10.07.09 The Unforgettable Images Of Reynold Brown
Guest contributor John Skillin writes:
As a kid growing up in the 1950s, I went to the movies almost every Saturday. In those pre-video, pre-cable days, neighborhood theaters offered "kiddie matinees," consisting of double- and triple-features of monsters and cheap science fiction. Admission was 35 cents. Most of the movies were pretty lame. I remember seeing "Frankenstein's Daughter," "I Was a Teenage Frankenstein," and "Teenage Caveman" at about the same time, but never felt cheated. As long as there was a monster (no matter how poorly conceived), we were satisfied.
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