Yesterday I went to Rock & Shock. I am not sure how to describe it, but it is geared towards horror fans. It consists of vendors with goods to sell, celebrity guests signing autographs, plus panels and discussions. I went with Shalisha and Corey – probably my only friends who watch horror movies.
*Note: I can thank my mom for my love of horror movies AND my imperviousness to being scared. And probably a few neuroses.
I had so much fun!
First of all, when we walked in there was a huge booth dedicated to Troma merchandise. Hallelujah, Redneck Zombies!!
It was so exciting that I found myself acting oddly cheerful. For example, I saw a 3 3/4″ figurine and started squealing, “Look at the tiny Leatherface! Look at him! Who’s the tiny Leatherface, who is?” – as if I was talking to a toddler.
And not 5 minutes later, I beckoned to Corey to come look at the Extreme Horror booth’s featured movie “Fetus” and exclaimed, “Look! It was banned in Germany! You know how much you love movies banned in Germany!”
We were told Germans don’t take kindly to movies featuring decapitated fetuses.
Other items seen at vendor booths:
a birdeater tarantula (fuck no)
legless lizards (why is that not just called a snake? no idea)
tiny zombie gnomes (hell yes, I got one)
a giant tortoise (I don’t get it either)
a vintage figure of the Zuni fetish doll from “Trilogy of Terror” (and all I could do was keep screaming, “it’s life sized! it’s life sized!”)
He may be small but he will ruin your night.
The highlight for me was getting autographs!
The first one we got was Laurence Harvey – he of Human Centipede 2. One of the most graphically disturbing movies I’ve ever seen. It makes the first Human Centipede look like a Disney movie. (I said that to Laurence Harvey and he looked at me and said, “Oh yes”. Creepy? Oh, yes.) Shalisha almost cried because he scared her so much. She took my picture with him, and, unbeknownst to me, he whipped out a stapler for the photo (see the movie to get the significance – if you dare). This caused Shalisha to shake in fright and all the pics to be slightly blurry.
He was very nice, however. At least, I think he was. Here’s how he signed my movie:
“I’ll be thinking of you (with barbed wire in my hand!)” – CREEPY
The heart was a nice touch, tho.
I was the most tongue tied when I spoke with David Naughton. This is most likely because I kept vaguely insulting him.
I love David Naughton – of “American Werewolf in London“, Dr. Pepper commercials, and a hardly watched 70’s TV show called “Makin’ It”. In an attempt to express this love, I started off with, “I know I don’t look this old, but I watched your TV show Makin It.” This old. He gently said, “I don’t look that old to have made that show.” Me: “No, YOU DON’T.” Shalisha told him I made her watch the video of him singing the theme song (of the same name) so then I said, “You were a Renaissance man!” (were? were??) “You ARE one. You are one NOW.”
Jesus. Just shoot me now.
David Naughton, if you read this, I AM SO SORRY.
David Naughton – very nice, and talented, and willing to pose with a douchebag
I was equally as excited to meet Danny Trejo! Who is so cute you could put him in your pocket! Until Shalisha reminded me he might cut me.
He was very gracious. He even insisted we get a group photo! And I would not budge one inch from him when we did it. I was gonna have me some Danny action.
looks nice, kicks ass
The last autograph I got was….are you ready?… ANTHONY MICHAEL HALL.
YES. IT WAS.
Holy hell. I was not prepared for him to seem so…. tall. And soft spoken. And genuine.
Seriously, his handshake was friendly. His eye contact was unwavering. Sincere.
Perhaps this is why, after he shook my hand and sat down, I blurted “I love you!”. And I did it in a tone that said, “let’s just get this out in the open…I love you”. He smiled graciously.
But. I. Kept. Going.
Because. Because I remembered how he was the iconic geek boy and then one day – BAM! – he was not. I think it was when I saw “Edward Scissorhands” that I first noticed AMH had filled out. In a good way.
So, I said, “you know, as you got older, you got better and better looking”.
He replied, “that’s very nice of you to say”. I insisted that I could not possibly be the only person who said this to him, but he still thanked me as if it was the first time he’d ever heard it. Maybe it was. I don’t know. I cannot even think because I was talking to ANTHONY MICHAEL HALL.
And you guys? His eyes are the most incredible blue. Like, I may have visited heaven when I looked into them.
What’s important here is that ANTHONY MICHAEL HALL IS TOUCHING ME.
All in all, I’d say it was a great day! Can’t wait until next year!