Name a great late-night horror television experience you have had.
Bill Cunningham - DisContent
Friday nights - long, long ago - CBS ran episodes of KOLCHAK: THE NIGHT STALKER. It was the perfect hour for that material and scared me far more at 11:30 pm then it ever did at 10pm.
Maybe it was lack of sleep. Maybe it was the fact that the rest of the house was asleep and the lights were out. A particularly memorable epsiode was The Trevi Collection - where the witch was using mannequins to kill. Scared the crap out of me…especially when she screamed as Kolchak denounced her in front of the passers-by on the street.
Sean T. Collins - Attentiondeficitdisorderly Too Flat
One night during what I believe was my junior year in high school, I was staying up late and flipping through the channels (most likely looking for something good on Skinemax) when I came across the opening credits of a movie I’d heard of from my horror-loving friends : Nightbreed. Instantly my heart started pounding: This was a REAL horror movie! I’d loved the old Universal and Godzilla monster movies as a kid and had seen things like The Lost Boys during my adolescence, but for as long as I could remember the gruesome R-rated gorefests of your local video store’s horror section were something I avoided in genuine terror. No matter how good this Clive Barker guy was supposed to be, could I possibly watch one now? Pulse racing and stomach churning, I sat there and forced myself to watch. Suffice it to say I haven’t had to force myself to watch a horror movie since.
Billy - The House of Irony
When I young, my dad always worked midnights and afternoons so I never got to see him at all. I was pretty much raised by my mom. Every friday night was horror night on channel 19, which was a budding Fox affiliate at the time. So at 9 oclock every friday night (my mom would let me stay up late!) we would watch horror movies together. The one I remember most (I’ll get the amount of S’s wrong I know it) was SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. Yes, the movie was called SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. It was about this mad scientist that was injecting a guy with this secret snake juice formula. At first the guy started feeling better, but then eventually he turned into a snake and killed the doctor. Still to this day it is a movie that both me and my mother remember.
Gary Wintle
That opening for the Twilight Zone in the 80’s….oh man….the fucking dolls…
Red Hawk - Happy Horror
This is an easy one for me. One year, on Halloween, after getting home from going out trick-or-treating, I watched a marathon of old Universal Studios horror movies (Frankenstein, Dracula, Bride of Frankenstein, Wolf Man, and the Invisible Man). It was the first time I ever stayed up as late as I did, past when my mom went to bed (she conked out sometime in the middle of Dracula while I lasted up to at least the middle of Wolf Man… I can remember opening my eyes at one point and seeing a pair of pants chasing a woman down the street from “The Invisible Man”). I believe this started my appreciation for the real classic horror movies.
Nick - DVD Trash
Has to be staying up on Friday nights watching Hammer classics on the BBC, which strengthened my love of horror movies when I was younger.
David Z. - Tomb It May Concern
My favorite late night viewing was sitting up for a 3 A.M. showing of Ninja Mission when a friend got the first VCR I encountered. It was the first thing I had on tape and we had to sit up to start recording. I love that movie and every time I see it I think of not only the movie, but I remember my best friend and the stuff we did before he passed away.
JA - My New Plaid Pants
Well I have a kind-of reverse of the normal “unable to fall asleep after watching something scary” story… I had a bad dream a few months ago, I don’t remember what it was but it was bad enough to wake me up. So I got up and went into the livingroom and turned on the TV, and the episode of The X-Files called “Home” was on, which I’ve probably seen 10 times before but never grown tired of. So I stayed up and watched it, freaking out in the dark at the wonderful tale of an inbred clan and their limbless under-the-bed-ridden mother/wife, and after it was over I climbed back into bed and fell into a deep sleep of one of the best night’s of rest I’ve had in a long time. Nothing quite soothes the restless psyche like incestual mutants with booby-trapped shacks burying their deformed sibling/children fetuses in an overgrown baseball field, ya know?