This Friday, I had the honor of grossing out the owners/students of the hair school I attend. You see we had a hair show going on with a "circus" theme. I chose to step outside of the box and add a slight element of gore to the mix. Nothing crazy, just some bloody eye bandages and painted on stitches - over all pretty tame. But since it was not a bright happy ray of sunshine ... there were some neigh sayers. (I do after all live in the mid-west.)
However the models I fired to do the show seemed overly thrilled to be made into my creations! One of the models had never done anything even close to gory and she just lite up! I mean she acted like freakin little girl during her first Halloween!
First she wanted the biggest, baddest mohawk up do. Then she wanted to carry one the manikin heads around with her. (The school owner shot that down, since apparently we are in middle school and it's not like I, you know, PAID to be there or anything.) Lastly this model got the amazing idea to fake choke me during the final walk of the show. Amazing.
This lady normally impersonates Julia Roberts at big corporate parties ... now she's pretending to choke me in front of yuppie bankers, dressed like a corpse. Truly, fucking, amazing.
But this isn't the first I've seen the phenomenon. In fact it happens every time we get someone new on set and ask them to get gory. They LOVE it. I mean really love it. So much in fact, that when we try and wipe them down before they go home, they insist on staying gory so they can freak out someone in the drive-through.
So what is it about the red, red kroovy that makes people so damn happy?
I was talking with Eric Stanze about this and he suggested that people love it so much because it lets them deal with their own mortality in fun, safe environment. I agree that plays a major part of it ... but I think it's filling the need for something else. That something else being chaos.
Most humans, whether they admit it or not, thrive on some level of chaos. It makes us feel needed and alive. Like there is a fucking purpose after all. When you choose to be covered and in fake blood and run around ... you are choosing chaos. You are choosing something out of the normal rat race. It's liberating.
So in a way ... we horror filmmakers our offering a public service. *wink*
I tell the owner of my school to put that in her pipe and smoke it!
(That was my 4:20 joke for the day.)
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Other things you must look at after reading this blog:
Mr.Stanze writes about my movie FIVE and the amazing UGLY SHYLA.
Fucking amazing.
A Nos favorite.
STAY DEAD!
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