Showing posts with label 1986. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1986. Show all posts

Tuesday, 20 September 2022

An 80s Newspaper Clipping

A few weeks ago, I was flicking through my copy of Skeleton Crew and found this newspaper clipping.  I can only assume I ripped it out of the Kettering Evening Telegraph (dated 20th September 1986 - 36 years ago!) to take into work so my friends & I could plan what we were going to see at the cinema.  We went a lot in those days.
Just look at that terrific selection of films!    While Cobra was the first 18 certificate I got into (as I wrote about here, though according to my diary I saw it in Corby), I managed to see The Evil DeadRocky IV and Karate Kid 2 at one of the venues shown, at those astonishing prices (I remember a double-bill would cost £2.50 except, I presume, on Mondays and Thursdays).

I loved these places and they held a lot of history for me.  Dad took me to see my first James Bond film at Corby cinema (as I wrote about here), I saw a lot of great films at Kettering (Dad took me and Claire to Star Wars, Nick & I saw Raiders Of The Lost Ark, which I wrote about in What Gets Left Behind, Dad & I saw ET, the list goes on) and when Bentley’s opened it quickly became a favourite.

Attendance must have been falling (probably not helped by the fleapit nature of these cinemas, well past their prime) but the independents were clearly knackered and on their last legs when the multiplexes arrived and did away with them.  Sixfields in Northampton dealt the first blow and the Odeon in Kettering finished the job.  I'm not a big fan of the multiplex (I still go to them, obviously) because to me they feel like heartless, sterile places, more interested in selling food and drinks than anything else.  Yes, Kettering Ohio had holes in the ceiling and seats were missing and it was often better to sit down in the dark so you couldn’t see the state of your seat, but it felt real, like a proper cinema, where everyone there cared about the films.

On the bright side, independent cinemas have made something of a comeback and we often go to the Northampton Filmhouse (which was originally called the Errol Flynn), where Jon & I saw a brace of Hitchcock, Alison & I watched the INXS Live Baby Live film and I took Dad to see Dunkirk where the soundtrack almost rattled the speakers off the wall - it's small and comfortable, well run and shows an eclectic range of films.

 And yes, I know I sound like a dinosaur.
Another clipping I kept, this one from 1982
If we fancied a change, we'd sometimes go to the ABC Northampton (now a Jesus Army Centre) or the Palace Wellingborough (now a pub called The Cutting Room).  Later, when we had our own cars, we'd go to the midnight movie at The Point in Milton Keynes (the only multiplex I ever had any fondness for, it now stands by the MK shopping centre looking knackered and forlorn).

I took this picture in 2005, knowing that the building
would eventually be knocked down and wanting to
have a record of it...
Kettering Ohio started life as the Savoy Cinema, opened as a dual purpose cinema and theatre on 21st May 1938 with Spencer Tracey in The Big City plus a variety show on stage. It was built over the remains of the Coliseum Theatre which had opened in 1910 but burned down in 1937.

The Savoy had 1,150 seats in the stalls and circle as well as a full stage (the Northampton Repertory Company performed regular seasons between 1949 and 1951) and was taken over by Clifton Cinemas on 25th August 1944.  In 1968 the circle was split off to make a smaller (485 seat) cinema called the Studio, with a bingo hall taking over the stalls and stage area.  In 1973 the screen was split into two (known as Studio 1 & 2, seating 160 and 140 respectively).  After briefly closing in 1986, it re-opened as the independent Ohio and finally closed in 1997 when the Odeon opened.

The Ohio is a key location in my novel In The Rain With The Dead (Magellan, the baddie, makes his base there) and I wrote about the cinema as it was being demolished in 2014.



Bentley’s of Burton Latimer was originally The Electric Palace, which opened in August 1914 with an auditorium that seated 500.  It became a Watts Cinema in 1938 but closed in 1960.  In 1985, Ashley Wyatt bought the building, renovated it and opened Bentley’s as a 182-seat cinema in January 1986 though it closed the following year.  It was re-opened in 1994 by Brian McFarlane (who owned the Ohio) but closed soon after.  The venue is now an Italian restaurant.

You can just see the wording "cinema" on the back of the auditoriums.
Photograph from the late 80s.
The Forum Cinema opened on 7th April 1973 as a Jerry Lewis Cinema (part of the US based Network Cinema Corporation), featuring two screens (each seating 325) as part of a new shopping centre being built in Corby.  It was almost immediately bought out by the Walker chain, re-named Oscar cinema and then, in 1980, Focus cinema before Ashley Wyatt took it over in September 1983 and renamed it Forum Cinema.  The number one screen was eventually twinned, with number two becoming a laser quest games centre and the cinema closed (to become an over-25’s nightclub called Talkies) on 24th September 1992.  The Forum Cinema site was demolished in the summer of 2005 when the shopping centre was rebuilt.

I like to think I sound like a wistfully melancholic dinosaur now...

sources:
Cinematreasures.org - Savoy, Kettering
Cinematreasures.org - Forum, Corby
Cinematreasures.org - Bentleys, Burton Latimer

Monday, 24 May 2021

I Ran The World, 35 years ago

Sport Aid, supported by Band Aid and UNICEF, organised Run The World on Sunday 25th May 1986, timed to coincide with a UNICEF development conference.  It was a worldwide event where, at 3pm GMT, a total of 19.8m runners ran, jogged or walked 10km to support African famine relief charities.
Coming up the hill out of Rushton, heading for Rothwell.  Mark Guyett & I are in the centre of the picture (he's on the left).
Official events were held in 274 cities over 76 countries - 200,000 Londoners completed the course in our fair capital, 50,000 ran in Barcelona, 30,000 in Athens, 20,000 in Dublin and 10,000 in Melbourne.  The leg of it that I ran, with my friends Nick Duncan and Mark Guyett, started and ended in Desborough, going through Rushton and Rothwell on the way.  I remember that it was a warm day, I remember the happy atmosphere and camaraderie amongst us all and I especially remember the seasoned runners coming back from the finish line as we passed Montsaye School and calling out “only another mile to go” as they went.
Nick and me, in training.  As hard as it might be to believe now, those shorts were in fashion at the time.
Over $37m was raised and it apparently still holds the record as the sporting event with the most participants in history.  I’m proud to have been part of it.

As I recall, entry was contingent on you buying a t-shirt and they were iconic at the time - most of us wore them for some time afterwards.  I kept mine and tried it on for the 30th anniversary and was chuffed to find that it fitted me!  There's no picture evidence but it still fits today!
Me, in 2016
The t-shirt front and back

Monday, 13 July 2020

Nostalgic For My Childhood - Poster Magazines part 2

Last year, I blogged about "poster magazines" I remembered from the 70s and 80s (you can read the post here).  It seemed to touch a chord but I was just as surprised to find people my age who'd never heard of them, so I thought I'd show a few more.

Poster magazines were essentially A4 glossy colour magazines which folded out into a (large) A1-sized sheet.  One side would be the magazine (with articles and plenty of photographs) while the reverse would be a giant poster and, depending on what you’d bought, the image might be a person, an action scene or the film poster.  I had several and most kids I knew had at least one huge poster on their wall.
A selfie (with my disc camera) from 1986, featuring the
For Your Eyes Only poster
The possibilities were endless.  Dez Skinn (before he created Starburst magazine) produced Monster Mag which featured gory movie stills from the likes of Hammer Films and Amicus.  Music was a big draw (singers and bands alike, as well as musical styles - my friend, the writer Mark Morris, remembers having punk ones on his wall).  You could pick up magazines devoted to TV series like Star Trek (a whole run of them), The Six Million Dollar ManDoctor WhoSpace: 1999The ProfessionalsThe HulkBattlestar Galactica and Planet of the Apes.  Film tie-in's were especially popular - if it was a blockbuster (and the 70s and 80s were full of them), there'd be a poster magazine on the newsagents shelves sooner rather than later (featuring the likes of Star WarsSuperman and James Bond).

spacemonstersmag reckons the magazines died out in the 1990's, which is a shame.  I still have a few in my collection (though not on the walls of my study) and think they’re great fun, another nostalgic item for film and TV fans of a certain age.

Did you have any?  Which ones were on your wall?
1975
I think I might have mentioned before that I was a huge fan of The Six Million Dollar Man.
1976
1977
1977
1980
I reckon the first thing that went through your head when you saw this was either "Flash, ah-ah..." or "Gordon's alive?"
1980
1981
1981
As you can see from the picture above, I had this on my wall for quite a few years.  I wrote a retrospective on the film, which you can read here.
1982
One of the first "properly scary" horror films I saw on video, which I wrote about here.
1982
1983
As well as the posters, this also included 50 behind the scenes nuggets (with pictures) - I was in my element!  I previously wrote about Return Of The Jedi here.


you can read the previous poster magazine post here

Monday, 12 December 2016

1986 and all that...

1986, as I’ve mentioned on the blog before, was a banner year for me and I thoroughly enjoyed it.  In honour of its 30th anniversary - and because we’re rapidly heading for 2017 - here’s a little celebration.
Hunters Foods Xmas do, my friend Helen is standing next to me.  Taken at Kane's Wine Bar (now long gone), Corby - December 1986  
Top 10 Films (US)

1: Top Gun
2: “Crocodile” Dundee
3: Platoon
4: The Karate Kid, part 2
5: Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home
6: Back To School
7: Aliens
8: The Golden Child
9: Ruthless People
10: Ferris Bueller’s Day Off

I was in the Sixth Form for the first half of the year and a group of us went to the cinema quite often - though we had to convince one of the dads to drive us each time.  In late January, we went to see Rocky IV (released in 1985, so it made that years top 10) which I remember vividly because my friend Sean Marshall insisted on calling it “Rocky Eye-Vee”.  Just to show we weren’t affluent teenagers, I should point out that our local cinemas at the time (Kettering Ohio, Corby Forum and Bentley’s At Burton Latimer) weren’t part of a chain - they were glorious flea-pits (Kettering, which I wrote about here, was built into the upper tiers of the old cinema whilst the ground floor was a bingo hall) and it cost £1.50 to see a film.  With most of that same group of friends, I co-edited the student magazine for that year too (which I wrote about here).

According to my diary, my favourite film of the year was “Crocodile” Dundee (which I still love).  Top Gun was also very popular with us and we saw it a lot, mostly due to the fact that it hung around for such a long time so we caught it on several occasions.  The same thing happened with Dirty Dancing in 1987.
I may have had a bit of a crush on Kathleen Turner...
Spies Like Us was another favourite (I re-watched it recently and it doesn’t stand up at all well, unfortunately), Young Sherlock HolmesThe Jewel Of The Nile (not as good as Romancing The Stone but, hey, Kathleen Turner…), Aliens (my second favourite film of the year), Nightmare On Elm Street 2 (which none us particularly enjoyed, since it departed so far from the original), the incredible (and unsettling) Blue Velvet, Poltergeist 2 (which was very odd but good fun - and the first film I went to see with my friend Pauline Weston, who I wrote about here) and the genius that was Big Trouble In Little China.  Cobra, the very silly and very violent (and very, very 80s if you re-watch it) Sylvester Stallone film (he’d apparently been in the running for Beverly Hills Cop and took his ideas with him) was the first 18-rated film I saw at the cinema (along with Nick Duncan - who I wrote about here - and Craig Tankard - who gets introduced later - at Corby).

Top 10 Books (US version, as per the New York Times - couldn’t find one for the UK)

1: IT, by Stephen King
2: Red Storm Rising, by Tom Clancy
3: Whirlwind, by James Clavell
4: The Bourne Supremacy, by Robert Ludlum
5: Hollywood Husbands, by Jackie Collins
6: Wanderlust, by Danielle Steel
7: I’ll Take Manhattan, by Judith Krantz
8: Last of the Breed, by Louis L’Amour
9: The Prince of Tides, by Pat Conroy
10: A Perfect Spy, by John le Carré

My favourite book of the year was IT (which I wrote about here)

UK Top 10 Singles

1: Don’t Leave Me This Way, by The Communards
2: Chain Reaction, by Diana Ross
3: I Want To Wake Up With You, by Boris Gardner
4: When The Going Gets Tough (The Tough Get Going), by Billy Ocean
5: Take My Breath Away, by Berlin
6: The Lady In Red, by Chris De Burgh
7: Papa Don’t Preach, by Madonna
8: Spirit In The Sky, by Doctor & The Medics
9: So Macho, by Sinitta
10: Rock Me Amadeus, by Falco

I liked a lot of these (hey, it was the 80s) but most of my favourites didn’t hit the chart.  I loved the Cliff Richard & The Young Ones version of Living Doll (and still do), Debbie Harry’s French Kissin’ In The USA (written by Chuck Lorre, who went on to create some sit-coms...), the double-whammy from the Bangles (Manic Monday and Walk Like An Egyptian), Livin’ On A Prayer from Bon Jovi, Queen’s A Kind Of Magic, the wonderful Levi-related re-releases from Sam Cooke (Wonderful World) and Jackie Wilson (Reet Petite), Bowie was back (with Absolute Beginners), The Damned had Eloise, Broken Wings from Mr Mister, two crackers from A-ha (The Sun Always Shines On TV and Hunting High And Low), soundtrack favourites Glory Of Love by Peter Cetera and Power Of Love by Huey Lewis and the News, plus Spitting Image’s wonderful The Chicken Song.  My big favourite of the year though was Addicted To Love by Robert Palmer, a cracking song enhanced by a cracking video.

UK Top 10 Albums

1: True Blue, by Madonna
2: Brothers In Arms, by Dire Straits
3: Now 8, by various artists
4: Graceland, by Paul Simon
5: Whitney Houston, by Whitney Houston
6: Now 7, by various artists
7: Hunting High and Low, by a-ha
8: A Kind of Magic, by Queen
9: Silk & Steel, by Five Star
10: Revenge, by Eurythmics

My favourite, which came in at number 39, was Riptide by Robert Palmer.  True Blue, the single, was everywhere that summer, most discos (either school ones or the various 18th birthdays we were going to) played it (as well as The Lady In Red) and it was big at Tymes nightclub too.  It took me a long time to appreciate it again after that kind of overkill (Lady In Red hasn’t fared so well).

1986 events - Highlights and low points (for me and the world at large)

January
7th - The Society Of Motor Manufacturers and Traders announces that more than 1.8 million new cars were sold in the UK during 1985, beating the record set in 1983.  The Ford Escort is the most popular model and all of the 10 top models are built by Ford, Vauxhall or Austin Rover.
The Westland Affair claims big government scalps - Michael Heseltine resigns as Defence Secretary (9th) and Leon Brittan resigns as Tade and Industry Secretary (24th).
19th - the first PC virus, called Brain, starts spreading.  Hardly anyone has a PC.
20th - The UK and France announce plans to build the Channel Tunnel.
24th - Voyager 2 makes its first encounter with Uranus - ha, you said your anus (hey, I was sixteen, it was funny…)

February
3rd - Pixar Animation Studios are opened in California.
10th - I turned 17.
17th - I go to London by bus with my friends Rob Nichols, Mark Guyett, Sean Marshall, Steve Corton and Phil Cross.  We have an excellent time.
In Kettering bus station (also long since demolished), very early in the morning on our way to London.  This was taken with my disc camera, hence the grainy image.  From left - Rob, Sean (Rocky Eye-Vee), Mark, me, Phil
March
10th - the first sanitary towel advert is broadcast on UK TV
30th - the BBC2 TWO ident takes a bow (and stays in place until 1991)

April
5th - Jean Michel Jarre performs Rendezvous Houston in Houston, Texas.  Years later, that will be one of my favourite albums to power walk to.
7th - Clive Sinclair sells the rights to the ZX Spectrum and other inventions to Amstrad.
11th - The Chart Show (the first place I will later see Nirvana perform Smells Like Teen Spirit) debuts on C4.
17th - John McCarthy is kidnapped in Beirut
Also on the 17th, the Three Hundred And Thirty Five Years War between the Netherlands and the Isles of Scilly is ended by treaty.
26th - Chernobyl.  A mishandled safety test kills “at least 4,056 people and damages almost $7bn of property”.  Radioactive fallout is concentrated near Belarus and Ukraine, leading to 350,000 people being forcibly resettled from those areas.  Tests afterwards showed “traces of radioactive deposits unique to Chernobyl were found in nearly every country in the northern hemisphere”.

May
21st - My Dad & I start to watch A Very Peculiar Practice.  It is very peculiar indeed.
25th - Sport Aid, supported by Band Aid and UNICEF, organised Run The World, a worldwide event comprising a total of 19.8m runners who ran, jogged or walked 10km to support African famine relief charities.  I ran the local course between Rothwell and Desborough with Nick and Mark (and wrote about it here).
Mark Guyett (centre of picture on the left) and me Run The World
June
12th - Austin Rover is renamed the Rover Group, four years after changing from British Leyland
20th - Montsaye School Lower Sixth trip to Great Yarmouth.  We have a brilliant time.
21st - I finish working at the Co-op (my place of regular employment - after school and on Saturdays - for the past couple of years), which has helped pay for most of my driving lessons.
22nd - Maradona beats England with one sensational goal and one assisted by the ‘Hand Of God’, knocking us out of the World Cup (Argentina go on to win the competition).  Gary Lineker wins the Golden Boot with six goals.
23rd - I start work at Hunters Foods as an accounts clerk.  I meet Craig, who is 2 days younger than me and we instantly become great friends - as well as cinema buddies, we go on holiday together until the early 90s.  I meet Pauline, who would go on to become one of my best friends, on the 27th.
On the beach at Great Yarmouth - from left, James McDonald, Steve Corton, me, Phil Cross, Nick
July
28th - Estate agent Suzy Lamplugh vanishes after a meeting in London.

August
9th - Yorkshire Television (YTV) becomes the first British TV channel to broadcast 24 hours a day.  The other TV regions do likewise over the next two years, leading to scores of 80s nightclub goers coming home to veg out in front of Get Stuffed! and Hitman And Her.
Nick & I at Corton Beach on holiday.  Disc camera, flash, twilight - it wasn't a great combination...
September
GCE ‘O’ Level and CSE’s are replaced by GCSE’s.  I’ve just started work and already my CV makes me look like a dinosaur…
6th - Casualty starts on BBC1.  Thirty years later and it’s still bloody going…
8th - I pass my driving test first time.

October
27th - BBC1 starts a full daytime service.  Before this, apart from covering special events, it closed down during weekday mornings and afternoons, though it broadcast pages from Ceefex starting in May 1983.
‘The Big Bang’ in The London Stock Exchange abolishes fixed commission charges, leading to electronic trading.
29th - The completed M25 (the first section of which opened in 1975) is officially opened.
With my first car, a Vauxhall Viva.  Trust me, white socks and black loafers was a fashionable look back then...
November
UNESCO designates the first World Heritage sites in the UK - England has Durham Castle and Cathedral, Ironbridge Gorge, Studley Royal Park (including the ruins of Fountains Abbey), Stonehenge and Avebury and associated sites.  Northern Ireland is represented by the Giant's Causeway and the Causeway Coast and Wales by the Castles and Town Walls of King Edward in Gwynedd.
1st - I buy my first car.  It is both a wonderful passport to independence as well as being a slightly dodgy purchase which lasts me less than a year.
16th - The Singing Detective, by Dennis Potter, debuts.  I remember being astounded by the scope of it but I don’t think I’ve ever seen it since.
Craig Tankard & me, performing a comedy routine we wrote, at the Hunters Foods staff Christmas dinner
December
8th - “If you see Sid, tell him!”  British Gas shares are floated on the Stock Exchange and the initial public offering values the company at £9bn.
17th - Ringo Starr narrates his last ever Thomas The Tank Engine episode.  I won’t actually see any of them for another twenty years, when we start showing them to Dude.
Dad's traditional 'picture of the kids at Christmas' - me, Sarah and Tracy

Thanks for the memories, 1986!

Monday, 5 September 2016

IT, by Stephen King, at 30

I first discovered Stephen King in the early 80s when my Dad took me into a 2nd hand bookshop in Wellingborough and I picked up a copy of Salem’s Lot.  I followed that with Danse Macabre (which I wrote about here), using it as a road map to seek out books, writers and films that helped grow and define my love of the genre.

1986 was a good year for me (as I blogged about here) in a lot of ways, one of which was catching up on King’s body of work.  I read Different Seasons and fell in love with The Body (which was later filmed as Stand By Me), then moved on to Skeleton Crew (an excellent collection that opens with the incredible novella The Mist).  Late in the summer, I read a Fangoria interview with him that, whilst ostensibly about his directorial debut Maximum Overdrive, also touched on a four novel “publishing storm” that was about to happen.  Disgruntled that his Richard Bachman pseudonym had just been exposed, he said he was “going to clear the decks and get rid of everything.”  The first of the four was what he called his “final exam” in the genre.

IT is about 1,200 pages long,” he told Fangoria, “and it’s the first novel that’s all mine since Pet Sematary, which is a long time.  There are seven characters, with half the book taking place in 1958 and half in 1985.  It’s about children who are faced with a monstrosity which they think they’ve killed.  As adults, they discover they haven’t and they must go back to try to do it again.  Win or lose, that’s going to be the end, and I’m going to have to find other things to say or do.”

IT was published in September 1986 and I was very excited about it.  A huge novel, about childhood, coming of age and monsters?  I was definitely up for that.  My sisters bought me the hardback of the novel and I started it immediately.
Hodder & Stoughton 1st Edition Hardback, 1986
cover scan of my copy
Derry: a small city in Maine, a place as hauntingly familiar as your own home town.  Only in Derry, the haunting is real...  In the sewers and storm-drains beneath the streets, in the canals and wastelands beyond them, something is lurking...

In Stephen King’s extraordinary new novel, a group of schoolfriends grow up in 1950s Derry.  They call themselves the Losers.  Yet, as seven desperate children, they face the unimaginable terror that is IT and, in a way, they win.  Or at least they survive.

Now, twenty-five years later, Derry Librarian Mike Hanlon, once one of those children, must hold the rest to a long-forgotten promise.  From all across America, and in one case from England, they are summoned to confront once again a horror that in their successful careers they had sought to obliterate from memory.

And when that fateful call comes - to Bill Denbrough, writer; to Stanley Uris, accountant; to Richie ‘Records’ Tozier, disc jockey; to Beverly Rogan, dress designer; to Ben Hanscom, architect, and to Eddie Kaspbrak, celebrity limousine driver - when the memories of those childhood days are reawakened, when the present begins to rhyme inexorably with the past, the Losers are reunited and nothing can stop their lives from running towards a truly terrifying climax.

IT is a novel of extraordinary power and effect, a novel of childhood and innocence, of growing up and coming to terms with life, and of a seeping, gurgling, grasping fear, a fear conveyed so chillingly and compellingly that this, Stephen King’s biggest and most ambitious book to date, must also be regarded as his most memorable.


I loved the novel - it was scary, it was funny, it was touching, the characters spoke to me and Pennywise was terrifying.  The opening sequence, which sets the whole thing up perfectly, begins with six-year old Georgie Denbrough building a paper boat with his older brother Bill.  Georgie takes it out in the rain where it’s swept into a storm drain, wherein a clown - with the promise of balloons - persuades George to reach in...

“Want your boat, Georgie?”  Pennywise asked.  “I only repeat myself because you really do not seem that eager.”  He held it up, smiling.  He was wearing a baggy silk suit with great big orange buttons.  A bright tie, electric-blue, flopped down his front, and on his hands were big white gloves, like the kind Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck always wore.

“Yes, sure,” George said, looking into the stormdrain.

"And a balloon?  I’ve got red and green and yellow and blue...”

"Do they float?”

“Float?”  The clown’s grin widened.  “Oh yes, indeed they do. They float! And there’s cotton candy...”

George reached.

The clown seized his arm.

And George saw the clown’s face change.

What he saw then was terrible enough to make his worst imaginings of the thing in the cellar look like sweet dreams; what he saw destroyed his sanity in one clawing stroke.

“They float,” the thing in the drain crooned in a clotted, chuckling voice. It held George’s arm in its thick and wormy grip, it pulled George toward that terrible darkness where the water rushed and roared and bellowed as it bore its cargo of storm debris toward the sea.  George craned his neck away from that final blackness and began to scream into the rain, to scream mindlessly into the white autumn sky which curved above Derry on that day in the fall of 1957.  His screams were shrill and piercing, and all up and down Witcham Street people came to their windows or bolted out onto their porches.

“They float,” it growled, “they float, Georgie, and when you’re down here with me, you’ll float, too...”

IT was hugely successful.  From an initial print run in the USA of one million copies, it topped the best seller lists in 1986 and went on to become the tenth-best selling novel of the 1980s.  King called it “the summation of everything I have learned and done in my whole life to this point.”

Stephen King, 
as pictured on the back cover of the 1986 hardback
The books genesis came about in 1978, when King was living in Boulder, Colorado.  He had to pick up his car from the dealership where it was under repair and decided to walk the three miles there rather than get a taxi.  By the time he reached the industrial estate where the garage was, “it was twilight - in the mountains the end of day comes in a hurry - and I was aware of how alone I was. About a quarter of a mile along this road was a wooden bridge, humped and oddly quaint, spanning a stream. I walked across it. I was wearing cowboy boots with rundown heels, and I was very aware of the sound they made on the boards; they sounded like a hollow clock. I thought of the fairy tale called The Three Billy-Goats Gruff and wondered what I would do if a troll called out from beneath me, “Who is trip-trapping upon my bridge?” All of a sudden I wanted to write a novel about a real troll under a real bridge.”

It took four years to come together, three of which were spent letting it “percolate” in his mind.  He wrote the first rough draft at the end of 1980, after Firestarter was published.  “We moved [to Bangor] in 1979 because I thought Bangor was a hard-ass working town and I thought the big story I wanted to write was here.”

He connected that with the canal which bisected the city and “decided that the bridge could be the city, if there was something under it. What's under a city? Tunnels. Sewers. Ah! What a good place for a troll! Trolls should live in sewers!  There had [also] been a story in the newspaper about...a young man who came out of the Jaguar Tavern during the Bangor Fair. He was gay, and some guys got to joking with him. Then the joking got out of hand, and they threw him over the bridge and killed him. And I thought, that’s what I want to write about.”

Before he began writing, he walked around Bangor, asking local people for stories which he knew probably “weren’t true but I didn’t care. The ones that really sparked my imagination were the myths.”  He discovered “the Bangor sewer system was built during the WPA (Works Progress Administration) and they lost track of what they were building under there. They had money from the federal government for sewers, so they built like crazy. A lot of the blueprints have now been lost and it’s easy to get lost down there.”

As for the town, “Bangor became Derry. There is a Bangor in Ireland, located in the county of Derry, so I changed the name of the fictional town to Derry. There is a one-to-one correlation between Bangor and Derry. It’s a place that I keep coming back to, even as recently as the novel Insomnia…Castle Rock is a lot more fictionalized than Derry. Derry is Bangor.”

In purest terms, the novel is about kids fighting a monster.  King said “My preoccupation with monsters and horror has puzzled me, too. So I put in every monster I could think of and I took every childhood incident I had ever written of before and tried to integrate the two. And It grew and grew and grew…”

The book carried this dedication:
This book is gratefully dedicated to my children.  My mother and my wife taught me how to be a man.  My children taught me how to be free.

Kids, fiction is the truth inside the lie, and the trust of this fiction is simple enough: the magic exists

There’s a lot I could say about the novel - the little repeated bits, such as Bill Denbrough’s “He thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts” to help his stuttering; the detail behind the characters professions; the way the kids are; the bits about writing; how bloody terrifying it is - but the book really deserves to have you discover them for yourself.

The novel was followed by the mass-market release of The Eyes Of The Dragon (originally published by his own imprint Philtrum Press), Misery (which was originally going to be a Richard Bachman novel until he died of "cancer of the pseudonym") and The Tommyknockers, all in 1987.

Stephen King lives in Bangor, Maine, with his wife Tabitha and their three children.  He played in a rock band when he was in high school and, as the photograph on the back of the jacket shows, can still be persuaded to take the stage now and then, as long as it’s not the Richie Tozier ‘All-Dead’ Rock Show.
- from the Hodder & Stoughton Hardback cover flap
New English Library 2nd edition paperback, 1987
cover scan of my copy
IT was made as a two-part television film in 1990, broadcast on 18th and 20th November on the ABC network.  Part one was set in 1960 (and praised for both the performances of the child actors and for being scary), part two was set in 1990.  Tim Curry put in a spectacular performance as Pennywise The Dancing Clown and the production won an Emmy for Outstanding music by Richard Bellis.  It was directed by Tommy Lee Wallace and written for the screen by Lawrence D. Cohen and Wallace.
"Beep beep, Richie..."
The Losers Club (grown-up version)
back row - John Ritter (Ben), Richard Masur (Stan), Harry Anderson (Richie), Tim Curry (Pennywise), Dennis Christoper (Eddie)
Tim Reid (Mike), Annette O'Toole (Beverly), Richard Thomas (Bill)
Happy 30th anniversary, IT.


sources:
Stephenking.com
Tor.com
Fangoria

Monday, 20 June 2016

My friend Pauline

Everyone has ‘golden periods’ in their lives, a passage of time - maybe a minute, maybe a year - that you know will stay with you forever, where you experience or discover something that changes or defines you.  Sometimes you don’t realise until long after the fact - a wistful smile as you recall that wonderful summer, for example - but sometimes, if you’re lucky, you’re aware of them as they’re happening.
Pauline, in 1986, having just dropped me off after work
note - I took a lot of photos, even back then, but at this time I was still using a disc camera, hence the grainy image...
Me, June 1986
(taken on the Sixth Form trip to Great Yarmouth)
1986 was one-such time for me.  I finished school (having thoroughly enjoyed Sixth Form), started work straight away at Hunters Foods and passed my driving test.  I also met Pauline Weston at work (on 27th June, according to my diary of the time) who quickly became a very close friend and - I’m pleased to say - remains so to this day.

If you asked me now to explain how our friendship happened, I don’t think I could - something just clicked and whatever it was, it latched in tight.  My parents went on holiday and as I then couldn't drive,  Pauline offered to give me a lift into work.  You have to remember, I was fresh out of school - as brash and dopey as only a seventeen-year-old can be - and yet she tolerated me.  For my part it was easy - she was pretty, smart and independent, warm, witty and fiesty and I loved her for it, I still do.

I was proud to have a female best friend, partly because a platonic friendship seemed to confuse some people (as happened on our joint holiday to Corfu in 1992) but mostly because she was fun to be with and often gave me a completely different point of view on life.  We had a great time together and continue to do so.
1988
Our friendship has seen us both go through a lot over the years - marriages for each of us, children (her daughter wasn’t quite one when I met her, Dude came along in 2005), heartbreak and heartache, health issues - but we’ve always been there for each other.
Corfu, 1992
When Alison & I started seeing one another, just after that Corfu holiday, I explained my friendship with Pauline straight away, because I was worried my future wife might not like it.  Thankfully, the pair of them got on as soon as they met.
Enjoying a laugh and some wine, 2002
Pauline & I laugh at similar things, our moral compass is on roughly the same bearing and she likes Bond films (though, sadly, doesn’t have a lot of tolerance for the Roger Moore-era ones), so we go to see them at the cinema together.  We get to make jokes at one anothers expense, such as our regular DVD evenings where my choice of film is often poorly received and whilst we share a love for disco and soul, my musical taste is subject to mirth as I’m apparently stuck in my ways (not that I can see it).
At Kettering Odeon, with Daniel Craig, November 2015
Free-spirited, kind and loyal, she can also be charmingly blunt.  Along with my Mum and Alison (I’m blessed to have such strong women in my life), she spent a lot of time trying to make me aware of how dangerous my weight was becoming but, like an idiot, I didn’t listen.  When I decided to make a change she was very supportive, as she was after my heart attack.  We’re now linked up on MapMyWalk and try to get out for a brisk three-or-four miler every fortnight (chatting from the minute we leave the house to the moment we get back).
After a walk, August 2015
I feel lucky to know Pauline, I’m honoured to call her my friend and I'm proud of our rich, shared history.  I’m also thankful that, all that time ago, she didn’t dismiss me as being a silly teenager.
left - 2002, right - 2012
It was her birthday yesterday and so this post is really a double celebration.  Happy birthday, my finest friend and here’s to the next thirty years of friendship!
Just about to set off on another walk - late May 2016

Wednesday, 25 May 2016

I Ran The World, 30 years ago

Sport Aid, supported by Band Aid and UNICEF, organised Run The World on Sunday 25th May 1986, timed to coincide with a UNICEF development conference.  It was a worldwide event where, at 3pm GMT, a total of 19.8m runners ran, jogged or walked 10km to support African famine relief charities.
Coming up the hill out of Rushton, heading for Rothwell.  Mark Guyett & I are in the centre of the picture (he's on the left).
Official events were held in 274 cities over 76 countries - 200,000 Londoners completed the course in our fair capital, 50,000 ran in Barcelona, 30,000 in Athens, 20,000 in Dublin and 10,000 in Melbourne.  The leg of it that I ran, with my friends Nick Duncan and Mark Guyett, started and ended in Desborough, going through Rushton and Rothwell on the way.  I remember that it was a warm day, I remember the happy atmosphere and camaraderie amongst us all and I especially remember the seasoned runners coming back from the finish line as we passed Montsaye School and calling out “only another mile to go” as they went.
Nick and me, in training.  As hard as it might be to believe now, those shorts were in fashion at the time.
Over $37m was raised and it apparently still holds the record as the sporting event with the most participants in history.  I’m proud to have been part of it.

As I recall, entry was contingent on you buying a t-shirt and they were iconic at the time - most of us wore them for some time afterwards.  I kept mine and tried it on recently and was chuffed to find that it fitted me!
Me, earlier this month
The t-shirt front and back