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...Rocky Point Haunted House, one of the oldest and most recognized haunts in the U.S. Neil invested three-quarters of a million dollars this year in her haunt, and she anticipates a hefty return as well. Imported live kelp lends authenticity to a pirate scene, the putrid scent of rotten meat permeates a slaughterhouse, complete with a locker from Texas Chainsaw Massacre, and Hollywood make-up artists transform teenagers into depraved beings. "I make monsters on people," says make-up artist Chris Cannon as he puts the final touches on a festering wound. "And that helps bring out the monster...
...laws and…well…in some cases putting the homosexual to death may indeed be called for. In some cultures, he said, the death sentence for gays may be appropriate. There were no boos. There were no catcalls. There were no protests, angry slurs, no rotten tomatoes, no obscene placards, no cursing, no contorted red faces or shaking fists held high. There was only polite and tolerant silence from the entranced crowd seated in the presence of the calm, serene spokesperson from Persia. At the end of the evening, as Khatami left the stage, there was grateful...
...Rotten Tomatoes Gathers movie reviews from far and wide, and reports box office and other stats; flicks receive a critical average on the 100-point "tomatometer." Movies.com also gets a nod for streaming episodes of "Statler & Waldorf: From the Balcony," an Ebert & Roeper spoof starring those lovable muppet-curmudgeons...
...sleuths to catch him. Audiences were assured that not only could this felony happen, it did happen, for it was "based on case histories in the files of" some federal agency. But that was just half of it. The veneer of authenticity allowed Higgins and Mann to display more rotten behavior, more thugs lashing out in violence, than would be permitted in a story with no law-enforcement pedigree. After 70 mins. of betrayal, despair and sadism, the narrator would return to insist that crime does not pay. Except at the box office...
...dawns laced together with the crisscrossed patterns of bullets, I had gotten a taste of death and found it palatable to the extent that I could never again eat the fruits of a normal civilization.... Maybe it did happen to me over there.... Maybe I was twisted and rotten inside. Maybe I would be washed down the sewer with the rest of the rottenness sometime...