My breakdown of the 1990 It miniseries, on my YouTube channel. Again, subscribe, pretty please?
My breakdown of the 1990 It miniseries, on my YouTube channel. Again, subscribe, pretty please?
My first official episode on my YouTube channel, where I am joined by a special guest host, and I talk about my origin story as a King fan and horror fan, and I discuss the book It! Link is below, please subscribe to me:
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For many years, horror has been a big part of my life.
And for the record, I am not talking about my marriage to my ex husband…
Actually, I don’t think I was married to a psychotic clown living in the sewers. However, no one ever saw my ex and Pennywise in the same room, so this remains open to debate.
No, I am talking horror in books and in movies.
I am huge Stephen King nut and I have been reading his books off and on since I was twelve years old. Twenty six years, for you nosy folks!
Of course, Stephen King was not the only thing in my horror diet. I love pizza, but I can’t eat that every day. And I love Stephen King, but my literary diet does need at least some variety, lest I suffer from vitamin L deficiency (literary deficiency, for the uninitiated.)
So, I read other writers. Joe Hill does nicely in a pinch. And I’m not saying that just because I consider him to be The Master 2.0 (I may be just a little biased, but oh well.)
I can also turn to the screen to pick up some variety too. In other words, there’s always movies and television.
I will be an X Phile for life. I also love Penny Dreadful and am still officially in mourning because the series ended earlier this year.
And horror movies. Who can forget horror movies?
Is there a better way to spend an afternoon, or perhaps an evening, than watching a good horror movie?
Maybe you snuggle up to your man and bury your head on his chest when the scary parts come on, but still peek anyway. Or maybe you just have dogs for company, although burying your head on a dog may end up squishing the dog instead. Or result in said dog moving REALLY far away. REALLY FAR, maybe as much as five feet away from you!
Watching horror movies is fun. The adrenaline rush is fun. And horror movies tend to have some comedy in them, so you get the laughs too. Or perhaps at least some soft core porn, since sex is usually a big part of most horror movies.
And there are so many horror flicks to choose from. You have ones based on Stephen King books, like Carrie, Children of the Corn and that mini series with that really scary clown dude…hold on, I will think of It…
Or perhaps your bag is more dark fantasy, and you get in the mood for some Horns!
At any rate, there are lots of good horror movies out there. And after thinking about it for awhile, I decided to write a blog post, listing my top ten horror movies. It took a few tries, but I have whittled it down to ten, so here goes nothing!
Reminder: this is one blogger’s opinion only. I am aware that I probably left your favorite movie off, but I really don’t care. And if you are going to roast me, go with slow heat, the flavors will be more developed that way.
And, as always:
Well, we all have to start somewhere, right?
And my somehow happened to be a movie where people died.
Lots of people died, in fact.
And in really inventive ways.
And klowns were responsible. Killer Klowns. And these Killer Klowns were from outer space!
If I remember correctly, Killer Klowns from Outer Space was the first horror movie that I watched. And it set the stage for me.
Yes, the movie is just ridiculous. I mean, cotton candy somehow became a weapon…c’mon, man!
And acting? What acting? Although, to be fair, it didn’t require much acting to die at the hands of the Killer Klowns who killed in inventive ways.
Shortly after I watched this (alternating between sort of hysterical laughter and gross out noises that only a 12 year old girl can make), I began to explore horror, in both books and films. I became a Stephen King addict. I started watching Alfred Hitchcock too.
And, as they say, the rest is history.
Killer Klowns should be labeled a gateway movie. Because it was, at least for me.
It was a gateway. A gateway into the horror genre. And I can’t think of a better (or is it horrible) movie to receive that honor.
Often, horror movies deal with morality…
Ok, now that you are done choking on your coffee (or whatever other beverage you may be imbibing at the moment), let’s talk about this.
Of course, sex is a theme in a lot of horror movies. There is a direct correlation to how many clothes come off and the proximity to home base and how quickly one dies in a horror movie, it seems.
But many horror movies deal with other kinds of issues that actually don’t have anything to do with teenagers having sex.
One of these movies is Candyman.
The villain in this movie, Candyman, was actually the son of a slave, who had become a well-known artist. However, the man makes the mistake of falling in love with a white woman, and (literally) all hell breaks loose. He is attacked by a white lynch mob, which cuts off his painting hand and replaces it with a hook. The mob then smears the man with honey, chanting “Candyman”, as he is stung to death by bees.
Of course, the man continues to live on, even after death, as Candyman. a spirit who can be summoned when someone looks into a mirror and says “Candyman” five times.
Since this is a horror movie, there is someone
stupid brave enough to do just that. And lots of people get murdered. Lots and lots of people. So that’s disturbing.
But the movie is disturbing for more than just the fact that a guy can come out of a mirror and kill people. It turns out that 26 people, all of whom were residents of the notorious Cabrini-Green housing project in Chicago, have been murdered. And the police have put forth no effort to solve the murders. Some of these victims are children. All of the victims are African American.
Sounds familiar, doesn’t it? In other words, just turn on the news, and something similar will likely pop up at some point. Maybe. Tragically, many people of color are murdered in this country. If the victim is lucky, the media acknowledges the murder, and someone puts forth the effort to bring justice to the victim and his/her family. However, more often than not, just like in this particular movie, the crime is ignored. Or worse yet, the victim’s so-called criminal record is on display, and he or she is vilified, rubbing salt into the wounds of an already grieving family.
Race plays a huge factor in murder, the solving of murders and policing in general in this society. Often, there is more than enough real life horror to go around, and a ghost with a hook is nowhere nearly as frightening as our fellow man.
Often, the line between reality and fiction is blurred.
But what if a fictional character can somehow come to life?
I will admit, I spent a whole summer being frightened of storm drains after my responsible camp counselor took it upon herself to enlighten us about Pennywise the Clown. So ten year old me spent a summer assiduously avoiding being in the bathroom by herself for too long, along with jumping at every shadow…good times, in other words!
But luckily, Pennywise never came to life, and I was safe. Although I still stand by my statement about never having seen my ex and Pennywise in the same room, but that’s another story!
Sometimes, characters that are created become all too real. We mourn their deaths as we would the death of a friend or family member. Or we shake our heads when a TV show or book character makes what we think to be terrible decisions, and we feel their pain at the consequences of those decisions.
Or, these characters scare into a change of pants, and they haunt our dreams…
Like Freddy Kreuger.
The Nightmare on Elm Street franchise has become a bit of a joke, with all the sequels and even a reboot in 2010. But when you get down to it, Freddy Kreuger is one scary motherfucker…and I will stand by that statement until my dying day!
The fact that Freddy Kreuger is believable is bad enough. After all, guys murdering kids and our justice system letting them off on a technicality is something that happens, unfortunately. And if I were a parent, I wouldn’t be above murder, in the interest of keeping my child and others safe from a monster like that.
Wes Craven’s New Nightmare takes things up a level, and could be considered meta fiction, as Wes Craven and Heather Langenkamp both play themselves in the movie. The movie also stars Robert Englund, who plays himself, along with an even more horrifying version of Freddy Kreuger.
It turns out that Freddy is indeed real, and after Heather, because she defeated him onscreen. And no one is safe, including her family.
Works of art can often have an effect on the creator, along with anyone else who may be influenced by that particular work of art. This is a fascinating theme that New Nightmare explores. The deaths are gruesome, and the entire film has a strange, dreamlike quality, which makes this movie even scarier than its “source material.”
It is no secret that people fear what they don’t understand.
As someone who spent much of her life being bullied for her looks and well…for just being herself, I have first hand experience with this. I have had people makes assumptions about anything and everything about me, even questioning my intelligence, because of how I looked. In fact, I had few friends when I was in high school, and did not even kiss a guy until I was 19 years old. And most of this was due to my feelings of how I looked. And I have come a long way, but even today, I am uncomfortable with almost any kind of comments in regards to my looks, even though no one has told me I am ugly in a long, long time.
In fact, I think I dreamed of joining the circus for a time. But since that was not a practical solution, I did the next best thing: I rented the movie Freaks.
Freaks deals with quite a few hot button topics, but it really boils down to is one thing: man’s inhumanity to man, along with the fact that you can’t really judge a book by its cover. Oh, and karma is a real bitch!
This movie is controversial to some, because of how it depicts those who may suffer from disabilities. However, when I watched this movie, the so-called “freaks” were the ones I rooted for, and the ones who actually behaved in a humane (well, sort of, given what they have gone through in their lifetimes) manner. However, the so-called “normal” folks were the enemies, especially the beautiful woman who tried to trick one of the “freaks,” so she could get access to his money.
I thought of the “beautiful one” as one of the mean girls in high school who was only nice to me when she wanted something (like answers to the math homework) and who would talk about me behind her back any chance she got. However, someone finally gave her what she deserved, and she got to take a walk on the other side…
Again, karma is a bitch!
While we are on the topic of high school and the mean girls who rarely get what they deserve, let’s talk about the movie Carrie. For clarification, we will be discussing the 1976 version.
I have mixed feelings about onscreen adaptations of Stephen King novels. Some, like The Green Mile, are straightforward adaptations that remain almost word for word to the source material. Others, like 1408 and 11.22.63, are not straightforward adaptations, but still remain faithful to the spirit of the books. And of course, there are others, like The Running Man, that share little in common with the source material, other than the title.
Carrie is one of those adaptations that fall into the second category: it is not a slavish adaptation to the source material, but anyone familiar with the novel can still “see” the novel when watching the movie. The changes add to the story, rather than detracting from it. Additionally, the performances in the movie, especially by Piper Laurie and Sissy Spacek, are outstanding, and bring the movie from good to phenomenal.
The title character in the movie Carrie is one many of us can sympathize with. I also rooted for Carrie when I read the book and watched the movie. And I understood why Carrie “snapped”: there is only so much abuse one can take from her peers before she decides that enough is enough. Carrie’s treatment at the hands of her peers cut me to the core, as I had to deal with bullying for most of my school career, and that bullying pretty much ruined my life for years to come. And Carrie’s death was most upsetting, although I was glad that her bullies got their just desserts.
One of the changes from the novel in the movie was the ending. Sue Snell (who had tried to help Carrie) dreams that she is visiting Carrie’s grave, which has been defaced. Sue attempts to place flowers on the grave, but a hand suddenly comes up from the ground, grabbing Sue. Sue then awakens in hysterics, and is seemingly still in the dream.
That scene gets me. Every. Single. Time.
My father was drafted during the Vietnam War and actually saw time in Vietnam. We don’t talk about his experiences much, but, not surprisingly, Vietnam has been a huge shadow over my life. I am also an 80’s child, so Vietnam is also a huge theme in many movies that I grew up watching, including Rambo, Forrest Gump and Full Metal Jacket.
In high school, I read Dante’s Inferno. I was fascinated with the concept of Purgatory: there is a stage between this life and the afterlife, where you are doomed to repeat all the worst moments in your life, before you finally figure it out, and move on to the next level, whatever that may be. And some poor souls never figure it out, and are doomed to repeat their mistakes for all eternity.
The movie Jacob’s Ladder combines commentary on the Vietnam War, along with the concept of Purgatory. The title character, Jacob, is troubled by horrible memories of his time in Vietnam, where he believes that he was drugged and committed atrocities. Soon, he is unable to tell the difference between dreams and reality, as he begins to see odd things in his daily life that he cannot explain. Jacob’s visions escalate, and he fears that he is going mad.
Well, it turns out that Jacob is (literally) a lost soul. See the part about Purgatory. In other words, that creepy fortune teller is right: Jacob is already dead. He was placed in a body bag in Vietnam, but never accepted his death. So he has been stuck in Purgatory and is haunted by his past sins.
It is only when Jacob faces the truth about what has happened to him, that he is able to move on. He is led by his deceased son to whatever the next level of life is. It is noted by the doctors that Jacob seems to now be at peace.
Like The Inferno, Jacob’s Ladder is a great metaphor for being able to let go and not hold on to something that no longer serves any purpose in one’s life (or afterlife.) It also brings attentions to the horrors of war, and manages to still be a scary, effective horror movie.
Sometimes, we create our own monsters. And the monster within is far more frightening than a bloodsucking vampire or a clown that lives in the sewers.
Horns explores the concept of the monster within in depth. Based on a book by Joe Hill, this movie deals with many other themes other than “the monster within,” including family, friendship, first love and just who (or what) can be considered evil.
One morning, Ignacio M. Parrish (note the initials), or Ig, wakes up and finds he has grown a pair of horns. These horns are invisible (almost) everyone else, but Ig finds out that people will confess their darkest desires (and sometimes even act those desires out, having lost all inhibition) to him, as the horns seem to exude some sort of influence on (almost) everyone around him.
We also learn of Ig’s first love, Merrin, and that Merrin was murdered nearly a year prior. Ig was accused of the murder, and no one in town believes that he is innocent. For the rest of the movie, Ig struggles to understand what he has become, and to solve Merrin’s murder and clear his own name. Ig also finds out that those he called friends and family are really anything but, and that he stands alone in his desire to bring justice to Merrin.
Horns appears to be a horror movie, and it is, but it is so much more. It is a love story, a cat-and-mouse detective story and even a dark fantasy, with a lot of religious allegory. In other words, a little something for everyone.
Burnt Offerings may not be the movie one thinks of when anyone brings up the subject of the haunted house movie. And that would be a grave oversight, as this movie is the movie I believe should represent the haunted house movie category.
In many ways, Burnt Offerings is your standard haunted house movie. There is a nice young family, which includes the sweet old great aunt Elizabeth (played brilliantly by Bette Davis.) The nice young family gets a deal for a summer home rental that is probably too good to be true. The mother of the nice young family doesn’t listen, of course, and that spells doom for everyone.
However, in many ways, Burnt Offerings is NOT your standard haunted house movie. For one thing, ghosts are not a major of part of the movie. Instead, the movie relies on “real life horrors” (like a father trying to drown his child) and the house itself becomes a character, exerting its evil influence on the inhabitants. The film also uses psychological horror, invading the minds of the inhabitants and terrorizing them with unpleasant past memories.
Oh, and before we move on to the next entry, let’s hear it for the chauffeur. In other words, one of the many reasons I need to spend some quality time in my therapist’s chair, even as an adult. He may have also been responsible for a soiled pair of underwear, but I can neither confirm nor deny that rumor.
In any horror movie, you have to have a good villain. After all, a good horror movie is nothing without a guy (or girl, or creature) that you love to hate.
For a long time, Pennywise the Clown was that creature. Could anything be scarier than a homicidal clown who lives in the sewers and eats kids?
Well, I think I found someone to give good old Pennywise a run for his money (or is that a run for his souls?)
Enter The Tall Man, the villain from the movie Phantasm. Again, I can neither confirm nor deny a rumor that this man may also have been responsible for a pair or two of soiled underwear.
Phantasm may be old (only a year younger than yours truly…yikes!) but surprisingly, it stands the test of time. I watched this movie recently, and it scared the crap out of me all over again…yikes!
As I have said before, Phantasm is all about the villain. The Tall Man is definitely someone I would not want to meet in a dark alley (and I will pass on his dwarfs too, thank you.) However, I was also struck by the movie’s use of ordinary objects to elicit a sense of foreboding and outright fear. I think I can rightfully make the statement that this the only movie I know of that managed to make a guitar tuning fork frightening. Along with the inside of the funeral home, although those are pretty frightening anyway. Even Mike’s bedroom was frightening, although that may have just been the 1970’s decor (something that thankfully has NOT withstood the test of time.)
It should be noted that while I generally have no use for sequels, especially with horror movies (Carrie 2: The Rage anyone?), I think that Phantasm II is also very good and worth watching, although it seems to be more of a continuation than a sequel.
And now, for my favorite horror movie of all time…
Yes, I have chosen Poltergeist as my favorite horror movie of all time. This may seem like an odd choice, but roll with me on this, ok?
Poltergeist, on the surface, is not your typical horror movie. There is no violence. There is no sex. There is hardly even any swearing…I believe that the worst word someone uses is “damn”, and there are certainly no f bombs. In fact, the movie is rated PG, which is, again, unusual for a horror movie.
In fact, at points, this movie could be mistaken for a Disney movie…thank you, Zelda Rubinstein!
However, Poltergeist is one fucking scary movie. I will mince no words: this movie scared the shit out of me when I first saw, and still continues to scare the shit out of me to this day.
Like I said before, this movie could almost be mistaken for a Disney movie. At first, the hi-jinks of the ghosts haunting the home of the Freeling family are sort of amusing. Chairs move on their own accord. Drinking glasses break. Furniture cannot stay still.
But slowly, the hi-jinks become a little more sinister. Carol Anne’s pet bird mysteriously dies. And then is the matter of that tree outside the bedroom window that is not as nice as it appears…
Then, we get to disgusting, as one of the parapsychologists who pays a visit to the Freelings helps himself to leftovers one night, and finds out he is not eating chicken…
Very quickly, things go from benign to sort of disturbing to outright fucking terrifying, as Carol Anne is kidnapped and trapped in some sort of alternate dimension, between the living and the dead.
But the nice medium pays a visit, to help the family. And Carol Anne is rescued. Dad finds out that the house was actually built on a graveyard (more on that in a minute), and the family decides to pack up and move.
Case closed, right?
Well, no. The last 15 minutes or so of Poltergeist is the biggest roller coaster ride in any movie, as literally all Hell breaks loose.
Turns out, there is a technicality. So…a forgetful person not only built the house on a graveyard, but kind of forgot to move…you know…the DAMN BODIES that were buried in those graves!
In other words, we are FUBAR, ladies and gentleman!
Of course, all ends well (except for that television set, but I can’t blame Dad on that one). But the suspense came close to killing me the first time I watched this movie as a teenager…would everyone survive, or would the spirits win? And even as an adult, those last 15 minutes get the old heart rate up…
The other thing I like about Poltergeist is that it was made long before CGI was even an idea, so Steven Spielberg had to rely on other things to tell the story, like props, makeup, acting and oh yeah…good writing and storytelling! There is a reason why so few movies after, oh say, 1995 are on this list: CGI has made for lazy storytelling and has been responsible for the decline of modern horror, in this humble blogger’s opinion.
Oh, and a side note: I may have referred to Pennywise the Clown quite a few times in this blog post, but I think that Pennywise would do well to bow down to the Poltergeist Clown, as I believe this clown should take home the honor (or is horror?) of All Time Scariest Fucking Clown in a Movie Ever.
Well, that’s it for my all time favorite horror movies. It was hard to whittle the list down to just ten, and I am sure a few really good movies were left off. What it is it that they say? Always a bridesmaid, never a bride, right?
So, check some of these flicks out if you haven’t already. I promise you, none of them are as scary as that thing they call the Republican National Convention, but at least the makeup job on the villains is much better than the makeup job on Donald Trump!
And with that note, adios! Happy viewing!
They are pretty fascinating, at times.
After all, everyone has to start somewhere, right?
And hey, even I have one…so here goes nothing!
Sometime in the summer of 1988, I attended a day camp. I was ten years old and quite impressionable (see the part about being 10 years old). One of my counselors told me and the other impressionable kids (well, I am making assumptions that everyone was as
gullible impressionable as I was, but I digress) a story about a clown that lived in the sewers and killed people, but could only be seen by kids. Of course, I took this story quite seriously. In fact, I spent an entire summer assiduously avoiding storm drains, and watching my back when I took a shower or even (gasp) used the bathroom in any way. In other words, just a typical summer for a ten year old with an overactive imagination. The clown soon become forgotten, to be replaced with thoughts of MacGyver (was that a first name or a last? And wow, science just got hot), Quantum Leap (I aspired to build a time machine and Sam Beckett was my spirit animal) and whatever else a really nerdy, awkward, ugly duckling with limited social skills growing up in the 90’s became obsessed with. That clown soon became a faded memory, and even quit visiting my dreams for a while (whew).
Flash forward two years. That extremely nerdy, awkward ugly duckling had growed up (so she thought) and had hit the big 1-2. And became interested in all things macabre. She was always looking for something to read, and something to watch on TV. If either of these pissed off her parents, well, that was added bonus!
Enter a new mini series that aired over two nights on network TV. It was based on the work of some horror writer I never heard of, Stephen King. And it was about a clown who lived in the sewers, and happened to…you guessed it…terrorize kids! The memories of that summer came flooding back to me, and my blood ran cold. So of course I had to watch this mini series…
And I was blown away by that mini series (I was 12, what else can I say). Tim Curry brought a voice to that evil clown, and my dreams became a hoppin’ place once again. And those kids…where was my Losers Club? I wanted to play down in the Barrens, dammit! One of the Losers was even a girl, and she kicked ass!
When I found out this mini series was based on a book of the same name, It, of course I had to find the book, since I thought that movie was pretty darn good. So the book would be worth a read, right?
I was intimidated by the size of the book. Over a 1000 pages! Well, I would be reading that one for months…
One week later, I finished the book. And I loved it! I also learned that movies rarely do books justice, but that is another post. I had to find more books by this King guy…where had he been all my life?
And so it begun…
My origin story as a Stephen King fan, that is. If you are still reading this at this point and are surprised, I am not really sure what to tell you, other than, well it’s this blog, after all!
So obviously, King’s books bring back many fond memories, and I never tire of them. And in light of my New Year’s resolution to read at least one King book a month, I am going back to my origins: the book It. Like the Losers, I am coming home. I am becoming a child again, and revisiting my past, along with Bill, Ben, Bev and the rest of the gang. Per the line of one of my favorite songs: “Oh don’t sorrow, oh don’t weep, tonight at last I am coming home.” And I can’t wait.
So, without further ado, here is my recap and review of It, whose short title belies the depth of this story. And, as always:
The book begins by introducing the reader to a boy named George Denbrough. Georgie is the younger brother of Bill Denbrough, who is 10 years old. Georgie and Bill live in the city of Derry, Maine, where there has been a lot of rain and flooding. The year is 1957. One afternoon, Georgie heads out to play with a boat made out of newspaper that Bill helped him make. The rain has receded a bit, but Georgie still loses his boat in the sewers of Derry. Georgie becomes upset, but forgets about his boat when he sees what appear to be a pair of glowing eyes looking up at him from the sewers. Those turn out to belong to a clown who looks like a cross between Bozo the Clown and Clarabell the clown. Much to Georgie’s astonishment, the clown speaks to him from the sewers, and offers him a balloon. The clown introduces himself as Bob Gray, or Pennywise the Clown. However, the clown is not friendly, or even human. The clown entices Georgie to lean a little closer, and attacks. Georgie’s arm is torn off, in much the way someone might tear the wing from a fly. Georgie dies almost immediately, leaving his older brother Bill and their parents in a state of shock.
The book then skips to the year of 1984. We are told of another murder in Derry, this time of a young, somewhat childlike gay man named Adrian Mellon. The murder is told in flashbacks, when the local police question the young man’s partner, Don Haggarty, and the local bullies deemed responsible for the murder. The bullies attacked Adrian one night, targeting him because of his sexuality. Both Don and the bullies state that a clown was also at the scene and that the clown killed Adrian. Don also reports that thousands of balloons floated to the sky at the site of the murder. However, the local authorities do not believe Don or the bullies, and the bullies are tried and convicted of the murder.
Several months later, in 1985, six adults receive a phone call from a man named Mike Hanlon. The adults are scattered across the country and even the world, but all grew up in Derry, Maine. The adults are Stan Uris, Richie Tozier, Ben Hanscom, Eddie Kraspbrak, Bill Denbrough and Beverly Marsh. All of the adults are told by Mike Hanlon that they must return to Derry, and most begin making the preparations. However, Stan Uris is unwilling (or perhaps unable) to face what awaits him in Derry, and commits suicide by slitting his wrists in his bathtub. Additionally, Beverly narrowly escapes her abusive husband, Tom, who nearly kills her for daring to leave him and return to Derry. All of the adults have hazy memories of what happened during one summer of their childhoods in Derry, but all know that they must now return to Derry.
We then learn of how those seven children spent the summer of 1958. The books tells of how the seven meet, and form a club they call The Losers Club, as all seven children are misfits in some way or another. All seven children are also victims of abuse from Henry Bowers, the local bully. Additionally, six of the seven children have encountered Pennywise the Clown in some manner, and have survived to tell the tale. Ben saw the clown as a mummy, Eddie saw the clown as a leper in an abandoned house, Bill was attacked by the clown when he picks up an old photo album belonging to his deceased brother, Beverly heard voices in the drain in her bathroom and then sees blood come from the drain that is visible only to her and the other Losers, Mike saw a giant bird that attacks him, and Stan encounters the clown in an abandoned piece of property while he is bird-watching. Richie tells the others he did not encounter the clown on his own, but he makes a trip with Bill to the abandoned house where Eddie saw the leper. There, Richie and Bill encounter the clown in werewolf form. Bill shoots the werewolf with him father’s gun, and Richie also attacks it with his sneezing powder (Richie is the comedian and practical joker of the group). The two narrowly escape the clown on Bill’s bike Silver, and realize that they are pitted against a great evil. During that summer, Ben Hanscom falls in love with Beverly. Beverly falls in love with Bill Denbrough.
The book skips to the present and to the viewpoint of Mike Hanlon. Mike has begun researching the history of Derry, and discovered that the town has a violent past. Mike tells of one of these incidents, which was relayed to him by his father before his father passed away. Mike’s father tells of The Fire at the Black Spot, which was a fire that occurred in 1937, when Will Hanlon enlisted in the military and was stationed in Derry. The Black Spot was a night club founded by some of the African American members of Will’s unit, which was known as company E. The fire was started by Derry’s version of the Klu Klux Klan, known as the Maine Legion of White Decency. Nearly 80 people perished in the fire. Will tells Mike that he saw what appeared to be a giant bird dressed as a clown flying off with some of the bodies, confirming Mike’s suspicions that the presence of Pennywise and the town’s violent history are closely related. Mike struggle with the decision to call the rest of his friends, but thinks that his heart will tell him when the time is right.
One by one, the adult Losers (minus Stan Uris) return to Derry. Mike arranges a reunion lunch, and the adult Losers reunite and catch up with each others’ lives. Mike also brings his friends up to speed on the nine child murders that have occurred in Derry over the past several months, and the Losers vow to stay in Derry and fight It, although they know that their odds are not good. At the end of the meal, the Losers receive some fortune cookies that are actually a trick of Pennywise the Clown. Each cookie contains something that each Loser fears, such as blood, insects, etc. The Losers leave the restaurant, and split up to visit a place in Derry outside of the Barrens that meant something to them as children. Bill tells them that when the first encountered the monster as children, the encounter was experienced alone, and that the same will probably happen to them as adults.
True to Bill’s statement, the Losers do have individual encounters with It: Ben sees the clown at the library, Eddie sees the clown in the form of some of his deceased classmates at the local baseball field, Beverly encounters a witch in her old apartment that resembles the witch from Hansel and Gretel and Richie encounters the clown in the form of a Paul Bunyon statue that has come to life. Richie also remembers that he had a similar encounter as a child, but dismissed it as a dream. Bill and Mike do not encounter Pennywise, but Bill finds his old bike, Silver, at a second-hand shop. Bill and Mike spruce up the bike, and figure that Bill finding the bike is not coincidental.
The story switches to the perspective of Henry Bowers, the Losers’ childhood bully. Henry currently resides at Juniper Hill Asylum. Henry was found guilty of the child murder that occurred in the summer of 1958, along with the murder of his father. However, the only murder actually committed by Henry was the murder of his father. Pennywise the clown is able to communicate with Henry and convinces him to do Its bidding and kill the adult Losers. It helps Henry escape Juniper Hill, and Henry heads to Derry to finish the job.
We also learn a bit more about the history of Derry and the violent events that appear to be connected with the child murders that occur every 27 years or so. Mike learns of the massacre of the Bradley gang, a gang of criminals from the Midwest on the run from law enforcement. The gang holes up in Derry, and the citizens soon dish out their own form of justice and murder every single member, even the women, while local law enforcement looks the other way. Mike also learns that Pennywise the clown was seen at the confrontation, once again confirming how much a part of Derry the clown really is.
In the meantime, Bill and Beverly’s respective spouses are determined to find out why their partners have suddenly left town. Beverly’s husband Tom, beats the information out of one of Beverly’s few good friends who helped her escape. Bill’s wife Audra simply books a flight to Maine, as she is extremely worried about her husband. Both head into Derry, not understanding what lies ahead.
The Losers reconvene at the library later that night, and begin to recall the events of the summer of 1958. The children spent much of the summer of 1958 playing in the Barrens, a wooded area in Derry that remains mostly abandoned and forgotten. Because of this, the Losers are able to meet and try to figure how to rid the town of Pennywise the clown and not be bothered by Henry Bowers and his friends. The children also build an underground clubhouse in the Barrens, which offers them even more protection from Henry and any other bullies.
Mike recalls how he became a part of the club that summer. One day, Mike is chased by Henry Bowers, as Henry lives next door to Mike, and has been taught to hate black people by his father. Henry’s father has blamed all of his problems on Mike and his parents, so Henry makes Mike’s life miserable at any opportunity. When Henry is chased by Mike on this particular day, he runs to an area just outside the Barrens and encounters the Losers. The Losers defend their territory by hurling rocks at Henry and his friends, in what is termed the Apocalyptic Rock Fight. Henry and his friends are forced to retreat but swear revenge. Mike then becomes a part of the Losers Club, and soon learns of their encounters with Pennywise the Clown and their determination to kill It. Mike also tells of his encounter with Pennywise, and brings one of his father’s old photo albums to show his friends. The clown is in nearly every picture. The clown also makes an appearance while the children look at the album, and promises to kill them all if they do not back down.
Richie recalls the smoke hole ceremony performed by the Losers that summer. Ben reads about the ceremony in a book. He learns that it was a ceremony performed by Native Americans, and it involved breathing in smoke, which was supposed to induce visions. The Native Americans performed this ceremony when the tribe had unsolved problems or unanswered questions. The Losers perform this same ceremony by burning green wood in their underground clubhouse. However, all bow out except Mike and Ritchie, who travel back in time and witness the arrival of It in Derry several million years ago. The boys sense that It is actually an extra-dimensional monster, and very evil. They impart this information to the others, and continue their mission to rid Derry of the monster.
Eddie recalls that Henry Bowers broke his arm that summer, in retaliation for the rock fight. That day, Eddie headed to the drugstore to pick some prescriptions for his mother. The owner of the drugstore, Mr. Keane, pulls Eddie aside and tells him that he does not actually have asthma, and that his symptoms are psychosomatic. Mr. Keane tells Eddie that this is the doing of his mother and doctor, and that his asthma medicine is simply water with a medicinal taste. Eddie becomes upset, but knows deep down inside that Mr. Keane is right. Henry and his friends are able to corner Eddie outside the store as he is by himself, and Eddie’s arm is broken in the scuffle. Eddie spends a few days in the hospital and his friends attempt to visit him. On the first attempt, his friends are driven off by his overly protective mother, who does not approve of these new friends. The Losers are not deterred, however, and come back later that night. They sign Eddie’s cast, and tell him that their plan is to make silver slugs that they will shoot at It with a slingshot. The plan is for Beverly to shoot the monster with the slingshot, as her aim is the best. Eddie also has a confrontation with his mother, telling her that he will not choose her over his friends.
Beverly recalls another encounter with It that summer, when she heads to the dump to practice shooting with the slingshot. Beverly nearly has a run with Henry Bowers and his friends, but is able to hide herself. Henry and his friends leaves, but one of the bullies, Patrick Hockstetter, stays behind. Patrick Hockstetter is a sociopath who keeps an abandoned refrigerator in the dump. Patrick is using this refrigerator to trap and kill animals, which are either pets or strays that he finds. Patrick also killed his baby brother as a young child. Patrick becomes the next victim of Pennywise the clown, who takes the form of flying leeches, and Patrick is eaten alive. Beverly is also attacked by the leeches, but is able to use the slingshot to hurt the monster and escape.
The Losers also recall how they made silver slugs to use a weapon against Pennywise that summer. They gather one night at Bill’s house, and melt down a silver coin that was passed from Ben’s deceased father down to Ben. The process is a quick one, and the Losers now have a weapon against Pennywise. And the Losers use that weapon against Pennywise. They confront the monster at the house on Neibolt Street. Beverly uses the slingshot to hurt the monster, but does not kill It. However, the monster retreats, and all is relatively peaceful for about two weeks.
The adult Losers leave the library for the night, and agree to meet at the Barrens the next morning. Before they leave the library, their hands begin to bleed, as they swore in blood to return if It still lived. The Losers take the blood oath again, and wonder just what they are in for.
Bill and Beverly walk back to their hotel, and Beverly talks of her father’s abuse. Beverly also remembers one day in August, as she returned home after playing in the Barrens with her friends. She was confronted by her father, who accused her of performing sexual acts with the boys, and physically attacked his daughter. Beverly realized that her father was possessed by It, and ran from him. Beverly thought that she had escaped her father, but does not know that Henry Bowers and his friends are also waiting for her. Henry and his friends were under the influence of It. Henry also killed his father that day.
The story flashes back to 1985, as Mike Hanlon prepares to close the library for the night. However, Mike is interrupted by Henry Bowers. Henry attacks Mike, but Mike is able to defend himself. Mike calls 911 and hears the voice of Pennywise the Clown and begs for someone to help him so that his wound does not become fatal.
Beverly and Bill head back to Bill’s hotel room. They are seeking comfort and make love to each other. As she falls asleep, Beverly once again flashes back to that day in August of 1958, when Henry and his friends chase the Losers Club down to the sewers, forcing a final confrontation with It.
In 1985, Henry is met by It, who has taken the form of his deceased friend, Belch Huggins. It drives Henry to the hotel the adult Losers are staying at, and gives him a list of the room numbers occupied by each Loser. Henry chooses Eddie as his first victim, and attacks Eddie. However, Eddie fights back and kills Henry, breaking his arm again in the process. Eddie calls Bill and the others back to his room, and they decide what to do about Henry’s body, and determine that involving anyone else in the town, including the police, will only make things worse. The Losers also find out that Mike was attacked by Henry and is gravely wounded. The Losers decide that they need to confront Pennywise again and that there is no other choice. Again, they head to the Barrens and use the same entrance they used in 1958 to get to Pennywise’s lair.
In the meantime, both Audra and Tom (Bill’s wife and Beverly’s husband, respectively) have arrived in town. Both begin to have peculiar dreams: Audra dreams that she is Beverly, following Bill to fight Pennywise, and Tom dreams that he is Henry, chasing Beverly and the rest of the Losers in the sewers. Both awaken and become trapped by Pennywise. Pennywise is able to influence Tom, and Tom kidnaps Audra for It.
The story goes back and forth between 1985 and 1958, telling of the Losers’ confrontation of It in 1958 as children, and in 1985 as adults. In 1958, Henry continues to chase the Losers into the sewers. However, the Losers are still able to find Pennywise and his lair, and Bill enters what he calls the “deadlights”, or the true home of the monster. With the help of a mysterious creature simply known as “The Turtle”, Bill battles Pennywise in Its true form, and believes that he has defeated the evil. Richie pulls Bill back from the deadlights, and the Losers Club escapes from the lair, believing Pennywise to be defeated. However, as they attempt to exit the sewers, the Losers nearly lose their way, as their bond is beginning to dissolve. In order to keep the bond intact, Beverly makes love to all of the boys. This act restores the bond, and the children are able to find their way out of Derry’s sewers. Stan cuts all of the Losers hands with a coke bottle, and all seven promise to return to Derry if Pennywise is not dead. All of Henry’s friends are killed by It, and Henry is institutionalized for the murder of his father
In 1985, Bill, Ben, Beverly and Eddie confront Pennywise once again. Bill again faces Pennywise in the deadlights, but is accompanied by Richie. The two fight the monster in the deadlights and defeat it. Eddie also fights the monster in Its physical form and defeats it as well, but loses his life in the fight. The monster’s true form is something close to a spider, and the spider has laid eggs. Ben makes sure all the eggs are destroyed. Bill also rescues his wife Audra,who is still alive but catatonic, and he and his friends make their way out of the sewers. Once the Losers emerge from the sewers, they realize that Derry has nearly been destroyed by a rainstorm, which stops almost the moment Pennywise is defeated.
A few days later, the remaining members of the Losers Club leave town and return to their lives, and they are already beginning to forget each other’s names and other vital information, including the battle with Pennywise. Beverly has fallen in love with Ben, and the two plan to head back to Nebraska, after filing a missing person’s report on Beverly’s husband Tom, who was actually killed by It. Only Bill and the catatonic Audra remain, along with Mike, who is still in the hospital. Bill has nearly given up hope on reviving Audra, until he gets an idea. He takes Audra for a ride on his old bike Silver, with hopes that the magic remains in the bike. The magic does remain, and Audra is revived, with no memory of what happened after she arrived in Derry. Bill and Audra then return to their life. Bill, along with everyone else, has forgotten the experience in Derry, but continues to lead a happy and productive life.
Well, I will say this much: It is a monster of a book. And I am not just talking about the length…
Yes, It is one scary book, with what has to be one of the most iconic horror villains in history. Who in the free world doesn’t recognize Pennywise the clown?
But there is so much more to this book than a clown living in the sewers…
I recognize so much of myself in this book, as a matter of fact. I was a Loser growing up, and I still consider myself to be a Loser. And I am proud of that, as a matter of fact.
But I know the pain what those kids went through all too well. In one part of the book, it is said that the kids turned into ghosts one afternoon, and no one, including their parents, seemed to know that they existed. Well, that was not a bad description of my child, at certain points. Often, I wondered if people even knew, or cared, if I was alive.
Which brings me to my next point: Yes, that clown was scary as fuck (more on that later). But I was more afraid of the real-life horrors that the Losers had to face.
For example, the bullying. I was a victim of bullying as a child, and it was frightening. Getting beat up is scary. But perhaps what is even more frightening is having to live with the anticipation that the act of terrorism could happen at any moment, and you were powerless to do anything about it. Or the most frightening of all: the fact that you were alone, and no one, not the other kids and not even the other adults, would go to bat for you, and you were on your own when it came to fighting the monsters.
And then there was the abuse. Many of Stephen King’s books deal with abuse in some form or another, and It is no different. Child and spousal abuse are huge themes in It, and make up the tapestry of real-life horrors that many people have to deal with on a daily basis. And I have been there. I am a survivor of domestic violence. Trust me, no horror story can hold a candle to living with an abuser. My “Tom” was much like Beverly’s Tom (and father): I didn’t know when the horror would be unleashed, and I felt like a prisoner in my own home. And the scene when Beverly left Tom for good mirrored so much of a fight from my own first marriage, in a hotel room. Like Beverly, I was frightened for my life, and actually thought that I would die. And I completely understand the shame that Beverly felt, and the lies that came afterwards. Beverly could not even admit to her closest friends (at least at first) the truth about her marriage. It was only after things came to a full circle, so to speak, that Beverly actually admitted how abusive her husband was. Living in an abusive marriage is much more frightening than most horror movies. The movies have a beginning and an end, and someone usually defeats the monster. But it is not so neat when any form of abuse is involved, and many survivors, including myself (and probably Beverly) would rather have faced a clown in the sewers with a slingshot and pair of silver bullets, than to actually face our abusers.
And speaking of Beverly, I think I need to clear the air about something.
Yes, I am talking about “that scene.”
I probably don’t need to explain myself, but I am talking about what is so eloquently referred to as (not my words) “the gang bang in the sewer.” In other words, I refer to the scene near the end of the book, when Beverly has sex with all six of the boys, in order to escape the sewers and return to the light of day.
I would be lying if I said that this scene was not a little disturbing, because it is disturbing. After all, we are talking about 11 year old children. When I was 11 years old, I was still playing with stuffed animals and wouldn’t touch boys because they had “cooties.” I was still very much a child, in other words.
But, I was also about a year away from needing my first bra. My skin had already begun to break out. I was at least 5’4″, only a few inches from my adult height of 5’9″ and change.
In other words, I was crossing the bridge into adulthood. And the Losers were crossing that bridge as well. They had to behave as adults that entire summer, in dealing with a monster that their town simply refused to acknowledge. Really, we could argue that the monster was their town. And all seven of them recognized that fact on a fundamental level. The Losers longed for the grown-ups to come in and take charge, but really, a grown-up “taking charge” would have just hindered their quest, since they were more adult than 99% of the adults around them.
And what do adults do, aside from being able to choose Oreo cookies as a valid breakfast option? Well, Oreo cookies are great and all, but being an adult involves a few more choices than breakfast. And one of those choices is who to love, and how to express that love.
In other words, adults have sex. In fact, having sex is probably a consolation prize for being forced to be responsible, aka working and paying bills (kidding, kidding). But sex is one of the choices of adulthood. And sex is often viewed as one of the major transitions from childhood to adulthood.
And this is exactly what happened during the “sewer gang bang.” The Losers Club crossed the bridge from childhood to adulthood during that afternoon. They had been walking the bridge that summer, but fully crossed over that day when they finally did “It.” For Beverly in particular, it was an especially meaningful experience. She had been receiving the message all summer from her own abusive father that sex was “dirty” and that she needed to remain “intact.” With this act, she was finally empowered and saw the “sex act” for what it really was: the ultimate act of love with some special people. And it was not a repulsive or ugly. It was just beautiful.
Before we talk about the clown (trust me, we are getting there), I want to pay homage to another character in this book that is often overlooked.
I am talking about the town of Derry Itself (see what I did there). In all seriousness, though, no one can write the small town like The Master.
Again, if I start to get nostalgic about small town life, all I have to do is crack open a Stephen King book. And bam, there goes the nostalgia!
I feel like my own unnamed Indiana hometown could have been Derry’s Twinner. Sure, we didn’t have a clown living under the sewers (I can’t entirely vouch for that, though) but the rest of the similarities were just frightening. Such as people’s attitudes towards bullying. Man’s inhumanity toward’s his fellow man was accepted in Derry, and it was accepted in my town. And you had to belong. In other words, if you were like me and spent a minute of your life outside the town, you were an outsider and subject to punishment for that act. And there is a culture in small towns, whether it be through its local celebrities, certain stores and restaurants that cannot be found anywhere else or maybe even a “funny fellow” that always seems to show at the local celebrations
mass slayings of people that makes sense to locals, but causes anyone else to shake their heads and wonder why something so trivial can hold so much meaning.
Ok, the clown…
Yes, we are finally there, so let’s talk about the most iconic clown…ever.
Now, to me at least, there is something inherently creepy about clowns. I am not really sure why this is. Maybe it’s because they hide under all that face paint. Or that they don’t wear regular clothes but instead wear garish colors and over-sized shoes. And they try to make us laugh. Now, I like to laugh…don’t get me wrong. But when people, especially ones hiding under grease paint and wearing garish clothes that come complete with over-sized shoes try to force it on me, then the laughter becomes forced. In fact, the laughter turns into a weapon. And the laughter is no longer fun, but something to be feared.
So, the clown is inherently scary. But at the same time, the clown is also associated with childhood and fun times, like the circus. So, a perfect lure, in other words.
And it worked. It fed off the fear of children. And in order to do that, It had to lure them in somehow. And fool those children, at least momentarily. And what better way to do that, than to bring up happy associations, such as the circus? And children are imaginative, and can be emotional hurricanes of sorts. So the monster had it right: conjure up the happy emotions, and then (literally) scare them to death, almost in the same breath. And children, unlike adults, have fears that are easy to capitalize on. Mummies, werewolves, witches and the rest of the usual suspects are all ripe for the picking. And, as stated in this book, a haunt is a place where animals come to feed. And what better place to feed for such a creature than a city full of the rich imaginations of children, providing the food needed to nourish such evil? That is, until It’s own source of food was used against It, and It became the hunted, instead of the hunter. And the lion was vanquished by the antelopes, proving that sometimes, even the underdogs can fight the good fight, and come out the winners.
So that’s It! Or maybe I mean that I am done with my review of one of The Master’s most iconic books, and a book that stays with me to this day, no matter how many times I read it! So join me next month for February’s read and review, where we take a short detour to Derry yet again, but we are staying away from the sewers this time, since love is in the air! That’s right, I will be reviewing and dissecting Bag of Bones, another favorite of mine!
Tune in next month…same bat time, same bat channel!
Like most of King’s other work, It is part of the Stephen King universe, and it connected to many of his other books. Here are some of the connections I found:
-It takes place in Derry. Derry is a hotbed of activity in the King universe, and several other King stories take place in Derry. These include Bag of Bones, Insomnia, Dreamcatcher and Secret Window, Secret Garden. Derry is also mentioned in countless other stories, including Revival and The Tommyknockers.
-Ben Hanscom is said to live in Hemingford Home, Nebraska. Hemingford Home is also the home of Mother Abagail in The Stand.
-Pennywise is similar to Dandelo, a creature encountered by Roland and Susannah in the final book of the Dark Tower series. Both creatures feed off of human emotions, although fear and laughter appear to be the central ones. Additionally, Dandelo owns a robot that he refers to as Stuttering Bill. It is possible that the Losers did not completely destroy It, and that Dandelo may be one of Pennywise’s offspring.
-Dick Halloran is mentioned as a friend of Wil Hanlon. Dick Halloran is a major character in The Shining, and also makes an appearance in Dr. Sleep. In essence, by rescuing Wil from the fire at the Blackspot, Dick Halloran helped give birth to the Losers Club.
-Mike Hanlon makes an appearance in the book Insomnia.
-In the book Dreamcatcher, Jonesy sees a statue that the Losers Club has dedicated to the missing and murdered children in Derry. However, the statue is defaced with graffiti that says “Pennywise lives”, provoking further speculation that the Losers did not completely destroy Pennywise.
-Beverly references the Castle Rock Strangler. Of course, this is the killer that Johnny Smith helps to catch in the book The Dead Zone.
-In the novel 11/22/63, Jake Epping meets two children and teaches them how to dance the “lindy hop.” These two children happen to be Beverly Marsh and Richie Tozier, and Jake meets them shortly after the children have confronted Pennywise in the sewers of Derry.
Good morning everyone, and I hope you all are doing well on this day known as Monday, aka Saturday and Sunday’s spinster sister that can’t get a date no matter how hard she tries!
But there is one great thing about Monday…
Yep, you guessed it: its time for Man Crush Monday, in the extremely nerdy style that is this blog!
Speaking of nerdy, it was not easy growing up nerdy. Especially in small town Indiana.
Yep, you guessed. Like every other nerd out there, I experienced quite my fair share of bullying growing up. And being smarter than most of my teachers…well, lets just say this could leave trouble. Big trouble, at times.
So, I spent a lot of time fending off trouble. And I was a loner too. Something about being smart does not usually lead to friendships and instantaneous popularity.
But that was not actually all bad for me. I had my imagination, which was (and still is) better company that most
all people. And I had my animal friends. The animal friends were also better company that most all people.
And books. Of course. Always the books. I spent copious amounts of time at the library, reading anything and everything I could get my hands on. Getting an adult library card was way more exciting than finally turning 21.
And of course, Stephen King. He was a big part of my time spent at the library. I feverishly read almost anything I could find that he had written, and it seemed that I flew through a book a week. I could not get enough of the man and his books.
When I was 12, my addiction to King started when I saw the TV mini series It. I was scared to death of Pennywise when I watched Tim Curry’s performance (which is still classic). I then figured out that this was based on a book, and I bought a copy. And so it started.
I read It in less than a week. All 1000+ pages of it. And I loved it. It was scary and suspenseful. The characters were realistic. I loved the history King gave of Derry, and was pretty disappointed to find out Derry wasn’t real. And the setting in the 1950’s resonated with me, it made my parents’ talk of their childhood resonate with me a little more.
And, there was The Losers Club. I loved that all the bullied kids in one town formed a club, and stood together to face both the human and non-human monsters in their lives. And the friendship that they formed was so endearing. I could tell just from King’s words how much the Losers really loved each other. I imagined myself as one of them (which was not far off, as Beverly Marsh is a fellow ginger of above average height) and hanging out in their underground clubhouse. I imagined myself going to library with Ben and checking out books. Or listening to Bill read one of his stories. The Losers were probably the coolest people I knew from my childhood. And they still are.
I also love to laugh. And so did the Losers. And most of the laughter was provide by…
None other than the subject of this week’s Man Crush Monday…Richie Tozier!
Yes, it is safe to say I developed a bit of a crush on Richie (although Ben and Bill had special places in my heart as well). But there is just something about a guy that can make me laugh. What can I say, laughter is sexy?
And Richie was smart. And compassionate. And he was brave, willing to do anything for his friends to help beat Pennywise. The whole package, in other words.
So without further ado, I give you Richie “Records” Tozier!
Name: Richard Tozier. Known as Richie, or sometimes affectionately called Trashmouth.
Profession: Radio DJ and comedian. Known for being create characters out of thin air, such as The Irish Cop and Bufford Kissdrivel. He also does voices for these characters, bringing them to life. This is a craft he has been honing
annoying everyone around him to death since childhood.
Known associates: The Losers Club. Seven is a lucky number, after all.
The Turtle, although this particular “reptile” is a bit useless times and can’t always help.
Has also been known to associate with a certain mysterious time traveler.
Hobbies; Laughter, of course! He also enjoys giving his friends a hard time, especially poor Stan the Man, whom he picks on for being Jewish. Also thinks rock and roll is okey-dokey.
Can also do the “lindy hop.” See section on friends.
Enemies: Pennywise the Dancing Clown. Obviously. Although, to be fair, Pennywise does not really make friends with anyone he meets.
Henry “Banana Heels” Bowers. See section on bullying.
Nearly every adult he encountered during childhood. See nickname. Although a certain Irish cop is more of a frenemy than anything else.
Weapon of choice: Sneezing powder. Somehow, this is a preferred weapon of choice against certain shape-shifting werewolf creatures that wear Derry High School letter jackets.
Here you go ladies…Richie Tozier! Beep beep er you are welcome! He loves music, and plays allllll the hits! Is up for almost anything on a date, except going to a Chinese restaurant and being served fortune cookies! He also does not enjoy anything related to Paul Bunyan AT ALL!
That’s it for this week’s Man Crush Monday. Tune in next week as we talk some more about our feelings for fictional men!