Star Magazine | These ghouls know how to make you scream
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Now that Halloween has become one of the biggest, baddest holidays on the chronology, a simple “boo” just doesn’t cut it anymore.</p><p>So what’s a ghoul to do?</p><p>We found out from performers known as Screamsters and Alley Freaks at Worlds of Fun, where they wrap up the annual Halloween Around on Sunday. Underneath the makeup and masks they’re exactly everyday folks: stay-at-home mommies, teachers, landscapers, true to life artists, musicians, waitresses.</p><p>But the unreal things they do in the melancholy? Some of them have literally scared the you-know-what out of people. (Definitely.) </p><p>“It’s an art to go out there and scare people,” Cassandra Reeder insists.</p><p>The makeup artist/sometime waitress from Gladstone plays Kandi the Tooth Fairy. With a visage and ample bosom painted ghostly ghostly, and jagged shark-like teeth growing out of the side of her fa, Kandi walks through the park mooching molars.</p><p>“There’s all dissimilar kinds of ways to scare,” Mitch Monath of Raytown says. “You’ve got your designing scare. You’ve got your creepy scare. You’ve got your loud, banging blare — a startle scare.”</p><p>Monath plays Hugo Dank Foot, a trash can goblin in tattered clothing whose eyes brightness devilishly in the dark thanks to a black kindle he attached to his monster mask.</p><p>“I like to act a stress the game ‘Is It Real?’ ” he says. “When I find out people ask ‘Is that real,’ that’s when I know to jump out and scare shitty scrape together them because they’re in that debating phase.”</p><p>But even the pros develop certain rules when they’re scaring up screams.</p><p>They never bring up the people they’re scaring. And they don’t punk children in strollers.</p><p>Grown men, on the other side by side …</p><p>“It’s really fun to scare the gaggle of 13-year-old girls,” says Reeder, the winsome Tooth Fairy. “But it’s even more fun when you make the big, 42-year-old muscle man waiting on his girlfriend … screech like a little girl.”</p><p><flyover class="subhead">Big bang theory</p><p></spell>Jordan Bunce of Lenexa is a king of the jolt scare.</p><p>“I’m loud,” says the Concourse Freak known as Crisper, an undead resident from the insane asylum with a twitchy Gene Simmons patois and a pervert’s leer. Crisper’s electrocution was botched, so his mask and hair are faux-bloodied and charred. He looks like he has been barbecued.</p><p>“I like to overstate people feel sick in their stomach only just by seeing me,” Bunce says.</p><p>The 19-year-old makes a living as a juggler/dolt/jack-of-all-performances around Kansas City. So he’s in his sphere when he silently sidles next to someone in the dark and suddenly … CACKLES AT THEM LIKE GILBERT GOTTFRIED ON Slit.</p><p>And if that doesn’t make them jump …</p><p>WHAM!</p><p>He bangs a metal shovel on the pavement.</p><p>“It’s a fun fashion, slamming a shovel by someone’s foot,” says Bunce, who swears he has never accidentally whacked anyone in the mournful. “Last year I broke more shovels than days I worked here … if you weigh about it, this is paid anger management.”</p><p><spell class="subhead">The tag side</p><p></span>Sometimes it takes two to pull off a good collect: One to distract the victims, the other to go in for the thrill.</p><p>In one of their choreographed set-ups, Bunce throws himself on the deposit in fake convulsions near where Monath, a.k.a. Hugo Close Foot, is hiding behind his garbage can.</p><p>“When they walk towards me to get away from him, I rise out from behind the trash can,” Monath says.</p><p>And when their victims are “screaming and crying, they’ve forgotten all about me,” Bunce adds. “And that’s when I give up back around and slam my shovel down.”</p><p><span classify="subhead">Creep show</p><p></term>By day, Lindsey Farrar teaches music to slope-schoolers. After dark on October weekends, she’s perched on a titan white rocking chair outside one of the Worlds of Fun haunted houses. With blackened eyes and a wig of base brown ringlets, she looks like a off one's rocker baby doll.</p><p>Farrar doesn’t impute people scream. She makes them uncomfortable. They don’t take their eyes off of her as they apply in the long line outside the evil doll mill where dolls are being turned into humans.</p><p>“I am just very creepy, and it scares people a lot,” Farrar, of Lee’s Climax, says.</p><p> As she rocks back and forth, back and forth, slayer-staring at people, she holds in her arms an ashen-skinned baby doll with horns. Her other “pet,” her favorite prop, broke. Darn the success rate.</p><p>“His head spun around and his eyes lit up … one of those fiend dolls,” she says. “I’m really sad about it.”</p><p><period class="subhead">Quieten is ghoulish</p><p></span>Lindsey Farrar’s allay, Mark Farrar, also works at Worlds of Fun during the Halloween time. He roams the grounds in full monster get-up as Krampus, named after the guy who worked alongside Santa Claus in Austria handing out coal to bad youthful boys and girls.</p><p>At 6 foot 4 inches, Attend to is a mountain of a monster when he pulls his horned domino over his face. Mark is a mechanic for the Missouri Air Federal Guard, but it’s his soldier training in the Air Force he employs when scaring people. He can withstand perfectly still and silent, like a soldier at heed.</p><p>“I stand like a statue most of the time, and I see people rightful watching me,” he says.</p><p>When people get up painstaking and decide that he’s fake, he starts walking behind them, big as a collapse.</p><p>Gotcha!</p><p>“I know it’s sick. But I like making people squeal,” says Farrar, a preacher’s son. “It’s fun.”</p><p><overpass class="subhead">Scatter your skin — so to speak</p><p></span>Todd Hoover-Holthus understands why some people would mark it’s a little weird (or wrong?) for a special knowledge teacher to portray a ghoul named the Kid Catcher.</p><p>But to be indeed good at scaring people you have to be willing to be someone you’re not, sayeth he and his beau freaks.</p><p>(Of course, it probably helps to have a theater somewhat, as he has. And gallons of fake blood help, too.)</p><p>“I am entirely a nurturer. I can’t pass up a good hug,” says the Kansas Burg teacher. “My class is 3-year-olds. So I’m spending my day with 3-year-olds, coloring and playing and doing the alphabet.</p><p>“Then I common knowledge here and I catch them.” </p><p>In costume he’s a 3-year-old’s nightmare, wearing sombre pants, black shirt, black vest and dejected black topcoat with devilishly curled tails. His visage is darkened and shadowy.</p><p>“I’m a starer,” he says. “I can splodge people from a few yards away who are going ‘Oh, that guy is creepy.’ So I valid stop, stare at them a bit, take a couple more steps and obstruct, look back at them and then just keep going. Just gives them a mean creep.”</p><p>When he skulks around the park he seems shorter than his 6-foot-1-inch forge because he walks hunched over, the better to stalk his low-to-the-reason prey. He carries a big black net, and if people ask nicely, he’ll avalanche it over their heads for a holiday photo op.</p><p>“I’ve always felt this, in any show I’ve been in, it’s always delicate to play someone completely opposite yourself, just to plunge into somebody else’s world,” he says. “It’s an run, too.”</p><p><span class="subhead">They don’t scrap</p><p></span>Wendi Cloud, a.k.a. The Rat Lady, walks around the car park with three male rodents — Emerson, Hagrid and Mickey — clinging to her man to man. The rats live with her in Leavenworth, where she is a stay-at-on mom home-schooling the youngest of her three children.</p><p>Employing persevere rats as props means she needn’t say a brief conversation to make people scream.</p><p>“My thing is Machiavellian scares, because with them I can’t make a lot of loud noises or a lot of gesture because they sleep on my shoulders,” she says.</p><p>When someone asks if they can pet her rats, she noiselessly nods her head.</p><p>They come closer.</p><p> <stretch class="italic">Chomp!</cross></p><p>She snaps at them with her blackened teeth.</p><p>“That’s enough to get people event away,” she laughs. “The rats don’t chew. But I might.”</p><p>She might also give chase.</p><p>“I’ll wait for a group of people walking by and the first hour I hear somebody say ‘Oh, get those away from me,’ I pick one up, put it in my give in and start chasing.”</p><p>The only hazard of working with rats? The terrifying laundry bill.</p><p>For Cloud’s rats don’t bite, but they do pee on the job.
Source: Kansas City Star
Halloween DVD roundup: Femme fatales in fright flicks
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It was a male concoction of the 1950s brought to life on the big screen: a planet inhabited by nothing but exquisite, stacked women in short skirts and lavish heels.
"Queen of Outer Space" (1958) is the preeminent membrane of this cheesecake sci-fi sub-genre, which includes "Cat Women of the Moon" (1953), "Fire Maidens of Outer Measure out" (1956) and "Missile to the Moon" (1958), not to in "Abbott and Costello Go to Mars" (1953) and the Three Stooges in "Outer Room Jitters" (1957). "Queen of Outer Play" stars Zsa Zsa Gabor, whose Hungarian accent is here peddled as Venutian.
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