HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
Beware the Grim Reaper, and his long sickle...
Tuesday, October 29, 2024
Boo Yah!
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
Bram Stoker
Today's HALLOWEEN posts are for the most part a bit retro. I was going to say vintage, but I'm not sure I'm ready to have 'vintage' used to describe things that have happened in my life time. I did most of my trick or treating in the 80's and early 90's, and for me, it was one of the best times to grow up, and one of the best era's to have experienced and enjoyed HALLOWEEN.
We didn't have the Internet until I was a teenager, and am grateful to have been a kid without it. There was no reason to rush home after trick or treating, there was enough stimulation being in the cool Autumn air with candy, and a good group of friends.
If you remember the 80's and 90's, I'm guessing you remember many of the visuals included in this post. This was the era when decorating meant witch and skeleton wall hangings, bit plastic orange pumpkins and tons of cob webs. There weren't many Halloween specials, but most television shows at the time had a Halloween themed episode. The main television event was of course, It's The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown.
If you're a regular FH reader you know that I don't hate Halloween, gay or otherwise, I love the holiday and expression of freedom it provides. I'll be back to regular posts this weekend, but in the meantime, I'm creeping it real with some vintage imagery so sit for a spell, maybe enjoy a brew and put some childhood fun into your October 31st!
A Vintage Vantage:
'The moon has awoken with the sleep of the sun, the light has been broken; the spell has begun.'
If you're a long time reader of FH, you know that it's become tradition to share some vintage holiday photos each HALLOWEEN. I love seeing visuals from past October 31st's, especially images taken long before I even born. One of my favorites is HERE: I also love sharing my annual HALLOWEEN message, explaining why I, and I think so many others, have such an affinity for All Hallows Eve.
Unlike most holidays, HALLOWEEN is one that you can make entirely your own. There are no pressures to decorate (which I do), or cook, (which I don't) and there are no family meals or visits from that cousin you choose to avoid most of the rest of the year.
There are no gifts to buy, nor pressure to spend a ton of money. With the exception of forking out a bit for candy, if you give it out, October 31st, can be pretty much cost free. There are no battles over whether the religious connection should or should not be in the play. There's no pressure to attend a church, synagogue or any place of worship, your traditions for the day, are entirely your own.
Halloween is also the night you be truly yourself. You can not wear a costume, or dress-up, which ever you prefer. If you chose a costume, you can one that hides who you are, or one that reveals a part of yourself that you're usually to shy or scared to share. On top of all of that, you can also just appreciate the pleasure of a bowl of mini KitKats!
Contestant 666
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where one ends, and where the other begins?
Edgar Allan Poe
If you checked out this year's FH Costume Parade, you know the afterparty got kind of rowdy. (HERE:) With all the alcohol flowing, the party atmosphere, and half, or totally naked hunks playing penis games, it wasn't surprising things got a little out of hand.
I shared a little about the Halloween hijinks in the previous post. The erection ring toss game and Spiderman orgy however, were the stories safe to tell. This one happened so late into the evening, the moonlight was setting, and the sun on the rise before everything was dead and buried.
Let me start with the Costume Contest. Although 'costume' is in the title, this is FH, meaning contestants are supposed to sashay across the stage in a 'next to nothing' costume, meaning the more bare skin, the better. The more skin you show ups the chances of going home with a prize.
Well this year, one contestant wasn't too happy with the results. Contestant 666, The Grim Reaper, had an amazing costume, so good in fact, he scared the shit out of many in attendance. The problem however, was that there was no skin showing, zero in fact. This of course resulted in the judges rating him at the very bottom of the pack.
As you can see, The Grim Reaper didn't take it well. At one point, he pulled judge #4 out behind the gymnasium to confront him and as him why. Judge #4 was also in costume, but only wearing a teeny tiny pair of white bikini briefs, a halo and pair of angel wings. As you can see, Dr. Death wasn't in the mood for anything angelic....
Within minutes, the halo and wings were on the pavement, and the wee bikini briefs ripped and shred by Death's sickle. Before anyone could even react, the Reaper had the judge over his knee and was punishing him with what appeared to be a pretty harsh spanking. We were about to call 911 when we noticed a big smile across the face of the judge.
Turns out, the Reaper and the Judge are engaged, and the confrontation was just a party prank. We were all very relieved, especially about the Judge not being harmed. I was also personally relieved there wasn't going to be any law suits, something that could impact future parties and parades. As you can see, someone in the crow didn't let the shock stop the from grabbing some pics on their phone.
Supernatural Studs
For All Hallows Eve 2020, the theme was Dracula. I featured various posts spotlighting the iconic Count, including images, actors who played the role and the hunky Cal as the blood sucking vampire. (HERE:)
As part of the theme, I also featured some vintage images from Dracula themed porn films, including 1993's Gayracula. (HERE:) This year when looking for vintage holiday themed shots, I came upon a magazine devoted to the film. Check out the highlights on the NEXT PAGE HERE:
Horror Hunks: The Burning
Don't look he'll see you. Don't breathe he'll hear you. Don't move you're dead.
For this post, I have credit one of my favorite sites to visit, DC's Men of the Moment. The site not only spotlights many great scenes of male skin, they also disrobe a long list of horror hunks every October. I'd never heard of 1981's The Burning, but given my love of horror flicks from the 1970's and 1980's, after seeing some caps on DC's site, I had to check it out!
The film is based on the New York urban legend of the Cropsey maniac. It opens where else, at a summer camp, this one, called Camp Blackfoot. The opening scenes depicts a prank gone horribly wrong after some of the male counsellors playing a joke resulting in the camp caretaker ending up horribly burned.
Five years later, the caretaker lurks around the upstate New York summer camp with garden shears, bent on killing as many teenagers as possible as retribution for his disfigurement. Like in almost every horror story, especially those with horny teen counsellors, the quickest way to get slaughtered is to have sex. That's exactly what happens to Glazer, (Larry Joshua) in the scene featured here.
Most of the counsellors are your typical horror flick character tropes. There's the hottie, (Brian Matthews) the bully, (Joshua) and the camp nerds. (Brian Backer, Fisher Stevens and J.R. McKechnie) This was sadly McKechnie's one and only film, (he was cute) but most of you have seen Steven and Backer before. Backer was one of the stars of Fast Times At Ridgemont High, filmed the following year.
Also apart of the nerd squad was Dave, played by Seinfeld's Jason Alexander in his feature film debut. Early in the film, when the camp's bully is trying to impress some female counsellors, he four pals shoot rubber end darts, hitting and embarrassing him. As he shouts some treats at them, they laugh, turn and moon him with (l-r) Alexander, Fisher and McKechnie baring their buns.
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