When I was a kid growing up in Montana I was crazy about the William Castle movies. Because they were shown at The Twi-Lite Drive In my pals and I didn’t get to sample any of Bill’s ‘virtual reality’ gimmicks but later I got hit with the whole shebang when I caught The Tingler in Spokane. First a skeleton came whizzing down the aisle then a rubber bat smacked me in the back of the head and finally I got a jillion volts shot up my butt. By the time I left the cinema I was in bits, pants totally filled! But never mind that, here’s a brilliant Vincent Price portrait!
