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| The characters in the background are lifted straight from Francisco de Goya. |
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| A dream house with its own Ferris wheel and carousel: how could she run? |
As all good Catholics know, the root of the word carnival can either be translated as "Goodbye Meat" or "Hello Friday Fish Fry." How did a religious celebration expand its meaning to include "traveling amusement show?" These covers are similar to Bad Trip Gothics, only without the drugs. The multi-colored lights, wuthering calliopes, and masked costumes all create a festive atmosphere — but with that crucial ashen lurch towards the dark side. Here's some career advice for our fleeing heroine: head for the circus midway, there's always room on stage for one more hootchy-kootchy girl. (And where redheads like these two are especially prized.)
Assignment: "Gothic" is derived from "Visigoth," the Germanic tribe who sacked Rome, brought on the Dark Ages, and so gave The Church a stranglehold on Western souls. Was this good or bad for the Gothic Romance Paperback industry?
For more carnage see tumblr: Gothic Romance (and click the photo below to see a trailer for the spookiest Gothic Carnival movie ever filmed.)
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| The Carnival of Souls says Farewell to Flesh, eternally. |
5 comments:
We have the church organ frame from CARNIVAL OF SOULS in our garage. It's in pretty rough shape, but we have it.
WHAT?! Oh my god! Photos ... can I come visit?
It's in pieces (sides, front, back, stacked flat behind plastic in the garage... and the wooden pipes are piled under a table)... I'm sure it's practically SEETHING with brown recluse spiders at the moment. The church here in town where they filmed those scenes got rid of it a few years back, and a friend of ours passed it on to us, knowing that we're such superfans and all...
That's like a National Treasure!!!!! I bet if you put up signs along the road you'd get all sorts of paying customers. And brown recluse spiders just make it even better.
"Carnival of Souls" is one of my favourite films of all time! I've watched it so many times. For me, the creepiest part is where she is in the department store and suddenly no-one can see or hear her. That really scares me. Note to self: must book appointment with shrink.
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