2/13/10

A Musical Interlude for the Day Before Valentine's

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
 
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen 
 
Give him two lips like roses and clover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
Sandman, I'm so alone - Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream

2/11/10

Horror Movie DILF: The Howling

Name: Bill Neil

Location: "The Colony" somewhere in the wilds of rural California.

Occupation: Television News producer.

Family: Wife, Karen White, noted anchor at L.A.'s KDHB, 6 News.


Why He's A DILF:  If you are looking for a sensitive guy, Bill Neil's your man. In fact if he had kids, he would probably be a great dad - well, at least for awhile; initially a caring soul who is a dedicated vegetarian and loving husband that only wants to watch over his recently traumatized wife (she was attacked by a madman in an adult movie theater while trying to get a story on a serial rapist)...everything's fine until Bill goes with the little woman to The Colony and runs in to a local floozy who , as it turns out, is a werewolf...in fact everyone at The Colony is a werewolf!  Anyway, when the slut sets her eyes on Big Bill, she decides to take a bite out of him and faster than you can say, "What big eyes, you have grandma!",  he becomes a (GASP) meat eater!
Then, a few nights later, the werefloozy and Bill hook up again, and start bumping uglies in front of a roaring fire..
 ...and Bill transforms into a slobbering...
... howling, hairy beast...
...with only two things on his mind...
...and they aint vegetarianism and EST!
Once he's transformed, he is no longer the sensitive new-age-guy that Karen loved, but heck, who wouldn't overlook those shortcomings if they had a beast like Bill to come home to?


Played By: Christopher Stone

2/7/10

Movie Poster Madness: Gay Porn Sucks edition

Gayracula: Tim Kramer appears as Count Gaylord (sigh), a blond haired vampire (with a noticeable tan line) who prowls the streets of L.A. searching for nubile young males with necks, and other bodily parts, that are just begging to be drained...
The Vampire of Budapest: Director Kristen Bjorn lines up a bevy of beautiful boys, one of them slips in a pair of fangs and PRESTO, you've got cinematic magic.
Thirst: Never saw this one, but it looks like a classic.
Sons of Satan: This epic was released in 1973, it's a trippy, campy mess.  Consider what Scott from Modesto said about it on IMDB:
"A man searches for his brother in the mansion of a vampire cult. He finds him, gets orally violated by his own brother and some other limpwrists, and then gets sodomized by the head vampire. All the while the cats who are trying to fellate him look like mama birds trying to pull a tenacious worm out of hard dirt. Woo hoo."

2/6/10

Snowed In

If you know me, you know I love snow, and I am also a fan of anything more than 12 inches ... so, basically, I am enjoying this latest meteorological occurrence. 

Seriously, this is quite the storm, so I find myself homebound and finally back in front of my computer and as such, there are a few things that must be noted.

First, a huge hug, and a big sloppy kiss to my pal, Patrick Campbell for bestowing upon this blog, an  SSS award (Stabbing Stabbing Stabbing - that's what the Sx3 stands for).  Here's what Mr. Campbell had to say:

Unique. I don’t think another word quite describes Billy Loves Stu. I have visited a lot of horror blogs, many of which are great, and when I found this one I found like I was at home. So many different, awesome posts fill Billy Loves Stu, and the title alludes to the fact that the killers of a certain slasher may have been more than just friends, which makes a lot of sense.

For those of you not aware, Patrick runs his own blog (guess what the title is?) and you can find it HERE

Oh, and check this out, The Drunken Severed head (from the blog of the same name) just slapped me with another of those Kreativ Blogger awards.  Here's what TDS had to say:


Although he can't spell "stew" correctly, and never seems to post any recipes, Pax Romano's blog is creative, queer, and fun for all horror movie fans, whether you like classic or contemporary stuff.
 
Isn't that nice?  Thanks TDS,

And finally, I re watched Zombieland last night.  You know, I might get kicked out of the Horror Fan-club, but I really did not like this film.  It has it's moments, for sure, but just like the first time I saw it, it just left me cold.  I did not find it all that funny (Bill Murray notwithstanding), nor did I find it particularly scary.  Mostly, I found it irritating.  Does that make me a bad person?

2/3/10

Guess Who Doesn't Want to Become Dinner?

I've often wondered why George Romero's Night of the Living Dead, while celebrated for being a ground breaking horror film, is never celebrated as a breakthrough piece of movie making concerning African Americans in cinema.

One need only look back a year prior to NOLD  at Guess Who's Coming to Dinner to see that while Sydney Poitier did indeed bring a positive role model to the cinematic table in his performance as Dr. Prentice, the character needed to be black in order for the film to work (Guess Who's Coming to Dinner focused on a young white woman who brings her boyfriend home to meet the folks - said boyfriend is black; hilarity, does not necessarily, ensue).

One year later, when Duane Jones played Ben Hanser in Night of the Living Dead, his race was irrelevant  to the film's plot.  In fact, it's never even mentioned.   It would seem that any kind of social relevance one gleans from NOLD is all in the eye of the beholder.  

Watching the film today, one can't help but wonder what it must have been like for audiences in the late 60's  to be presented with an African American as the lead of a motion picture that had nothing to do with race relations, social issues, or crime.   Furthermore, none of the other characters in NOLD seem to react to Ben's race.  Look at how Tom respectfully addresses him and listens to him for guidance, or the way spaced out Barbara trusts him.  Even Mr. Cooper, with all his obnoxious bravado, seems more upset over the fact that his (admittedly correct) idea about hiding in the basement makes more sense than remaining in the living room and boarding up windows.  One suspects that Mr. Cooper would have been at odds with anyone, regardless of his or her race, because he's just a disagreeable character.

I've often wondered what African American audiences might have thought about the film back in the day.  Did they see Ben as the character who finally broke through the color wall? 

Like I said earlier, any social relevance one gleans from NOLD is subjective.  That said, it's hard not watch the film's denouement: Ben being shot by the red neck posse, his body being dragged by hooks from the house and placed on a funeral pyre; and not read some kind of violent racial overtones into it.  However, according to the filmmakers, Ben's role was originally written for a white actor, and the only reason Jones got the part was because he gave the best audition.  With that in mind, would the film's climax have felt as powerful had we watched a white character meet such an ignoble ending?

2/2/10

It Seems I'm Fabulous

One of the more tasteful citations that has been bestowed on this lowly blog is the Brains For Days Award that was given to me by Sean over at Zombie Truck Stop,  here's what he had to say about my efforts:

Billy Loves Stu, and I love Pax Romano's blog. With categories like "Horror Movie Hunks," "Horror Movie DILFS," and "Fresh Slabs of Meat" (hot dead guys in horror flicks), plus photo-heavy synopsis of classic (and not-so-classic) horror films, BLS is always a gay old time. Oh, and let's not forget the "Dame Grand Guignol" category, celebrating ladies of strong will in exploitation cinema. What would a gay blog be without some divas?

As always, I am thrilled and  delighted when anyone thinks that Billy Loves Stu is worth an accolade.  Now if you'll excuse, I have to make some room on my cyber mantle for this latest conferment.