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Eleven

ELEVEN

I’d always loved Creature from the Black Lagoon, even though I’d already seen it several times before on Channel 34’s Sunday afternoon cinema. It was campy and a bit silly, overacted, and I was well old enough to know the monster was a guy in a rubber suit . . .

But despite that, something in the beginning gave me a bad turn that night. After Dr. Maia (played by Antonio Moren), discovered the petrified hand-fossil of the Creature’s ancestor, the live Creature reached menacingly out of the Amazon’s waters to scrape its claws on the bank. It was an amazingly effective shot despite the brassy musical score accompanying it. The only thing shown is that webbed claw, looking terribly life-like in black and white (to an imaginative fourteen year old, anyway), reaching out of the water and clawing the bank, almost as if it was marking its territory.

But the jolt I suffered that night had little to do with cinematography and to do more with the images conjured in my head of something
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