Since my files are temporarily hiding within the catacombs of my computer, I have no photos to post. I had planned to scan these pages from THOPB, a picture book that was published along with THE MOLE PEOPLE whose name escapes me. I recall the cover from a stack of books my older cousin Dennis had back on Crystal Street. The monster on the cover looks way cooler than in the film, where he looks like he has hot dogs stuffed in his mouth. I'll offer the rundown. By the way, this was filmed near Norwalk, Connecticut. Okay, low-paid workers dump a drum into Long Island Sound. GUSH! Hank & Tina are confronted by bikers as they zoom along to Party Beach, and the two "show hem some dust," and continue on as the bikers go RRROARR. Tina is hitting the bottle, Hank preaches so much that when they get to the beach, she dances like JoAnn Worley on LAUGH-IN for OVER SIX MINUTES.Then,the Del-Aires play "Zombie Stomp" and everyone wiggles around like gutted fish.EVERYBODY TWIST! Then a cliffhanger. The greasers show up!
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In retrospect, it seems those old "horror beach" flicks turned into the Friday the 13th type of movie...I'd never thought of that before for some reason.
Less of what you watch movies for. Or maybe MORE. I can't decide which.
I had that magazine when I was a kid, of course. But I've never seen the movie.
I had that magazine, too. Archer-Austin Drugs didn't have any other monster magazines that day, and I needed a monster magzine fix badly. The cashier, a very pinched-looking older woman, was disgusted that a boy my age was buying such trash -- but she took my thirty-five cents.
I read it in the back seat of my dad's car on a family trip -- I think we went to Niagra Falls. I knew nothing about fumetti, but I liked the presentation, though I knew it was probably a lousy film.
To this day I haven't seen PARTY BEACH, but I wouldn't mind seeing it now. Sometimes the whole thing -- the car trip, reading the magazine in the back seat, the cashier's rancor -- comes back to me in dreams.
Right, the monster who ate too many hotdogs at the BBQ. :-)
I had this photo novel when I was a kid and lent it to Senior Snavely. When I got it back, someone had clipped a coupon off the back cover. He denies it to this day. (I got a better copy a few years ago, as I had read the clipped copy to tatters anyway.) Why do I remember this crap?
I had this photo novel when I was a kid and lent it to Senior Snavely. When I got it back, someone had clipped a coupon off the back cover. He denies it to this day. (I got a better copy a few years ago, as I had read the clipped copy to tatters anyway.) Why do I remember this crap?
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