By Jordan Mooney.
If Cat on the Wall was not so duly flooded by music promoters, gig advertisements and bands, we would likely have become a Vincent Price fanzine by now.
Vincent Price represents an entire era of horror picture, the elegant, gothic but-oh-so fiendish rogue of the genre’s most elegant forms of exploitation and heavy marketing. While none of the films that made his career so iconic are, perhaps, masterpieces, they are all wonderful tributes to that most beautiful element of style; campy, overacting pieces that form near-Shakespearian sagas of bedevilled men and their hapless pursuers.
In perhaps a different category to the Poe-penned masterpieces of his golden age, Vincent also starred as the oh-so-devious Doctor Goldfoot in 1965 – and managed to smash yet another bizarre r...Read More