If you were a kid that grew up in the Twin Cities in the 1970's, you knew that you were having a wild night if the babysitter let you stay up to watch Horror, Incorporated. The show ran horror movies from the 40's, 50's, and 60's - many of them black and white and many of them classic.
For me, I loved the any of the Wolfman movies ("Even a man who is pure of heart and says his prayers at night - may become a wolf when the wolfsbane blooms and the moon is full at night"), Creature from the Black Lagoon, and any of the Godzilla iterations.
I usually always feel asleep at some point, but just making it to the creepy opening was a kiddom coup. And what a creepy opening it was:
Campy? Heck yes. But for a boy back in the 70's it was television magic. Pure magic.
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