Bride of the Monster (1956)
Since this is Swedish wrestler turned monster movie actor turned bestselling Halloween mask Tor Johnson's death day anniversary, I thought, since I've already tributed and homaged him in a previous review of the Golden Grail O' Gram of unholy Hollywood mishaps Plan Nine from Outer Space, that I'd take a few moments to talk about the second of the Woodian "Kelton Trilogy" (the last being the unreleased for decades Night of the Ghouls, starring Kenne "I'd Like to Chew on Your Tits" Duncan, and Valda "He Wants to Chew on My Tits" Hansen, whom, you might have guessed was the putative tit chewee in this whole hypothetical and highly controversial arrangement. (All that according to Rudolph Grey's excellent, excellent--did we mention that it was, in point of fact, excellent?--book Nightmare of Ecstacy: The Life and Art of Edward D. Wood Jr. (1990, Feral House), which I read as a wee tot of twenty, twenty-one maybe. A long time ago, when punk rock was still radical and could be acquired on audiocassette. Back then, you still went to the video store to purchase all of your memorable movie nightmares and ecstacies, whatever those might happen to be.
