mixture of old Hollywood and art appreciation to convince the editors to cover his March 6, 1963 appearance.

Both the Muncie Star and the Muncie Evening Press ran announcements of his appearance in advance and covered him at receptions with the city’s leading industrialists and philanthropists like various Ball and Kitselman family members.

I’m most proud of coverage by Roy Bigger of the Muncie Evening Press, who wrote a page one story for March 7 about Price’s talk to an “overflow audience” at a Ball State convocation in which he talked about art and the public’s right to know, understand, appreciate and own art. That’s where Sears’ art collection offerings came in, of course. He talked about writers like Tennessee Williams and artists like James Whistler.

About 500 people had to be turned away from the convocation in Ball State’s Assembly Hall, Bigger reported.

So cool to discover, even 60 years after the fact, the meeting of my hometown and one of my favorite film actors.

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Universal Monsters Channel and other FAST channels lurk in your cable TV hinterlands, and they’re weird

They’re out there. They’re lurking in your TV lineup.

And they’re weird.

I’m talking not just about the Universal Monsters Channel, but other odd and occasionally cool channels in the 1,000-something range on your cable television lineup. Maybe 10,000-something.

Somewhere up there in the channel range you can’t easily just stumble across, and also on services like Roku, apparently, are channel offerings like the Universal Monsters Channel, which true to its name offers 24/7 showings of classic Universal horror films of the 1930s-1950s like “Bride of Frankenstein” and the Creature from the Black Lagoon trilogy as well as newer films from Universal.

But it’s not just Universal monsters that are hiding in there, waiting to be stumbled upon. There’s a channel that offers nothing but Universal mainstream movies, channels that are devoted to TV series like “Xena,” “Andromeda,” “The Virginian,” “Las Vegas” … there’s a lot and a lot of it is pretty obscure.

The oddest thing about these channels is how they’re set up. You can’t click a channel on at, say, 10 p.m. to watch “Frankenstein” or your favorite episode of “Xena.”

And you can’t set your DVR to record any of the movies or shows.

The FAST – which stands for Free Ad-Supported Streaming Television – channels don’t care about your schedule or your pathetic “time-shifting” goals. If you want to see “Revenge of the Creature” and it’s on at 2 in the morning, by god, you set your alarm and get up and watch it through bleary eyes.

The movies and shows are advertising supported but at least on my cable lineup they don’t seem to have many ads. So you might see a 30-second spot for a coffeemaker, for example, followed by 90 seconds of this:

Yes, a countdown until the movie or show resumes.

These channels are odd. They’re more like old-timey television, in the days before you could record and time-shift to watch a show later. Although you can’t count on anything starting on the hour or half hour, because the programming doesn’t have breaks full of commercials or previews. One movie ends and the next begins.

In other words, don’t count on starting your binge of any of these shows from the beginning on a FAST channel.

Variety reported a while back that nearly 2,000 of these FAST channels are available.

In March 2025, Deadline reported that Universal had launched 40 FAST channels dedicated to the SNL vault, “Little House on the Prairie,” “Murder She Wrote” and other programs. And yes, a lot of the programming is available elsewhere on streaming.

But only with FAST channels could you turn on your TV on a random Tuesday and still be seeing Frankenstein’s monster or Nellie Oleson a week later. (Yes, I had to look up the spelling.)

It’s all out there. In a chaotic but totally locked-in manner. And it’s probably hidden in the far reaches of your cable dial.

TCM’s Halloween month: It’s the most wonderful time of the year! (Plus a new Vincent Price documentary!)

Hopefully you recognize the wonderful Victoria Price, daughter of classic actor Vincent Price, in that shot with me, taken at this summer’s CreepyCon here in Knoxville.

CreepyCon was a lot of fun, but meeting Ms. Price and getting a chance to tell her about the time I met her father was a highlight of the day. That story in a moment.

I’m making special note of the one-and-only Vincent Price in part because a new documentary about him, “Vincent Price: What Keeps Us Alive,” debuts on TCM (Turner Classic Movies) on October 30. In addition to Ms. Price, the doc features interviews with people who knew, worked with and admired Vincent Price like Tim Burton, John Waters, Bill Hader, Alice Cooper, Patton Oswalt and Cassandra Peterson, also known as Elvira, Mistress of the Dark.

The documentary puts a button on TCM’s buildup to what’s one of my top two holidays.

I grew up watching Price’s films and other classic horror and terror movies when I could catch them at drive-in theaters or on late-night TV, years before the era of home video and cable TV. We cherished, as film fans and monster fanatics, the opportunity to see them. It’s a lot easier now thanks to the plethora of horror films online and on streaming.

For a couple of decades, TCM and other movie channels like AMC bridged the gap for us, never more so than in October, when TV and cable programmed a delightful number of horror films, including the work of Price.

When I got to speak with Ms. Price at CreepyCon I got to tell her my favorite of her father’s films which in some ways bracketed the most active years of his career, “House on Haunted Hill” from 1958 – before I was born – and “The Abominable Dr. Phibes” in 1971, when I was still a kid. (Vincent Price died in 1993.)

This year, TCM is doing a lot of Halloween programming and much of it is the kind of material that helps TCM distinguish itself from other channels and streaming services. (Link at the end of this post to a TCM page that went up just today with program highlights.)

A centerpiece of TCM’s October programming is always “Creepy Cinema,” in which TCM host Ben Mankiewicz and guest host Mario Cantone spotlight some fun and often campy films, which this year put the emphasis on campy with films featuring Bette Davis, Joan Crawford and Angela Lansbury. But there’s also some films genuinely perfect for the mini-film festival including “The Sentinel” (1977), which my friends and I had a ball with, vintage Hammer horrors and “The Thing From Another World” from 1951, one of my very favorite films and the forerunner of John Carpenter’s classic “The Thing” from 1982.

The last two days of the month, TCM has scheduled, besides the Price documentary, 27 films including the 1979 Frank Langella “Dracula,” 1974’s offbeat “Phantom of the Paradise” and others.

TCM’s programmers seem intent on giving us an experience we can’t get anywhere else. Most of these films we might be able to find elsewhere, but probably not all and we wouldn’t have the great intros and outros of the TCM hosts.

Before the link to the TCM roundup, my Vincent Price story:

In 1982, I was about four years into my gig reviewing movies for the evening paper where I worked. I’d begun in 1978, while I was starting college, and I reviewed films until 1990. By 1990, I had begun covering government, politics and crime and where the three intersected.

But while I was still reviewing movies, I did interviews with directors like John Carpenter and George Romero and went to press junkets, including the 1982 junket for “Conan the Barbarian,” the first film featuring Arnold Schwarzenegger as the Robert E. Howard adventurer.

After a couple of days of interviews in Chicago, I was at O’Hare Airport waiting to fly back home when I spotted, near my gate, Vincent Price sitting by himself across the way.

No one else was around – we were both early for our respective flights – and I walked over to him. He invited me to sit down and I explained, probably in starstruck manner, how much I loved his films and performances.

Although he undoubtedly got recognized all the time – and would soon reach another, modern level of fame with the “rap” on Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” hit – he was kind and gracious. He invited me to sit down and we talked for a half-hour about movies, TV, Chicago and travel. He was so nice and kind.

At CreepyCon a few weeks ago, I told Victoria Price how much I appreciated her father’s reaction and encouragement of this barely-past-college-age fan.

She thanked me and said she would mention my anecdote when she spoke to a crowd later.

I won’t be missing the TCM documentary about Vincent Price, a kind and gracious man. Here’s that TCM link:

https://www.tcm.com/articles/now-playing-newsletter/60298/tcm-does-halloween

Regal theater chain showing 31 nights of horror films for Halloween

I’m not sure what’s better – watching a good horror movie in the (darkened) comfort of your home or watching in a theater.

(You notice I’m not including the stone-age choice here of watching a horror movie in a drive-in theater, although I watched plenty that way growing up and as a young adult. Bless the drive-in theaters that operate today, but going to a drive-in these days is more of a fun “going to a drive-in” exercise, not a “going to see a movie” exercise.)

I’ve certainly seen many more horror films at home in the past decade or two, more than I’ve seen in theaters. But back in the day, including the period from 1978 to 1990 when I was reviewing movies for my hometown newspaper, I saw a lot of horror movies in the theater. I mean: “Halloween.”

That’s why I believe seeing any movie in a theater, especially a horror movie, is such a great experience. I definitely saw horror movies in theaters before I saw “The Exorcist” in 1973. (I’m still not quite sure how I saw the film, one of the greatest films and one of the greatest horror films ever, in the theater. I was years too young to have bought a ticket for an R-rated film. And yet …)

Anyway, I think I’ll always prefer seeing a good horror film in a theater. The big screen. The great sound. The cathartic feeling of an audience sharing a scare. And yes, even the shouted warnings from excited members of the audience. (“Watch out! He’s behind you!”)

And while I can’t say I’ll definitely see one of the horror films that the Regal theater chain plans to show in October, it’s very tempting to try to work that into my schedule.

Across the country, Regal is offering its “31 Screams on Screens” promotion, screening horror films from decades of scary movies for the low price of $7.99 a ticket.

The selection of films includes some of my favorites as well as some I haven’t seen. Here’s the list:

Oct. 1 — The Blackcoat’s Daughter (2015)
Oct. 2 — The Shining (1980)
Oct. 3 — Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992)
Oct. 4 — The Conjuring (2013)
Oct. 5 — Poltergeist (1982)
Oct. 6 — The Haunting (1999)
Oct. 7 — Crimson Peak (2015)
Oct. 8 — Tales from the Hood (1995)
Oct. 9 — In the Mouth of Madness (1994)
Oct. 10 — Pet Sematary (1989)
Oct. 11 — Drag Me to Hell (2009)
Oct. 12 — The Thing (1982)
Oct. 13 — The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2003)
Oct. 14 — Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer (1986)
Oct. 15 — Psycho II (1983)
Oct. 16 — Candyman (1992) and Candyman (2021)
Oct. 17 — Scream 2 (1997)
Oct. 18 — A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984) and A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors (1987)
Oct. 19 — The Blob (1988)
Oct. 20 — Evil Dead (2013)
Oct. 21 — Dawn of the Dead (2004)
Oct. 22 — Cabin Fever director’s cut (2002)
Oct. 23 — Midsommar director’s cut (2019)
Oct. 24 — Us (2019)
Oct. 25 — The Blair Witch Project (1999)
Oct. 26 — Constantine (2005)
Oct. 27 — The Cabin in the Woods (2011)
Oct. 28 — It Follows (2014)
Oct. 29 — Christine (1983)
Oct. 30 — Halloween (1978)
Oct. 31 — Trick ‘r Treat (2007)

There’s something for almost everyone there.

Here’s the link to the Regal site:

https://www.regmovies.com/horror-movies

The horror, the horror: Horror Writers Association column says AI is good and inevitable in an incredible self-own

Now I understand how the characters in the Terminator movies timeline felt when they realized that other humans had totally betrayed humanity in favor of SkyNet.

I missed the first couple of hours of this controversy this morning until I saw writer Coy Hall mention it on Twitter. I then found writer Chuck Wendig’s righteously outraged column about it, so you might be sick of this topic by now, but here goes:

In a Horror Writers of America column in the HWA newsletter that dropped in members’ mail boxes this morning (August 5, 2026), a writer and apparent HWA trustee or board member emulates the whole Bob Knight stance of “If rape is inevitable, lie back and enjoy it” from 1988. Knight, a bully of the first order, surprised no one with this bit of wisdom.

But this new sentiment today wasn’t coming from a bully like Knight. This was coming from, ostensibly, a writer and a person in a position of authority with the Horror Writers Association.

The writer decries all the people criticizing the use of AI to make book covers and argues that “every week,” the gatekeepers of horror writers “have some new witch hunt.” The writer says that those who say AI doesn’t belong in the creative arts are on a witch hunt.

Before I go much further, I’ll note something I’ve said in this space and on social media and even LinkedIn, ffs: AI kills careers and it kills people. It takes work and money away from writers and editors and artists and musicians AND DOES ALL OF THEIR WORK IN A WORSE MANNER and the data centers that power AI are killing the planet, using up mammoth amounts of water to cool their technology, befouling the environment with hundreds of diesel engines that power data centers, committing sound pollution in poor neighborhoods – and they’re often in poor neighborhoods, isn’t that a surprise? – and generally making life worse for everyone except the people who own the AI companies and data centers.

Back to that HWA column: The writer bemoans that people are complaining about AI and THEY”RE DOING IT ON FACEBOOK, WHICH USES AI, OH MY GOD THE HYPOCRISY. That’s the most ingnorant argument I’ve ever heard. Facebook is awful and I wish everyone would abandon it, but people are using it to get the word out about AI, which seems like a victory more than a failure. It’s like those people who project wannabe fascists on the sides of their own buildings. You take your battle onto the enemy’s battlefield sometimes.

“AI is here,” the HWA columnist says, and argues that we should all lie back and enjoy it.

Most people I saw online this morning were saying that the Horror Writers Association had severely damaged, if not destroyed, its credibility with this column. HWA certainly slapped in the face and kicked in the crotch the members who support it and who just happen to be, I dunno, writers and other creatives who have the most to lose to this bastard invention.

The final section is a sham “if you don’t understand AI, just ask” argument and says you should be able to ask without getting “shut down.” The phrase can’t help but remind me of the Republican congressman from a few years ago that said in cases of rape, women had the ability to “shut down” their system and prevent pregnancy, so why would we even need availability of abortion on demand or birth control or, anything like that, really.

Keep in mind the same people who think anything so horrible and injurious can just be “shut down” are the same people who want to “shut down” protections of people who are completely vulnerable. Protections like housing and food assistance and medical programs.

I said I wan’t going to get political with this. Nah, actually I knew I was going to get political with this. Because the same class of people who advocate AI, who will make money from it if it comes into wide acceptance, are interested in nothing but pushing everyone else down and keeping them down.

As much more eloquent people than I have said, fuck AI and fuck you, anyone at the Horror Writers Association, who aren’t standing up and calling it the awful, unwanted thing that it is.

We’re gonna remember who you are.

The great writer Chuck Wendig says all this better than I can, with his trademark angry logic, and I can’t do better than that, but I wanted to give it a shot. Link to Wendig’s post at the end of this piece.)

(The image at the top is of a Stan Winston Terminator endoskeleton for “Terminator 2: Judgment Day,” released in 1991.)

Chuck Wendig on the HWA post:

Do you have BAD INTENTIONS? The crime fiction anthology inspired by the music of Warren Zevon? Cause it’s here!

Maybe you’ve seen some of us online talking about the BAD INTENTIONS crime story anthology. Hopefully we’ve caught your attention. Fifteen great stories by fifteen crime writers, all taking their cue from the music of the late, great Warren Zevon, edited by Michael Downing and brought to y’all by Literary Garage.

But did you know the anthology is OUT? Huh? Didja?

Okay, forgive me. It’s a project I’m excited about and I hope you are too.

My story SUNSET STAKEOUT is included in the anthology and it was inspired by Zevon’s “Looking for the Next Best Thing.” It wasn’t the Zevon tune that was uppermost in my mind when I was pitching this story to Michael. Until I listened to the song for the first time in years and realized what I was hearing. The “what the hell” lyrics. The soaring electric guitar.

To me, this all sounded like the theme for, each week, a “Rockford Files”-style TV series, featuring the rambling adventures of a private investigator named Jim Rock- wait, scratch that.

It’s not a story about Jim Rockford, played by James Garner as the personification of the best 1970s TV PI. It’s about a bunch of guys who’ve created “Sunset Stakeout,” a Rockford-adjacent TV series that, in January 1979, is facing cancellation by NBC.

How desperate will the producer, co-star and fledgling screenwriter of “Sunset Stakeout” be to save their series? Would they start looking for the next best thing – a movie financed by Los Angeles’ biggest drug dealer, the coke-purveyor to the stars?

Where else are you gonna find this level of Hollywood desperation, played for all the laughs and danger inherent in it PLUS a cameo from the Six Million Dollar Man?

You can find my story SUNSET STAKEOUT in BAD INTENTIONS, and you can find BAD INTENTIONS at the link below. I hope you love all these stories. And feast your eyes on that Frank Vatel cover!

It comes and it goes and it comes around again

My morning began with a rejection but ended up with signing a short story contract, all threaded through writing some totally separate piece of work.

Man, every day is a little game of expectations versus reality for all of us, but that’s especially evident for writers.

The rejection email, as these things go, was from an editor and fiction outlet I haven’t tried before. It was direct and to the point but also gracious, saying a couple of nice things about the story I’d submitted and they’d rejected. Much better than a form rejection – I got one of those just a while back – and even thanked me for my support of them on social media, which will absolutely continue.

This rejection stung, man. It was for a story I wrote for an earlier anthology call for submissions and honestly, I really like this story. It’s not my typical crime-wimey story. It was, dare I say it, hearfelt.

But I’ll submit it again somewhere and I’m sure I’ll submit something else to the humane editor who rejected this particular story this particular morning,

So i got back to work. I’m close, very close, to finishing a 5,000-word short story to sub to an anthology/collection that I really want to be included in. I’ve got a few more words to write.

Then I signed a contract for the anthology you see above, DAYDREAM BELIEVER: CRIME STORIES INSPIRED BY THE MUSIC OF THE MONKEES. The anthology comes out this fall and has some wonderful writers in it and I’m happy that editors Shelley and Larry chose my story to include.

Then I got back to working on that 5,000-worder. And I wrote this.

(I’m thinking about having a snack later, if you need that much insight into my day,)

All of this could be filed under the life in a day of a writer. Or maybe managing expectations. Or dealing with rejections and successes.

To writers and other people: Push on. The only way out is through.

TCM is my comfort place – my spooky place in October

I’ve always loved watching Halloween horrors on TV. That didn’t change when it became easy to find classic horror films on first cable TV and VHS and later online and on streaming.

There’s still something wonderful about the communal experience of watching horror films, old and new-ish, on TV, even if the communal watchers are all over the world. That’s one of the reasons I love TCM – Turner Classic Movies – in October.

A few years ago, AMC was a go-to place for horror films and documentaries in October and the channel still shows the genre, but TCM has the largest and most diverse and often strangest selection of films each October.

That’s again the case this year, with Fridays devoted to Creepy Cinema, Sundays devoted to Hitchcock and weekends featuring classic horror films. Look for Hammer horror on Monday October 20, Boris Karloff on the 21st, sci-fi horror on the 22nd and horror marathons the last few days of the month.

Here’s a link to TCM’s offerings this month. Happy Halloween!

Click to access OCT_AT_A_GLANCE.pdf

I love the ’80s, especially for exploring fiction

Anybody who knows me knows that I really enjoy writing stories set in the 1980s.

My new book THAT OCTOBER is set – for the most part – in October 1984, although there’s some exposition in the book that leads readers back 20-plus years before that.

There’s a “Stranger Things” vibe that a couple of writer friends who kindly blurbed the book noted, although there are no monsters – except for the human kind – in “That October.”

Sara McKinley, my friend who created the wonderful cover for THAT OCTOBER, said she was thinking about “Paper Girls” and other “kids on bikes” stories as she was working on the art. (My kids in the novel are slightly older, although not by much, and more mobile.)

But besides THAT OCTOBER, I wrote another story, “Steel Victory,” which was published in the 2024 Slaughterhouse Press anthology “Maximum Firepower: An ’80s Action Anthology.” The premise behind the Brian G. Berry-created “Maximum Firepower” is that the tales we wrote were inspired by 1980s action movie tropes.

In my story “Steel Victory,” a Captain America-style super soldier escapes from a top-secret lab in 1986 Washington, D.C. This super soldier is no Steve Rogers, however, and when he goes missing he goes on a murder spree.

For the look of the missing super soldier, I pictured Martin Kove, the actor who played the bad guy in “The Karate Kid” and other 80s action pictures and recently returned in the “Cobra Kai” series.

It’s up to three women – the doctor who conceived the project, the “lab rat” who knows more about the project than anyone and the project’s head of security – to track him down in the darkness of D.C.

“Steel Victory” and THAT OCTOBER appealed to me because the time period was very defined and familiar to many of us, even those who were too young to experience it. Everybody knows the trappings of the decade, from “Terminator” movies to “Star Wars” on home video to the music of MTV.

As much as I find my cell phone and the Internet indispensable now, there’s something very freeing about writing about a time when the protagonist couldn’t just pull a phone out of their pocket and call or text some crucial information to someone.

I love research, and one of the things I discovered as I wrote “Steel Victory” was that I couldn’t round up a bunch of those government-issue black SUVs for the search party. SUVs, other than Jeep Cherokees, were not in wide use at the time. So my protagonists had to improvise.

It’s an intoxicating thing, to write about a period that’s so close yet so far away. I hope I get to do it again.

Here’s where you can get “Maximum Firepower” and my story “Steel Victory.”

‘House of 1,000 Dolls’ is vintage sleaze starring Vincent Price

By the standards of the exploitation movies of just a few years later, there’s not that much shocking about “House of 1,000 Dolls,” a 1967 German-Spanish co-production starring Vincent Price as a magician who hypnotizes women during his nightclub act in Tangiers. The women end up in a house of prostitution, although there are considerably fewer than 1,000 women there. Unless maybe you count the miniature actual dolls that line one bookshelf?

“House of 1,000 Dolls” definitely qualifies as racy stuff for the period and it no doubt titillated drive-in movie audiences with its scenes of kidnapped women wearing bras and panties and filmy gowns.

And Price apparently was a little scandalized. This was during the period the actor was starring in well-remembered, full-color Roger Corman adaptations of Edgar Allen Poe tales and, according to one interview, Price was startled to learn that the makers of “House of 1,000 Dolls” were shooting more explicit scenes on the sets when his scenes were not filmed.

My favorite aspect of the movie, though, is the presence in the cast of an actor named Herbert Fux. He was an Austrian actor who, in addition to appearing in legit and semi-legit films, also appeared in some kind of porn films. And he was in politics as well.

As the old Smuckers commercials might have said, “With a name like Fux, it has to be porn.”

“House of 1,000 Dolls” is available via streaming and it’s worth it alone to see Price running around in a top hat and cape.