The Curator of Schlock
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The Curator of Schlock #453: Night of the Living Dead (1990)
“It’s a zombie! It’s a zombie,” the ski-masked punk yelled as he tried to wrestle free from the clutches of a corpse I had on display in the Museum of Schlock. The other gang members were busily trying to crucify the Revenging Manta, the ninja vigilante of downtown Orlando, to a wall in the exhibit. Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #452: Night of the Living Dead
The ski-masked punk started slicing the neck of the corpse with his free hand. The fingers on his other hand were stuck in the corpse’s mouth due to a supposed muscle spasm triggered in the deceased man. He kept hacking away at the neck to no avail. As he was about to take another slice, Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #451: Retribution
The ski-masked punk howled in pain as he struggled to free his hands from the jaws of the corpse I had on display in the Museum of Schlock. “Help!” he said as the other punks laughed at his antics. The corpse’s head kept bobbing back and forth as he tried to wrench his hand free. Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #450: Road Games
At the same time members of the Goose Lord Gang were trying to crucify the Revenging Manta, the ninja vigilant of downtown Orlando, to a wall in the exhibit for Lucio Fulci’s The Beyond, a punk in ski mask was taking a closer look at the corpse I had on display in the exhibit. He stuck Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #449: Killer Party
Where was I? Right. A few punks were messing around with a corpse I had on display in my exhibit of Lucio Fulci’s The Beyond at the Museum of Schlock. They removed the spikes that attached the corpse to a facsimile of a basement wall. With no more support, the corpse slumped to the ground. Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #448: The Vagrant
A group of punks dragged the Revenging Manta, the ninja vigilante of downtown Orland, into my exhibit of Lucio Fulci’s The Beyond. One encphlitic punk whipped the limp body of the Revenging Manta with a chain. Another guy in a ski mask mocked my display of the ungodly warlock Schweick. I had a sign warning customers Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #447: The Postman Always Rings Twice
I was feeling rather unsure of myself as I wandered around the fourth floor of The Museum of Schlock in the middle of the night without my kangaroo companion to protect me. As I made my way to The Beyond exhibit, I could see gang members dragging the slack body of the Revenging Manta, the ninja vigilante Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #446: The Return of Count Yorga
I made it up to the fourth floor of the once regal Museum of Schlock. I whispered for Edwige, my steadfast kangaroo companion, but she was nowhere to be seen. I made my way over to the exhibit for Lucio Fulci’s The Beyond. Acquiring the desiccated corpse of the Zombie Schweick cost the museum a pretty Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #445: The Beyond
Edwige, my steadfast kangaroo companion, and I were working our way up the stairs of the Museum of Schlock, trying to get up to the 4h floor. The Beyond exhibit was on the 4th floor. That’s where the Goose Lord gang had taken the Revenging Manta, the ninja vigilante of downtown Orlando. Edwige was just hopping away Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #444: Visiting Hours
I’ve been warned by my attorney not to mention what happened to a punk resembling Waldo from Where’s Waldo?. I’m not supposed to mention that in a fit of rage at the destruction of the Museum of Schlock’s statue of Carl Weathers that I sicced Edwige, my steadfast kangaroo companion, on him. I’m not supposed to mention Continue reading
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