At The Woodsman At The Empire

People sure can be weird and fucked.

I went to see the Woodsman and it was sold out. I was a little surprised for the kind of film it is, but it was a Friday night at 8pm so people just see whatever is available. There were maybe five seats in the 70-seat auditorium. I saw one in front of the railing with coats on it. I asked and the seat was available, but the woman with the coats gave me this odd look of horror. I put my stuff in the chair also, got some popcorn and sat.

The old woman on my right didn’t want to move her coat. I sat down and she draped her coat OVER ME. I pushed it over and she gave a harrumph! Her coat was still on top of me so I just moved my arm on top. Normally I’d crunch the whole thing over to her side, but I felt like being calm and cool. About 15 minutes later she looks for something in her coat and completes drapes the coat over me. I’m like, Okay… Finally I picked up one of her sweaters she laid on top of me and put it over the railing in front of us. She said, Thanks. I curled her coat up and moved it more to her seat.

The guy next to me was a trip. He kept laughing throughout the movie. It’s not really a ‘comedy.’ He also shifted a bunch and would pick up his coat over the railing, refold it, and set it back down. Then, and this was so weird, I ate a small bag of popcorn and put my bag on the floor. A few minutes later the guy on my left picked up the bag and said, Do you want this? I said, Uh no, It’s empty. He said, Because it’s in ‘my space.’ I took the bag from him. And put it in my space.

The Woodsman had one of the weirdest audiences. There were definitely some pederasts looking for their thrills in this flick. I guess watching Kevin Bacon ask a young girl if she’d like to sit in his lap might do it for them.

Weird night at the movies.

Shade and Santa in the World’s Largest Snowglobe

Times Square, NYC, 2004

After having a great week with my friend Dannie Fuller in town with her son Max, and attending the sold-out show of Mommie Dearest the night before Thanksgiving, and having a great meal at the Hourglass Tavern on 46th together, I wondered into Times Square after having lost out on a standing-room ticket for The Lion King (got it for Sat. though), and saw Santa Claus in a plastic bubble.

Of course I had to wait in line and go inside. Sadly the ‘snow’ wasn’t going when I made it in, but it was a nice enough visit. I’m not sure how well the promotion went, but a funny enough ‘only in New York’ kinda thing to do.

The Lion King the next night was so-so, but the New Amsterdam theatre… incroyables! I got there early to walk around a bit, and spent about a half hour after walking around in as many places as I could. It was easy to see how this giganitc theatre, let to go to hell in the ’70s and ’80s, could hold so much sex and drug use in its halls. I can only, only imagine…

Stealing My Thunder

I don’t know who these bozos think they are, but there is only ONE Shade Rupe. You can go ahead Mr. Neil “betcha didn’t know it was a guy” Jordan and Mr. Emin “I know I ain’t black but you all is buyin’ it anyway” em and steal my first name from me like you’re some kind of dope fresh original, but I’m all mad props with the Shade Lewis Rupe tag. Yo!

HWA Halloween Party Pics

A few HWA-NYC people got together Halloween night at the Aegean restaurant to celebrate the evening. Mr. Dallas Mayr took us on a great walk on 69th Street where hundreds of dressed-up children trick-or-treated on this amazing block with several of the homes dressed up for the holiday, including some who even opened their lobbies with witches and dark cauldrons and a special effect or two.

While I sadly didn’t get any pics of the greatly decorated street, Mr. Nick Kaufmann took a few photos at the restaurant before we went out. Here, Mr. Lee Thomas, dressed as Shaun from Shaun of the Dead, whacks Zombie Shade but good.

More of Nick’s shots are here.

I sorta wish I chose to dine with my friends but I had a buzz on to go to Jekyll & Hyde restaurant for Halloween. It sadly was the least interesting time I’ve had there. A few people dressed up, but the energy level was really low. Fun to walk in with a bunch of screaming girls though. Then I ran over to the Walter Reade theater to catch the 9pm show of Halloween, in a gorgeous print, then down to the Pioneer for the last half of Kung Fu Cannibals, then back over to the Halloween Adventure Haunted House on Suffolk for a second walk-through (they did a good job), then over to the west village to watch the late-night revelers, had a beer at Duplex where I had never been before (what a small place!), then on home.

Bravo’s 100 Scariest Moments in Horror

Premieres October 26th, 9pm EST, Bravo.

Bravo’s 100 Scariest Movies Moments was produced throughout the early part of the year and includes over 100 interviews with various filmmakers, writers, actors and others associated with the horror genre.

Interviewees include Stephen King, Clive Barker, Peter Jackson, Wes Craven, Stephen King, John Carpenter, John Landis, Guillermo del Toro, and many more, including your pal Shade Rupe!

I haven’t seen the final cut so I couldn’t tell you how often I appear in the doc (I discussed six films in my interviews), but with such a great line-up, and clips from all 100 films discussed, it should be a worthwhile show.



Bravo’s 100 Scariest Movie Moments

Scarecrow Video Movie Guide Out Now

Sasquatch Books has just released the Scarecrow Video Movie Guide. I’ve got about 40 reviews in here, from Performance, The Devils and Driller Killer to Ms. 45, The Changeling, All That Jazz, The Night Porter and Liquid Sky, and more!

Available now from Scarecrow Video, Amazon, and better bookstores everywhere.

Boy, I really need to keep this better updated. Sorry, folks!

Lately been seeing a lot of movies and having a lot of fun. Saw three of the films in the John Boorman series at BAM Cinematek. Would’ve been smart to at least go to Hope and Glory to meet the guy, but the film’s poster turned me off. Dumb, but true. Now I hear the movie is great. *sigh* Still, I did make it to Exorcist II, Zardoz and Deliverance. Pissed me the fuck off that the crowd at Zardoz, pretty packed really, decided it was a ‘camp classic’ and decided to laugh during the whole movie. They raised their arms in the air when the Etnernals went into second level meditation, etc. Totally stupid.

Beginning September 28 and through the weekend I attended three of the films during the Loews Jersey 75th Anniversary. Tuesday’s screening was Mr. Smith Goes to Washintgton. A little long, but has a lot to to do with even today’s politics, which is kinda sad. Spartacus looked great, but I missed the first hour for some reason I forget now. I was doing something else, seeing another movie, I forget. It’s okay. I’ve seen this restored version at least once, at the King Cinema in Seattle, many moons ago. But I did catch all of Superman, which was great good fun. Sadly, a small child behind me cecided it was Talk Time and also Cough Time. This child was right behind my right ear coughing and coughing and coughing in this repetitive hack. Really sucked. I finally just moved over, but I shouldn’t have had to. I turned to offer the child some water but the women next to the child said, “the parents are over there.” Just too much work.

Saw Tarntaion at the New York Film Festival and am happy to report that Jonathan Couette is a super-nice guy. Interesting how this film moved from playing the MIX Festival to being sold to 20 territories. Amazing how this stuff happens.

One thing that was fun over these last couple months was going to see a Godzilla movie at Film Forum that just happened to be the same night at Bruce Weber showing his new film. He’s a big yummy bearman and had a lot of friends visiting. After the Godzilla movie I met my friend Ian to check out with this Black Book magazine show with art by our mutual friend Sue de Beer and original commissions by Floria Sigismondi. Floria’s pieces easily dominated the show. She’s a complete genius. And she really is pregnant in the pics. The kid’s coming out next month.

After the Black Book show I went back to Film Forum to catch the first few minutes of the Godzilla movie’s second showing (I had missed the first few) and Bruce Weber was doing his thing in the lobby and I walked right past Isabella Rossellini. Wow. She is really beautiful. What a neat lady. I’ve noticed her before and thought she was cool, but live in person is something else.

Also went to the Stephen King talk with Charlie Rose on 9/19 at the 92nd Street Y. I sorta wish I had made plans to go to Connecticut because I ended up not being able to say hi. I guess he poked his head out the exit door but then later chose to just go out the front door. Would’ve been nice to say hi, but it was fun to hear him talk.

Ugh. I know there’s more and I’ll try to type as I remember it.

‘Psycho’ Actress Janet Leigh Dies at 77

NEW YORK (Oct. 4) – Janet Leigh, the wholesome beauty whose shocking murder in the classic Alfred Hitchcock thriller ”Psycho” was credited with making generations of film fans think twice about stepping into a motel room shower, has died. She was 77.

The actress’ husband, Robert Brandt, and her daughters, actresses Kelly Curtis and Jamie Lee Curtis, were at their mother’s side when she died Sunday at her Beverly Hills home, said Heidi Schaeffer, a spokeswoman for Jamie Lee Curtis.

”She died peacefully at home,” Schaeffer told The Associated Press on Monday. Lee had suffered from vasculitis, an inflammation of the blood vessels, for the past year.

The stunning blonde enjoyed a long and distinguished career, appearing in such films as the 1962 political thriller ”The Manchurian Candidate” and in Orson Welles’ 1958 film noir classic ”Touch of Evil.” But she gained her most lasting fame in ”Psycho” as the embezzling office worker who is stabbed to death in the shower by cross-dressing madman Anthony Perkins. The role earned her an Oscar nomination as best supporting actress.

Hitchcock compiled the shower sequence in 70-odd takes of two and three seconds each, for which Leigh spent seven days in the shower. Rumors circulated that she was nude, but she wore a flesh-colored moleskin.

Although tame by today’s standards, the scene was shocking for the time for its brutality.

Leigh wrote in her 1995 book ”Psycho: Behind the Scenes in the Classic Thriller” that the filming was easy until the last 20 seconds when she had to express total horror as her character was being slashed to death.

She often said she hadn’t been able to take a shower since the movie. ”It’s not a hype, not something I thought would be good for publicity,” she insisted. ”Honest to gosh, it’s true.”

Loews Jersey Celebrates 75th Anniversary, September 28th, 2004

Loews Jersey

Russ Meyer R.I.P.

I had called Tura Satana tonight to let her know the Black Dog Press book of Harold Lloyd’s 3-D nudes was coming out soon (Bruce Goldstein showed some of Harold’s slides last night at the Film Forum screening of the 3-D film Gorilla at Large) and she called me back (at 5:30 am…) to let me know Russ had passed away on Saturday at age 82.

There will be a private service this Friday and Ms. Satana will be there.

Next year is the 40th anniversary of Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!

Russ Meyer – March 1, 1922 to September 18, 2004.

Roger Ebert Remembers Russ Meyer