Jabootu's Bad Movie Dimension

Monday! Boo! Skeleton! Yay! I saw The Disaster Artist last week. It was pretty great. Odd that Tommy Wiseau and Ed Wood are two of, what?, three?, (Orson Welles) American film directors who have movies made about them? Kudos to James Franco who was actually smart enough to slightly underplay Wisseau. Really the only…

Not the finest artist in terms of technique, but man, he sure lards in the elements. Also, I'd be intrigued to see Santo take on Japanese Blacula.

Boy, that artist has really captured the excitement of ladies', uh, wrestling. Strom Thurmond in his Fabio period looks on in amazement.

Me likey. Very frustrating. It's out on a cheapo Lionsgate DVD double bill (Lionsgate has a whole line of these, it seems), but they never subtitle the films. It might still be worth a look, but obviously I'd prefer it if I could understand the dialogue.

Another movie warning of the dangers of pot. I hope and trust everyone had a great holiday.

Earliest appearance of Death Bed. Kids, believe me, stay UNDER the bed.

Another artifact that plays off how weirdly (or not) disconcerting and frightening house cats can be. The cover is helped immensely by the Neil Adams art, as a more cartoony style wouldn't have worked nearly as well.

I'm a dope. I know, not exactly the shock statement of the decade. However, now that I see faces, the art is obviously Neal Adams, not Bernie Wrightson. I like the amount of detail here, suggesting a carefully arranged ritual.

Some of you may have noticed we were suffering domain name issues yesterday. Of course this immediately motivated me to pathetically bleat for help from Jabootu's resident superhero Carina Magyar, who quickly put things aright. Thanks for the thousandth time, C! House of Mystery was DC's main 'weird tales' comic. It started in 1951…