I hope you've enjoyed the first ever series here on And Now the Screaming Starts. Let me know if you'd like to see more silent flicks, or series, or movies with William S. Burroughs narration, or whatever it is that floats your boat. I just want to hear from you. Would it kill you to write your friendly neighborhood blogger now and then? Would it? I'm worried sick about you.
Tomorrow, dear Screamers and Screamettes, marks the big one-year anniversary of And Now the Screaming Starts. In the course of a single year, we've been through a lot together. We've laughed and we cried. There have been contests and reviews, jokes and hatchet jobs. We started this blog as mere boys (unless you were a girl, which is none of my business, really) and we reach this milestone as men (unless you're a woman, but, again, that's between you and your gender and is none of my bee's wax).
So, just how do we celebrate the anniversary of a blog that has given so much and never, ever asked for anything in return?
Well, my loyal screamin' horde, sometimes the answer is thrust upon you.
In the comments to my review of Haxan, the last in our Silent Scream Series, I got this invite from one Ed Hardy, Jr., movie-buff extraordinaire:
Sorry, this has nothing to do with this post. But I wanted to invite you and any other interested parties to submit a nominating list to Shoot the Projectionist's survey of the 31 GREATEST HORROR FILMS, to be published on Halloween.
Here's a link to the original announcement:
Click upon this very link to be magically transported to your destination!
What better way to cap of a year of horror blather than a bit of ol' fashion canon creation?
Calm down, folks. We won't be making a weapon of mass destruction.
Instead, we'll be rolling out the Official ANTSS 31 Greatest Horror Flicks of All Freakin' Time.
See you tomorrow, fright fans. You could miss it, but then you'd like totally suck.