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weirdlookindog · 4 months
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The House That Dripped Blood (1971) - VHS cover
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thatdoodlebug · 6 months
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love him all pouty and soft in bed with a little bit of chest exposure as a little treat. what a whore
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“[A house’s] basement may fill with churning acid like an empty stomach, and its gorge may rise as it asks itself through clenched teeth ‘what did I do wrong?’ It may grow bitter. It may grow hungry. So hungry and so bitter that its scruples dissolve and doors unlock themselves.”
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vintage1981 · 1 year
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Celebrating Ingrid Pitt
Ingrid Pitt (born Ingoushka Petrov; 21 November 1937 – 23 November 2010) was a Polish-British actress and writer best known for her work in horror films of the 1970s.
Ingoushka Petrov was born in Warsaw, Poland, one of two daughters of a father of German Jewish descent and a Polish Jewish mother. During World War II, she and her mother were imprisoned in Stutthof concentration camp in Sztutowo, Free City of Danzig (present-day Nowy Dwór Gdański County, Pomeranian Voivodeship, Poland) but escaped. In Berlin, in the 1950s, Ingoushka married an American soldier, Laud Roland Pitt Jr., and moved to California. After her marriage failed she returned to Europe, but after a small role in a film, she took the shortened stage name "Ingrid Pitt", keeping her former husband's surname, and headed to Hollywood, where she worked as a waitress while trying to make a career in films.
In the early 1960s, Pitt was a member of the prestigious Berliner Ensemble, under the guidance of Bertolt Brecht's widow Helene Weigel. In 1965, she made her film debut in Doctor Zhivago, playing a minor role. In 1968, she co-starred in the low-budget science-fiction film The Omegans, and in the same year, played British spy Heidi Schmidt in Where Eagles Dare opposite Richard Burton and Clint Eastwood.
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Her work with Hammer Film Productions elevated her to cult figure status. She starred as Carmilla/Mircalla in The Vampire Lovers (1970), based on Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu's novella Carmilla, and played the title role in Countess Dracula (1971), based on the legends about Countess Elizabeth Báthory. Pitt also appeared in the Amicus horror anthology film The House That Dripped Blood (1971) and had a small part in The Wicker Man (1973).
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During the 1980s, Pitt returned to mainstream films and television. Her role as Fraulein Baum in the 1981 BBC Playhouse Unity, who is denounced as a Jew by Unity Mitford (Lesley-Anne Down), was uncomfortably close to her real-life experiences. Her popularity with horror film buffs had her in demand for guest appearances at horror conventions and film festivals. Other films in which Pitt has appeared outside the horror genre are: Who Dares Wins (1982) (or The Final Option), Wild Geese II (1985) and Hanna's War (1988). Generally cast as a villainess, her characters often died horribly at the end of the final reel. "Being the anti-hero is great – they are always roles you can get your teeth into."
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In the 1980s she also reinvented herself as a writer. Her first book, after a number of ill-fated tracts on the plight of Native Americans, was the 1980 novel, Cuckoo Run, a spy story about mistaken identity. "I took it to Cubby Broccoli. It was about a woman called Nina Dalton who is pursued across South America in the mistaken belief that she is a spy. Cubby said it was a female Bond. He was being very kind."
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In 1999, her autobiography, Life's a Scream (Heinemann) was published, and she was short-listed for the for her own reading of extracts from the audio book.
The autobiography detailed the harrowing experiences of her early life—in a Nazi concentration camp, her search through Europe in Red Cross refugee camps for her father, and her escape from East Berlin, one step ahead of the Volkspolizei. "I always had a big mouth and used to go on about the political schooling interrupting my quest for thespian glory. I used to think like that. Not good in a police state."
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Pitt died in a south London hospital on 23 November 2010, a few days after collapsing, and two days after her 73rd birthday, from congestive heart failure.
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Seven months before she died, Pitt finished narration for Ingrid Pitt: Beyond the Forest (2011), an animated short film on her experience in the Holocaust, a project that had been in the works for five years. Character design and storyboards were created by two-time Academy Award-nominated filmmaker Bill Plympton. The film is directed by Kevin Sean Michaels; co-produced and co-written by Jud Newborn, Holocaust expert and author, "Sophie Scholl and the White Rose"; and drawn by 10-year-old animator, Perry Chen.
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autelephone · 24 days
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The House that Dripped Blood, 1971.
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creativecuquilu · 3 months
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Happy Valentine's day!
Because I absolutely love Jon Pertwee, I thought it was better to choose this day to show you six more of his roles besides the Third Doctor. That is not all, I've even included him from the album Jon Pertwee sings song for vulgar boatmen. Not only he's an amazing actor and Doctor Who incarnation, he's got a heavenly voice as well 🎵 Please, I'm begging you, listen to My grandfather's clock in the Children's favourites album from 1966...you won't get his precious vocal chords out of your head.
Looks like I'm going to fanart him to death this year...I'm so sorry, Gomez.
Hope you like it!
Artwork (c) @CreativeCuquiLu Worzel Gummidge (c) Southern TV The House that Dripped Blood (c) Amicus Productions Carry on Screaming! (c) The Rank Organisation Will Any Gentleman...? (c) Associated British Picture Corporation (this movie also features William Hartnell 👴🏻) Jon Pertwee sings song for vulgar boatmen (c) Phillips Records Children's favourites (c) Music for Pleasure
WATCH IT - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PIV39VMBwiU
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fitsofgloom · 9 months
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Don't You Know, Dear Count, It's A Mystery?
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preordainedplace · 3 months
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we came into town under cover of night, because we were pretty sure the people here were going to hate us once they really got to know us. it was summer. it’s always summer with us. in our lives together, which are sweet in the way of rotting things, it is somehow permanently summer. the moon rose above the trees, older than time, greener than money. you hung your head out the window of our dusty lemon-yellow el camino and howled, and i turned up the radio, because the sound of your voice was already beginning to get to me. the speakers crackled and the music came through: frankie valli and the four seasons. pretty as a midsummer’s morn, they call her dawn. let the love of god come and get us if it wants us so bad. we know where we are going when all of this is done. some people might say that buying a house you’ve never actually seen close-up is a bad idea, but what does anybody know about our needs, anyhow? for us it was perfect. the peeling paint. the old cellar. the garden in the back. the porch out front. the still air of the living room. the attic. everywhere entirely unfurnished and doomed to remain largely so, save for our own meagre offerings: a cheap sofa, an old mattress, a couple of chairs and some ashtrays. maybe a table salvaged from some diner gone into bankruptcy, i don’t remember. neither do you. we drank store-brand gin with fresh lime juice out of plastic cups or straight from the bottle and we spread ourselves out face-up on the wooden floors. an aerial view of us might have suggested we’d been knocked down, but what we were doing was staking our claim. establishing our territories. making good. not on the vows we’d made but on the ones we’d really meant. you produced a wallet-sized transistor radio out of nowhere and you found a sympathetic station: somebody was playing howlin’ wolf. smokestack lightning. o yes, i loved you once. o yes, you loved me more. we entered that old house like a virus entering its host. you following me, me following you. however you like. the windows were high and the walls were thick and sturdy. it was hot as blazes. the guts of summer. always down in the sugar-deep barrel-bottom belly of summer itself. always. in our shared walk down to the bottom, which bottom we will surely find if only our hearts are brave and our love true enough, we have found that it is somehow invariably and quite permanently summer. - john darnielle, tallahassee cd liner notes
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tmglineaday · 1 month
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The cellar door is an open throat
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moodboard: mfw on the phone
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clemsfilmdiary · 8 months
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The House That Dripped Blood (1971, Peter Duffell)
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weirdlookindog · 7 months
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Les Edwards - Ingrid Pitt in 'The House That Dripped Blood'.
Cover art for 'The Mammoth Book of Vampire Stories by Women'.
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thatdoodlebug · 6 months
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midnitcafe · 6 months
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Peter Cushing in The House That Dripped Blood (1971)
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creativecuquilu · 1 month
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Oh, look. It's Mr. Henderson again, but he has no fangs...and a rather peculiar friend is with him. The Vault of Horror is another Amicus horror anthology, this time featuring five men discussing their nightmares in a large round room. One of these men is Tom Baker, who plays a painter by the surname Moore. At Taihi, he buys voodoo in order to avenge those who wronged his artwork by drawing and mutilating their portraits...But the curse has a price - the voodoo affects his own self portrait too! His story is an adaptation of a Tales from the Crypt story, called Drawn and Quartered. That vault is mostly adaptations of said comics, while The house that dripped blood is Robert Bloch stories. It also features a neat freak, a bunch of vampires, Indian magic and even an insurance scam! British horror is quite possibly even creepier than American one. Maybe even european Horror - like the Spanish REC, El Dia de la Bestia (also a bit fun since it stars Santiago Segura) and Tesis! Maybe I should start finding a way out of the British media hole...Damn you, Doctor! Hope you like it! Artwork (c) @CreativeCuquiLu The House that Dripped Blood and The Vault of Horror (c) Amicus Productions
WATCH IT - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8HEpACQ6WK0
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zippocreed501 · 11 months
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Ingrid Pitt as Carla Lynde
The House That Dripped Blood (1971)
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