Ugh, weekends come and go. I'm nearly 44 years old and these times I have left to enjoy and write about horror, I realize, are decreasing. I finished In Search of Darkness, the 4+ hour documentary about 80s horror, a fun weekend dedicated to it in increments. I didn't watch it, nor did I want to, in one sitting. I stretched out. Earlier last week, it was on Shudder in rotation on their It Came from Shudder channel and I would catch it here and there, eventually giving it a start-to-finish dedication for the weekend, interspersing Italian horror and Joe Bob Briggs in between. I wrapped it up an hour or so ago and felt a bit down, admittedly. This decade I have such a bond with was given plenty of love, even if the films were only allotted a few minutes to a comment or two. But the segments on special effects, monsters, slashers, sex and nudity, and other identifiable characteristics we associate with 80s horror did cover films and their casts and crew oftentimes quite well. This was a special weekend to me because I had some actual alone time and gave Shudder a significant amount of time to it. And it came to a close. It sort of feels like the beginning and end of summers as a kid. They come and go. And before you know it, half your life is over.
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