The Thanksgiving Gift We All Needed: 35 Years ago, The Undertaker debuted at the 1990 Survivor Series

November 22nd: A day that lives in infamy for two reasons. The assassination of President John Kennedy in 1963, and the birth of a WWF legend at the annual Thanksgiving wrestling tradition at the 1990 Survivor Series. Yes, I still refer to WWE as WWF by default because I’m a rebel, Dottie.

I’ll never forget that fateful Thanksgiving when our stereotypical giant Italian family got together for our fat-fuck annual holiday feast. Italian cold cuts platters, Italian Christmas Soup, the big turkey feast, and of course, the mother fuckin’ PPV holiday event of the year: The WWF Survivor Series!

Real talk- To this very day, no WWE event intros can hold a candle to the ones of the ’80s’ and early ’90s. If their sole purpose was to rile you up and make you want to suplex your little brother into the mashed potatoes, well then goddammit, they did their job!

Anyway, after the twelfth course of dinner, we all gathered around my grandparents’ oversized Magnavox floor television to witness wrestling mullet glory in all its splendor; with my eight-year-old ass popped squat right in front of this beast. Everyone was pretty excited for the entire program, with levels of exhilaration varying between us over what match we were most looking forward to. However, collectively we WERE VERY ANXIOUS for two things in particular with this Survivor Series: what the hell was in this giant egg that the WWF heavily hyped up in the weeks leading up to the program, and who, exactly, was this mystery Million Dollar teammate that “The Million Dollar Man” Ted DiBiase kept boasting about leading up to the feud group match with Dusty Rhodes and his American Dream Team?

Well, like I said. I’ll NEVER forget the intro made by DiBiase himself once the match was ready to get underway.

“I would like to introduce to you now my mystery partner. Led to the ring, by his manager, Brother Love, weighing in at 320 pounds, from Death Valley, I GIVE YOU, THE UNDERTAKER!” Followed by his signature maniacal laughter, (one that I always got a kick out of). And what came out of those tall, dark curtains leading to the arena was nothing short of a spiritual experience for everyone watching. I WAS IN AWE.

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Roddy Piper took the words right out of our mouths: “LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THAT HAM HOCK!!”

The debut of one of the most celebrated wrestlers in history, a man who’d go on to win seven WWF (now WWE) Heavyweight Championships, as well as 25 WrestleMania matches, is truly a golden moment in wrestling history. From his entrance alone, we initially expected a slow-moving superstar that relied on gimmick and strength, but holy FUCK we were so damn wrong.

The very first opponent to get a taste of the PHENOM, as announcers dubbed him later on, was appropriately the legendary Bret “The Hitman” Hart. However, Hart’s teammates Rhodes, Neidhart, and Koko B. Ware all got a graveyard-style ass-whoopin’ at the gloved paws of the Deadman- with Koko being on the receiving end of the very first Tombstone Pile Driver. Now again, with a man as large as Mark Calaway (The Undertaker) you can imagine our surprise when this dead-eyed wrestler started moving around the ring like a beautiful ballet with wrestling moves. His agility paired with intimidation tactics was quite remarkable and unlike anything I had personally seen in my short-lived life up until then. And I can personally say with confidence it hasn’t been matched since.

I’m just glad THIS was his epic debut and not that of the goddamn Gobbeldy Gooker where The Undertaker himself was scared to death thinking that HIS WWF arrival was going to be not as the iconic dead man, but this awful gimmick instead as he described in Steve Austin: The Broken Skull Sessions:

“So about the time I got my phone call, they were doing this promotion where, on the show — back then they’d do three or four weeks in a row — they had this gigantic egg on the set.  So this egg appears on the show, right? And all of a sudden my mind just starts going like, ‘Aw, man, they’re going to bring me in — now this is how outlandish the gimmicks were back then too — I’m going to be ‘Egg Man.’ I had convinced myself, to the point where my stomach hurt, that I’m going to be ‘Egg Man.’”

This Thanksgiving marks over 30 years since The ‘Taker stole the show in the WWE and watching his Boneyard Match with AJ Styles this past April, just proves my point all the more. The man is truly a goddamn treasure in the industry and he made a fan for life with me on that very first night in 1990.

And yep-this is my little tribute to the Phenom, OG and traditional style on my right-back shoulder done by husband and soulmate Bradley Pauley at our shop, Last Chance Tattoo. Funny enough, a few years back this picture made it to a tattoo list in Wrestlezone, and I just stumbled upon it accidentally. Oh, the internet is full of surprises.

Also, worth noting, is our seven degrees of separation with The Undertaker that actually includes our shop. Our dear, departed friend MoJo Thomas, who sadly passed away in 2020, was taught by Doc Dog and Smilin’ Paul of Las Vegas Tattoo Company-who initially was the artist of a few of Calaway’s tattoos! So yes, he was around while the Undertaker was getting drilled on his skin back in the early ’90s’ and I am so envious of this. Also, it’s a great story that intertwines a friend I miss dearly and one of my childhood heroes, and it had to be said.

Anyway, the debut of this magnificent specimen of a superstar definitely ranks up there as one of my favorite childhood pop-culture memories. So let’s relive it together with the magic of YouTube! Cheers to 30 years of non-stop beautiful, bone-breaking entertainment brought to you by the American Badass!

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[VIDEO] The Alternate Ending Revealed for “HALLOWEEN ENDS” is What We SHOULD Have Had

Well, Cochran, I know this much: “HALLOWEEN ENDS” had the same kind of potential as SEASON OF THE WITCH, but it was all shot to shit in favor of a “deader than dead” ending that killed Michael Myers off for good. HALLOWEEN ENDS somewhat followed the formula of the now cult classic, HALLOWEEN III, with something new, fresh, and exciting. taking the franchise in a different direction felt like a breath of fresh air until they completely kicked themselves in the nuts by *SPOILER*, killing Corey and finishing that movie with the very appropriate “trash-bag” ending that we have.

It’s a damn shame, and in the new BLUMHOUSE behind-the-scenes book, “Horror’s New Wave: 15 Years Of Blumhouse” which was sent to me for a review and it is quite the masterful book, actress and Halloween franchise star, Jamie Lee Curtis opens up about the alternate ending that was considered for HALLOWEEN ENDS and quite frankly I’m severely pissed they didn’t go in this direction. It would have changed the tone of the movie entirely, and I feel would have been so much better received by fans and critics alike.

“The original ending of “Halloween Ends”, which was originally titled Halloween Dies, was a scene in a mask factory. You see a conveyor belt of masks being manufactured. They’re all Michael Myers masks, which was saying, “We’re all monsters if we put on the mask. It’s not just Michael, it’s all of us if we wear the mask.” And yet somehow it didn’t satiate. I think it was too intellectual for this finale/ It was a big swing, and I honor and support the big swing.

So basically, they wanted to dumb it down for everybody. Cool.

Here’s the entire passage from the book, including another alternate ending that was scrapped.

Now while that ending, which in my humble opinion, would have been the proper ending, never came to fruition, good ol’ HERE LIES made his own fan edit ending for HALLOWEEN ENDS a whole two years ago before any of this actually came to light via the book! And I’ll just say, they should have hired him as a consultant and I’ll take this ending and splice it into the movie just to satisfy my own bitterness over what could have been.

Sometimes, we just need a master VHS and digital video fan editor to step in and do the studio’s job and the holy horror Lord’s work.

Celebrating 40 Years Of Practical Effects Werewolves with “STEPHEN KING’S SILVER BULLET”

CREATURE FEATURES: CELEBRATING 35 YEARS OF  PRACTICAL EFFECTS WEREWOLVES VIA STEPHEN KING'S SILVER BULLET

When I say I’m a fan of STEPHEN KING’S SILVER BULLET, there’s my commitment status. I don’t fuck around like a virgin on prom night.

Anyway, let’s start with the obvious. I understand a lot of people disregard the Reverend Werewolf’s final reveal look; comparing it to something of a dog-bear (and honestly, you aren’t wrong about that). However, it is meant as an insult rather than a critique, and I think a lot of these people have An American Werewolf on London on the brain. I will argue till the day I die that THIS look (not transformation but LOOK) in particular, is far scarier and that is my personal, and firm opinion on the matter.

And I will fucking die on that hill.

Everyone has that horror comfort film, and for myself, SILVER BULLET is one of them. For what I can recall in a string of several months when I was about eight or nine years old, I went to sleep to this movie every. Single. Night, I’m not entirely sure to this day exactly why I find so much ease and relaxation with a film that gave me my first vivid nightmare that I can actually remember. I can’t say I have ever met someone who actually remembered dreams they had as a toddler; but when I was 3 years old, I had a nightmare about this movie that had me waking up screaming and crying for my father, as in my dream, Reverend Werewolf busted through our kitchen pantry from outside and mauled my dad, spilling his insides on the floor. Sort of like the ending of the film, but my father didn’t get to survive like the Busey.

Then approaching me, but not before waking up into hysterics. Now I never actually watched the film that young, however, I remember my parents and grandparents renting the film, and watching it in the living room, with me sneaking around the corner catching sneak peeks while I’m being screamed at to go play in my room. But I’m a rebel. I kept slithering around the corner and checking out what was keeping their interest piqued at the boob tube. I recall catching the bridge scene, and of course, the ending. Which would explain my nightmare fully.

You would think a memory and a dream that has stuck with me for 40 years would do the exact opposite. But what can I say, I’m a special kind of breed. Regardless of the hate people give the werewolf suit, it worked well enough to scare the shit out of me as a kid. As an adult, I don’t see too many issues with it either, because having read the novella, ”Cycle of the Werewolf”, I get what they were going for: A man that is truly a monster, hiding among everyone. Something we all know is a very real thing. And the practical effects of this movie need to be celebrated because if I have to read another AN AMERICAN WEREWOLF IN LONDON piece praising its special effects (which, by the wa,y I am not undermining- credit where it is due), I’m going to lose my shit. And maybe we should be giving a little more credit to Stephen King’s first attempt to screenplay his own vision from pages to the screen.

Special effects master Carlo Rambaldi, whose notable works include creating the works behind King Kong (1976), Alien, and E.T. The Extra Terrestrial, was tasked as the special and make-up effects head to complete the werewolf looks in Stephen King’s novella turned featured film. The realistic style suit was one piece that was topped with a mask that was operated by a variety of mechanics operated by the crew. Twelve levers to be exact, like that of a bicycle, that could manipulate the wolf’s facial expressions. For long-distance shots, there was a simpler mask that didn’t require all the fancy tech wires.

However, Rambaldi was only given five executive weeks to pull of this sorcery. Hey, if the master of Queen Alien could do it, anyone can! Still, shooting had commenced even before the final suit and mask were ready. So those little snips of the werewolf, leading up to the big reveal, were done with another purpose behind them.

“Ultimately, it looked like a bear,” confesses Attias. “The werewolf was very late in being designed, and Carlo (Rambaldi) was given very little time or money to work on it. In fact, it was so late that we had already started filming before we had the suit, so we started shooting scenes without it. I tried to make sure the audience would see it as little as possible. – Excerpt from interview with the Master Cylinder.

Everett McGill wore the suit for most of the shooting and spent a considerable amount of time figuring out the perfect walk for something that was neither man nor beast. But a man that has been trapped inside an animal, who eventually accepted his fate and embraced this dark shadow within him. Resulting in the werewolf quenching his thirst for blood on the “sinners” of the town- as McGill puts it speaking to the Shadow Nation podcast. However, he wasn’t even the first choice! Attias had hired a dancer to wear the suit, but apparently, it didn’t work out, resulting in McGill going hairy balls deep in the role-playing of both the wolf and his not-so-holy counterpart. More demanding stunts in the costume required a double; which was taken on by Julius Le Flore, the stunt coordinator for the film.

Now. We certainly can’t talk about the effects without mentioning the greatest scene in the movie that brought together a record FORTY werewolves on screen together, the most in any film to date. Instead of Rambaldi, make-up artist Michael McCracken, Jr. was in charge of the dream sequence that involved a few actors already in the film, and the rest were made up of Julius Le Flore’s friends of gymnasts and dancers. Clearly distinguishing themselves as different from Lowe’s wolf persona, but were taught the “werewolf walk” McGill had been practicing by the good ol’ Reverend himself.

The congregation of wolves was broken down into three groups. One group had a radio transmitting facial features, providing movement in the ears, forehead, and mouth. The second bunch had a “tongue device”; allowing the performer to snarl by simply moving the device around with, well, their tongue. The third had no special effects at all, other than make-up and served as the background werewolves.

And since it’s such a wonderful sequence, let’s give it a watch.

To say the least, there were a lot of painstaking elements involved in the production of these creatures. And while some may mock Rambaldi’s werewolf concept, including that of Producer Dino De Laurentiis, it was again the only one that gave me nightmares when I was a kid. That has to account for something!

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