Lovecraft: s-so my editor at weird tales wants me to ghost write a story
Lovecraft: for harry houdini
King: harry houdini? the famous escape artist?
King: wow, howard, what an opportunity!
Lovecraft: i guess
King: whats the matter howard
Lovecraft: i just
Lovecraft:
Lovecraft: what kind of name is houdini
Harry Houdini: pick a card! pick any card!
Lovecraft: ok
Houdini: is it
Houdini: the ace of spades??????
Lovecraft: wow! what the
Lovecraft: it is!
Lovecraft: that's incredible!
Lovecraft: they should call you "harry how'd he do that"
Lovecraft: cuz people are gonna be wondering "how'd he do that"
Houdini: "harry how'd he do that"
Houdini: hmm that's good
Houdini: damnit i should have thought of that
Lovecraft: ya know harry
Lovecraft: you're alright
Lovecraft: for an italian
Houdini: oh houdini's just a stage name
Lovecraft: oh good!
Houdini: my real name is weisz
Lovecraft:
Houdini: so there i was
Houdini: trapped in the bowels of the pyramid
Houdini: mummies to the left of me
Houdini: mummies to the right of me
Houdini: and that's when
Houdini: i started to get mad
Houdini: and that's the story of my egyptian vacation
Lovecraft: wait a minute
Lovecraft: did any of that really happen?
Houdini: no, not really
Lovecraft:
Lovecraft: do you take constructive criticism?
Lovecraft: what if
Lovecraft: instead of mummies
Lovecraft: you met some eldritch abominations?
Houdini: but still in the pyramid, right?
Lovecraft: oh yeah yeah the pyramid is great
Lovecraft: people love a good pyramid
Houdini: so there i was
Houdini: trapped in the bowels of the pyramid
Houdini: eldritch horrors from beyond infinity to the left of me
Houdini: eldritch horrors from beyond infinity to the right of me
Houdini: and that's when
Houdini: i started to get mad
Arthur Conan Doyle: wow!
Doyle: i can't believe that's a real story that really happened!
Doyle: to think! proof that eldritch space monsters are real!
Doyle: proof in our time!
Doyle: harry, how did you escape from the pyramid
Houdini: [tapping nose conspiratorially]
Doyle: aw c'mon!
Doyle: c'mon!
Doyle:
Doyle: C'MON!
Houdini: so there i was
Houdini: the world's greatest escape artist
Houdini: trapped in a mind-boggling pyramid trap
Houdini: by an eldritch horror
Frank Belknap Long: what if the eldritch horror was a giant hot sexy wolf with six arms and big boobs
Houdini: i
Houdini: what
Long: like in bend your knees to the brain tease
Houdini:
Houdini: what
Long: god i wish that was me
Long: lost in her pyramid
Edward Lee: whats this about boobs
Arthur comes to the Phantomhive Manor for a visit one day, bringing along his good friend Harry Houdini.
Determined to prove to Harry once and for all that magic does exist, Arthur hatches a brilliant plan. He's certain that should Ciel see Harry's prowess in the arts of escapism and slight-of-hand, surely the haughty little lord would be unable to resist showing off his butler's superior abilities- abilities that most decidedly are not mere tricks of the stage.
It begins splendidly. Over cups of tea and elegant Hungarian pastries in honor of their guest, Arthur excitedly enumerates Harry's various successful feats. Ciel is fascinated and, bidding Sebastian fetch the appropriate supplies, demands a performance.
Harry puts one on, and what a performance it is- picking things up with his eyelids, selective regurgitating, card tricks that even Ciel can't unravel, and finally escaping a straitjacket and a pair of handcuffs (to his credit, he doesn't ask why Ciel has these in the first place).
"You know," says the little lord, after applauding with a rather unchildish gleam in his eye, "my butler's quite good at those sorts of stunts too, especially spitting things up. Why, I've watched him do it with real bullets. Perhaps you'd like to see?"
Intrigued, Harry takes his seat again, and it's Sebastian's turn to show off. This he does with gleeful aplomb; repeating everything that Harry's done and then adding in some little impossible-seeming twists of his own. Recognizing a fellow performer, Harry applauds wholeheartedly both the tricks and the true showmanship with which they were done.
"See," Arthur pleads. "It's magic, Harry, demonic magic, won't you admit at last that magic exists?"
It doesn't quite have the effect Arthur expected. Harry gets extremely offended on Sebastian's behalf. He informs Arthur in no uncertain terms that it's insulting to say such things; to reduce hard work and perseverance to mere sorcery or the supernatural is to cheapen and slander the arts of the stage.
Finding this whole affair colossally funny, Sebastian does not correct him.
A wink passes between master and butler, but through his near-tears of frustration, Arthur doesn't catch it.
Harry swallows the last of the pastries with an indignant huff.
Wanna know something interesting, but also extremely sad?
When Harry Houdini's mother died, he was distraught (naturally) and this was at the time when spiritualism was booming, and he just wanted to talk to his mom again. He was a mama's boy (affectionate).
Due to a mutual interest in spiritualism, Houdini met and became friends with A. Conan Doyle. When Houdini expressed that he didnt think he'd ever hear from his mother again (being a skeptic), Doyle disagreed and said it was possible. Turns out, Jean Doyle (Arthur's wife) was a medium, so Arthur set up a meeting.
When Jean channeled Cecilia Steiner Weiss (Houdini's mother) to write a message to her son, she started by drawing a cross at the top of the page and wrote the message in flawless English.
Houdini left the session seemingly unperturbed, but was seething internally for two reasons:
Cecilia Steiner Weiss spoke Hungarian, German, French, and Spanish. Not English. Letters between her and Harry (though his mother almost certainly called him by his birth name, Erich) were only ever in German.
Cecilia Steiner Weiss was Jewish. She would never have drawn a Christian cross especially on a message to her son.
Houdini was already skeptical of spiritual mediums, believing they preyed upon the emotionally vulnerable, before he even met Doyle. After the session, Houdini wrote reports about the experience, calling it fake and addressed A. Conan Doyle specifically, saying "Your wife is either a mental degenerate or a fraud, one of the two."
Houdini and Doyle did not stay friends after this incident. Naturally.
Tales from the Darkside: The Movie will be released on 4K Ultra HD + Blu-ray on November 7 via Scream Factory. The 1990 horror anthology is based on the TV series of the same name.
John Harrison (Dune) directs from a script by George A. Romero (Night of the Living Dead) and Michael McDowell (Beetlejuice), including adaptations of Stephen King and Arthur Conan Doyle. Debbie Harry, Christian Slater, David Johansen, William Hickey, James Remar, Rae Dawn Chong, and Matthew Lawrence star.
Special features are in progress and will be announced at a later date.
To keep from being eaten by a modern-day witch (Deborah Harry), a young paperboy weaves three twisted stories to distract her. In “Lot 249,” a vengeful college student (Steve Buscemi) resuscitates an evil mummy to teach unsuspecting student bodies (Julianne Moore, Christian Slater) a lesson in terror. Then, “Cat From Hell” is a furry black feline who cannot be killed… he may have nine lives, but those who cross his path are not so lucky. Finally, in “Lover’s Vow,” a stone gargoyle comes to life to commit murder.
So I changed up my room right (removed some stuffed animals, added some self-made MARVEL posters, and, best of all, my Doctor Strange, Iron Man and Spider-Man Funko Pops) without telling my mum
She came into my room, basically gave it the up-and-down bitch face and said
„Awww your room‘s not girly-girly anymore! Such a shame.“
"Plan of Battle" in Archie Giant Series #224, September 1974, written by Frank Doyle, art by Dan DeCarlo (pencils) and Rudy Lapick (inks)
There was an actual Archie's Restaurant as seen in, among other promo stories, Life with Archie #136, August 1973 (Frank Doyle, Harry Lucey, Chic Stone)
You know had the walrus and fairy debate happened in the early 1900s instead of our time, Harry Houdini and Arthur Conan Doyle would have possibly come to blows over it.