Zorba, the Ghost!

Well, I will be able to get in two Castle films in October this year, which is the usual ratio, so that is comforting. The first has never really made the October cut in time’s past: 13 Ghosts (1960). I prefer The Tingler (1959) or Homicidal (1961), quite frankly, but 13 Ghosts wasn’t unworthy, I wouldn’t say, for the final day of Halloween season. It does have the diabolical actions of a killer responsible for crushing his employer with a bed (!) just so he could gain access to hidden cash. In fact, the conclusion has this killer willing to crush a boy named BUCK (I yell this name aloud every time I say it, as if Percepto! was bolted to my ass) under that same bed, only for the ghost of Zorba to diffuse such horrible plans. Money/greed can really corrupt the soul. Castle includes ghostly apparitions you can see with special glasses and a paleontologist’s All American family moving in to their “ghost collector” scientist uncle’s abode. Buck even sees a headless lion-tamer and his ghostly lion (and the lion-tamer looking for his head in the lion’s mouth!). Oh, and the family get together to play around with a Ouija board and Margaret Hamilton (“I’m melting! Melting!”) conducts a séance to locate Zorba for some answers. And I mustn’t ever forget to mention how the ghosts trash the kitchen, just dumping flour and milk in the floor!