Tag: William Castle

October 23, 2014 / / Main Slate Archive


If ever there were a home for people with a flair for the dramatic, the cinema would be it. Sure, the live theater offers an audience the opportunity to give instant feedback to the performer, but in cinema the performance can be captured, rewatched, and spread around to unlimited audiences. And is there a better way to feed a giant ego than by the promise of celluloid immortality?

October 20, 2014 / / Main Slate Archive


Our mother, an otherwise sane and sensible woman, developed a habit of taking my sister, Diane, and me to the usual kiddie movie fare—Disney, animal pictures, circus romps (I loved TOBY TYLER) but from time-to-time, Diane and I would find ourselves plunked down in front of some of the scariest movies ever made. As long as I live, I will never forget the day Mama took us to the Keith Theatre downtown to see Alfred Hitchcock’s PSYCHO. I thought I was going to have a heart attack.