In
1958 my dad drove me and my friend Paul to the Savoy Theatre in downtown
Ferguson. We were both ten, and this was the first time our parents let us
attend a movie without adult supervision. Dad let us off in front, making sure
we knew when and where he would pick us up. The movie was “The Blob” and according
to friends, it is was “really good” and “really scary”.
It
was the first show of the evening and a long line of kids stood waiting outside
to buy tickets. Paul and I went to the
end of the line. Most of the other kids towered over us. Some girls standing next
to us talked with each other excitedly and Paul and I noticed they smelled like
perfume. Some of the boys up ahead looked dangerous, with hair greased back,
short sleeves rolled up, shirt fronts partly unbuttoned and collars flipped up
in the back. They were smoking cigarettes, talking loudly and pushing each
other around.
The
line in the lobby for snacks was long too, but we had plenty of time before the
movie started. We bought candy, soda and shared a popcorn. I don’t remember
what kind of candy Paul got, but I bought a big chunk of fudge, not the best
choice for this particular movie. By the time we made it to our seats, the
theater was nearly full and filled with the sounds of talking and laughter. A
theater custodian patrolled up and down the aisles. As soon as he disappeared
through the curtains and into the lobby, the air was filled with flying popcorn
and crumpled candy wrappers. The concrete floor under our feet was sticky from
spilled soda and under the arms of the seats were petrified wads of chewing
gum.
The
movie opens with a young couple necking in a convertible. It was Steve
McQueen’s first movie role and he received $3,000 for his performance. The girl
was Anita Corsaut, who would several years later play Helen Crump, Opie’s
teacher and Andy’s girlfriend on the Andy Griffith Show. The couple notices a
meteor cross the night sky and crash to earth. They take off in Steve’s powder
blue 1952 Plymouth, to try to find it. But an old man, who lives in a cabin
nearby, finds it first. The old man pokes the small meteor with a stick and it
opens to reveal a small, round, reddish blob. He then pokes the blob and lifts
it up to examine it. It now looks yellowish and oozy like a big disgusting glob
of snot. When it jumps from the stick onto the old man’s hand, a collective
gasp ripples across the theater. The old man tries to shake it off, but can’t.
He stumbles out onto the highway and Steve and Miss Crump nearly run him over.
I
watched parts of the movie on "you-tube" in order to write this blog-post, and compared to today’s
horror films, it’s terrible. It’s poorly written, the actors definitely would
not win any awards and most importantly, to today’s kids, it would not be the
least bit scary. In the 50s “cheap teen movies” were made for the drive-in movie
market. “The Blob” was released as a double feature along with “I Married a Monster
from Outer Space”. But in 1958, the entire audience of kids, even the “cool”
rowdy kids, were transfixed by the suspense, many hiding their eyes and
scrunching down in their seats.
Paul
and I voraciously ate the popcorn, drank the soda and I was working on my big hunk of fudge
right when the blob oozed through the ventilation grates and into the on screen movie theater.
I had to leave my seat, run up the aisle and out the exit to upchuck by the
side of the theater. But I didn’t want to miss any of the action, so I ran back
in and continued watching.
No one could figure out how to stop
the blob until a fire broke out and some of the fire extinguisher fluid accidentally
sprayed it. When it recoiled, our hero, Steve, remembered it recoiling earlier from an
open freezer door and put two and two together. Steve's teenage friends and the cops
grabbed all the fire extinguishers they could find and were able to temporarily
freeze it. In its frozen state, the blob was airlifted by an Air Force heavy
lift cargo plane to the Arctic and sent parachuting down onto the ice. In the final
dialogue of the movie, Policeman Dave
says something like, “the blob is not dead, but at least it has been stopped.”
To which Steve replies, "Yeah, as long as the Arctic stays cold." And
if you’ve been listening to the news lately you’d know that the Arctic ice is
melting at an unparalleled rate. Paul and I survived our first unsupervised
outing at the Savoy. On the way out we noticed Hercules was coming next week.
We could hardly wait.
The last film I remember seeing at the Savoy was “A
Thousand Clowns” with Jason Robards. It
was the summer after I graduated from McCluer High School and my last date with
Marley before entering the Army.
great recollection. I can still smell the stench of soggy popcorn today. Worse than the blob. Steve McQueen's career took a downhill spiral after the blob.
ReplyDeleteIn thinking about your concern regarding the return of the blob as a result of global warming, I think it has already happened..... in the form of a president.
ReplyDeleteI saw a thousand clowns but never understood it. Like so many movies at that time there was some kind of big message that flew right over my head.
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ReplyDeleteSaw Psycho at the Savoy. Will never forget all the screaming. Lots of good times at the Savoy!!!
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