Tuesday, May 18, 2010

POST #1,000: Digging Deep Into the Vault...

Hard to believe it, but this marks the 1,000th time I've clicked that ol' "New Post" button and sat down to write. In honor of this most momentous occasion, I've taken a little traipse down memory lane, and after looking back on the previous 999 posts, I would like to share with you some of which I am moderately proud...


  • From the Retro Review files, I bring you my experience watching Friday the 13th with Betsy Palmer, as well as my writeup of the amazing Theater of Blood, fast becoming my all-time favorite movie...
  • As part of this year's Psycho Semi-Centennial celebration, I look back at a certain fella named Arbogast...
  • Want to know what I'm afraid of? This little two-parter delves into what makes B-Sol quake in his loafers...
  • I certainly like putting my slack-jawed mug out there with the vlogs, eh? Here's a Halloween vlog featuring me on the verge of death, as well the lovely Zombelina's debut...
  • From last year's Quarter-Century of Krueger blow-out, I give you a chronology of the "life and times" of Freddy...
  • For some reason, I enjoy doing these long, multi-part history pieces. I think it's the obsessive compulsive in me. Anyway, here are a couple over which I slaved abundantly...
A History of Horror Movies
Part 1: The Silent Dead
Part 2: Gods and Monsters
Part 3: It Came from Hollywood
Part 4: The Times, They Are A-Changin'
Part 5: Blood and Guts
Part 6: From Postmortem to Post-Modern
Part 7: Gore Goes Mainstream

40 Years of the Modern Zombie Movie
Part 1: They're Coming to Get You
Part 2: No More Room in Hell
Part 3: Kicking Ass for the Lord
Part 4: Don't Say the Zed-Word
  • Remember that time I went to the Cloisters Museum for a very special Visceral Visionaries? Yeah, me neither.
  • I sure had a lot of fun ripping Hatchet to shreds. Still, my love for High Anxiety knows no bounds, and damn, did I love Moon, or what?
  • An insider's look at See No Evil, from someone who worked at WWE and had to pretend he liked it...
  • Nine long years ago, I dragged my wife on a pilgrimage to the Monroeville Mall. And took pictures. Experience the majesty here, here and here.
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Thanks for bearing with me for today's bit of self-indulgence! And while I'm at it, thank you, dear readers, first and foremost, for putting up with me at all! Without you, the Vault of Horror would be one lonely place.

Thanks also to the countless excellent bloggers who have made me one of their own, and especially the folks who have been a direct part of the Vault at one time or another, including BJ-C of the VoH's sister-blog DotW; Marilyn Merlot, who helped come up with the idea in the first place; Paige, the Vault's newest and most prolific guest; RayRay; Katiebabs; Nos; Andre Dumas. Thanks as well to Amanda Norman for the Vault's smashing new banner, as well as Wes Cavins for the previous one; to HorrorSquad's Brad McHargue for the redesign tips; and to Christopher Zenga & Rhonny Reaper for the portraits of yours truly which have adorned this space. Thanks to the many guests who've joined me thus far in the Vaultcast, and to Mr. Brad Miska of B-D for helping immeasurably in making people aware this site even exists. As a matter of fact, thanks to all who have continuously supported the Vault on Twitter, Facebook, and yes, even MySpace.

And of course, as ever, many thanks to Mrs. B-Sol. She may not always understand this whole obsession of mine, but she puts up with the countless late nights and incessant flow of depraved cinema like a champ, and I love her for it.

Carry on!