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Norman's 'Beside' Himself!!!


Why's That, You Say?



Because the Hall's A 'Smashing' Success!



WORKING THAT HAUNTED HALL MAGIC!



In a quavering voice, sideshow magician “The Great AliKillzam” described in graphic terms the results of his unprecedented feats of prestidigitation. Unprecedented in terms of epic failure, that is. The escape artist that he buried alive? Now a heap of bones in a coffin. The woman sawed in half? Well, neither part of her ‘SAW it coming!’ giggles AliKillzam’s flunky. The daring challenge of escaping from a water tank ended with the ‘glass half empty’-the body being freed, but not the head! And the daredevil who tried the ‘Bullet Catch’? Well, that ended in failure, not to mention a big red splotch on the wall. But perhaps the greatest feat of all is that AliKillzam mysteriously managed to come through all of this completely unscathed. TA-DAAAAAAAA!!!!!! This proves once again that magic is best performed on someone else, especially if you’re also a psychotic serial killer. Want to catch his show and perhaps be one of the lucky few chosen from the audience to take part in this amazing display for young and old alike? AliKillzam assures us “I’ll be appearing all week”, working that Haunted Hall Magic!

The HOD!!! was ushered into the 23rd year of the Haunted Hall by longtime staffer Betty Hancock, who according to the rest of the crew (and certain other haunt reviewers) inspires more fear than the monsters inside the hall. Despite having doubled the salaries of all the Hall’s employees (“From zero to double zero” adds one of them), she’s currently getting a razzing from the assemblage. “Hey, I’m trying to work here”, says Betty. “And where else are you going to find someone whose hair color matches a red costume?” The easy camaraderie shown by the organizers goes a long way towards explaining how they are able to pull off building the event from the ground up in only three weeks-not to mention tearing it down in a single evening! It also explains why the event has managed to retain its edge for years and remain fresh with several generations working together to put on the best show possible.


The Haunted Hall has grown from its humble beginnings where it comprised only the rooms inside the main building. It now stretches across the Hall, at least four tents, a jail complex, a shed, the double sized Black Maze, and a lake. Yes, the Hall now has a real lake in its backyard, constructed out of planking, piping, and a huge liner. With the fog billowing across it in the dark, it looks so real we wish we’d brought a fishing pole. Of course, this is Camp Crystal Lake, so throwing your line in there is apt to have disastrous results. And the bridge across the lake doesn’t look too sturdy, either, especially if, say, some psycho were to come out of one of the tents and begin chasing you with a chainsaw. Not that that would ever happen, y’understand. Or would it?

As our description of the magic show indicates, the Hall isn’t afraid to throw in a large dose of grisly humor with its scares. This sense of mirth extends down to even the small details. Perched on a shelf inside the mirrored walls of the funhouse is a small Jack-in-the-box with a sign above it exhorting hauntgoers to ‘turn if u dare’. It’s something most people might not even notice since you’re usually being pursued by a haunt klown at that point. But we saw it and couldn’t resist. We turned it and were greeted by a little creature popping out that featured its own tiny custom makeup job. Not coincidentally, it also acted as the cue for yet another deformed greasepainted freak to come leaping out from behind a mirror.

Lots of the Hall’s rooms return from year to year, like the funhouse we mentioned earlier. The same goes for Norman Bates (or is it Mother?), the Bug Room, the Executioner and his chopped-in-half victim, the Werewolf Woods, the Vortex, the Pumpking in his hall of Jack-O-Lanterns, the Vortex, Satan’s Throne, and the Kreature Kage. Since they’re reconfigured every season and usually placed in a different part of the haunt, they never get stale. And every year, hauntgoers still fall for their tricks. Confronted by a snarling Fangface rattling the bars of his cell, the group we were in couldn’t find the way out. When the loathsome reptile slammed open his cell door, they all began to leap over the rope that delineated the walkway-not realizing the only way out was to go THROUGH the cell door. Talk about confronting your fears head on! The Hall also tends to use lighting that gives these scenes a garishly lit, ‘Tales From The Crypt’ comic book look-something that complements the outrageous room designs well.

And speaking of returning rooms, there’s the Hall’s pièce de résistance, the Black Maze. Sure, Black Mazes are used by most attractions to cut down on costs and extend their attraction’s time. But the Hall’s has achieved legendary status. Now twice as large (taking up two tents instead of the original one), the haunt is the ultimate reconfigured room-it’s changed on a weekly basis, or even more often at the whim of the designers. With no monsters inside, you’d think it would just be a fun walk in the dark for hauntgoers, but it inspires more raw fear than anything else in the Hall. It really IS pitch black in there, and it’s horrendously easy to get hopelessly lost, turned around, or cut off from your friends. Stand outside one night and watch as a group enters, only to see the two or three groups that entered after them emerge first-or witness how members of the same group emerge individually over the course of fifteen minutes. What really makes the Hall’s Maze special is that there are so many textures inside-wood panels, half panels, chain link fences, even what felt like a smooth Plexiglas sheet at one point. It’s hard to get a ‘feel’ for direction when the surfaces you’re touching are continuously changing.

We’ve already discussed one of the new additions-the Dead Magic Show area. Following that, continuing the ‘carny’ theme, is a bizarre circus tent with skeletal clowns in the strangest looking big top imaginable. With an abstract set and plenty of fog (and a rat inside a ‘popcorn’ machine), it scores high on both the ‘weird’ and ‘creepy’ meter. There’s a witch room with a child inside a cauldron, and also a room with a spiked wall that you’ll likely be dying to meet up with. And of course, there’s the Hall’s infamous outdoor shed where the craziest room is traditionally located, a different scene each year. But we’ll talk more about that and its current famous resident after we look at some of the creeps spotted lurking about the Hall…

Like most charity haunts, the Hall of necessity uses a good amount of younger actors. Unlike some, they put their youngsters into positions where they can succeed. On our trip through, most of the kids had on masks designed to give them as fearsome a visage as possible and put behind drop panels or inside cages where their small size wasn’t as obvious. They were given the opportunity to startle the audience and disappear quickly before hauntgoers knew what hit them. Even some of the more visible ones, like the two scarecrows in the small cornfield outside Crystal Lake, have such disturbing masks and are so creepy looking that they fit in well. And when it comes time to have up-front characters that interact with and carry on conversations with the crowd, that’s where you find the adults and older teens, almost all of them seasoned veterans of the Hall…

We’ve already talked about ‘Haunted Hall’ Matt Gratsch’s turn as the Great AliKillzam. His partner in crime (the two have collaborated on several award-winning short films here in Cincinnati), Eric Sterwerf, is currently playing Emmett Rotts. Rotts, the Hall’s preacher-turned elevator operator (one thing you can say for the Hall’s characters-they’re flexible!) is now also doubling as an exterminator. Seems there’s a room crawling with bugs leading into the Hellevator. Rotts decides that taking it up to the 13th floor will make everything better-hey, it makes perfect sense to us! After spastically throwing himself around the elevator in a performance guaranteed to end with him in an upside-down heap on the floor (and that was so violently enthusiastic it temporarily knocked the Hellevator off-line), the bugs still seem to be there-but now Rotts isn’t the only thing that’s had its world turned upside-down…

Dr. Crazy (well, that’s what his name tag says-and since he's Matt's older brother Will, probably accurate) attempts to bring life to the dead, but he’s no better at it than the Great AliKillzam is at magic. He’s the ultimate mad doctor, with a crushed cigarette hanging from his mouth and mismatched eyes. Pulling back the sheet of his latest exercise in reanimation, hauntgoers are treated to the sight of a pile of bloody meat and bones. One might think he’s fumbling his dialogue, but when he’s corrected by the audience it turns out he just wanted to assert his authority, screaming out that “Don’t correct me! I’M the Doctor here!” Since our gal Ayame is a Doctor, we hear that quite a bit, so we dropped into step REALLY fast.

At one point early in the tour panic set in for The HOD!!! as it looked like Dracula had finally been retired, ending a long run as the sole surviving representation of the classic Count in the Cincinnati area. In his old digs was a witch who had thrown an unwary child into her cauldron-only the coffin that concealed the way out remained from Drac’s glory days. But after pushing our way through the rear of the casket into the Hall’s last room we saw what appeared to be a familiar funeral parlor. Could it be? Yes! Relief washed over us as Dracula rushed from his hidden vantage point. To show his appreciation for our concern, the Count beat us about the head and shoulders before showing us the door. There’s nothing like staying in touch with old friends.

Speaking of which, one character we didn’t have to wait for at all was Satan. Long a staple of the Hall, for years he’s succeeded in making even the most devout Christians bow down before him-sure, it’s through dishonest trickery and manipulation more than anything else, but isn’t that what Satan’s all about? At any rate, this season the Prince of Darkness is in the Hall’s very first room, occupying a space beside the stairway that seemingly defies gravity-in years past, the Hall would usually just have a ghost hanging there. One staffer couldn’t believe that they managed to get him up there safely. While Satan isn’t getting anyone to bow down this season, one of the construction crew states that next season you may not see a Stairway to Heaven, but one to Hell…

And don’t think for a moment that we’ve forgotten the God of haunt scaractors, the big bony cheese, the insect infested derelict corpse, the creature that is as fresh today as the day he first plopped down in front of his static filled TV…the legendary Bug Boy! The HOD!!!’s favorite haunt character has taken several wrong turns over the years in his efforts to find gainful employment, ranging from trying his hand at rapping while perched atop a police car to swindling seniors out of their welfare checks at the Tired Bones Retirement Castle in his guise as ‘Bug Daddy’. He’s even failed at serving up drinks at Spooker’s Bar (where the Reds always win the series and don’t choke like a bunch of overpaid washed-up loudmouth self-congratulatory losers with the worst manager in baseball who somehow still managed to get his contract extended by idiotic ownership-not that we’re bitter about that or anything). This season he’s trying his hand-not to mention an oversized pair of hedge shears-at the manly art of barbering inside the ‘Handy Shears Barber Shop’ (the ‘infamous outdoor shed’ we mentioned earlier). Unfortunately, judging from the customer seen here sitting in the barber chair (as well as a big pile of severed heads) he’s sure no Floyd the Barber. His special hair tonic is decidedly red and sticky and ‘taking a little off the top’ starts at the neck up (we would insert a bit here about how you really don’t want to tell him you want it ‘long in the back’, but that would be inappropriate and rude). We’re fairly certain this will be another failure for the Bugster, and that he’s going to have to look elsewhere for the money to pay off the exterminator we mentioned earlier.

And that’s what we really love about the Hall. While it has some of the most innovative and entertaining rooms in the area, it stays firmly grounded in its traditional roots. It’s old school seen through a modern filter. As the Hall’s T-shirt for the season states (graced with a pile of numbered heads in front of the Handy Shears Barber Shop), “For 23 years a-head above the rest”. And AliKillzam or not, still working that Haunted Hall Magic!


Rotts Ain't Fraid' Of No Ghost...


But Bugs-That's A Whole Different Story!


If Satan's Inside Your Haunt...


The HOD!!! WILL Run His Photo. It's That Simple!



2012 EVENT INFORMATION

Mt. Healthy's 23rd Annual Haunted Hall is located at 7700 Seward Ave in Mt. Healthy (between Adams and Compton Rd). It is open Friday through Sunday, September 28-October 27, 8-11 on Friday and Saturday and 7-9 on Sunday. Admission is $10, a donation of a canned good will get a $2 discount. $15 Fast Pass (no discounts) available. Lights On Matinee for children will be on Sunday, October 21st from 6-6:45. Cost for the Matinee is $5, Free for 'Guardian Adults'. The Hall remains open until the last customer in line has gone through. No refunds on tickets, and they're good only for the date on which they're sold. Sponsored by Madonna Council Knights Of Columbus and assisted by youth organizations. For more information call (513) 729-1974 or visit the Mt. Healthy Haunted Hall website.  




2011 MT. HEALTHY HAUNTED HALL



Da Bugster Scams The Old Folks At Bingo!

Psssstttt........


Make Sure You Ask To Look At The Baby! It's A Cutie!



THE MOST BLUNDERFUL NIGHT OF THE YEAR!

 

Getting old sucks. Just ask Bug Boy, the Mt. Healthy Haunted Hall’s insect infested derelict corpse. Only a few years ago he was a young buck cruisin’ the hood in his fly hoopty and ducking the cops. Moving back to his TV Room for a couple of seasons, he was spotted last season throwing down drinks and serving blood up at Spooker’s Bar. But the Bar was closed down and an Ice Scream parlor now stands in its place-time marches on. The Bugster’s now ensconced at the Tired Bones Retirement Castle, cheating at Bingo and hogging the remote. They just grow up so fast! This of course begs the question if Bug Boy should now be referred to as “Bug Daddy” or “Bug Fogy”. Luckily for him, his old analog TV still works as fine as ever even without a convertor box, since it never got anything but static in the first place. Unluckily for him, those darn kids keep barging into the room and they need to be chased off. Now, the Bugster's not as spry as he used to be, and there's a tottering chandelier nearby that's waiting to squash the unwary-and sure enough, he stumbles into the rope securing it. The Blundering Bugster is on the fast track to becoming roadkill...

The retirement castle is just one of the crazy and unique rooms in this year’s Haunted Hall. The logo on the event's T-shirt reads “Still Cookin’ After 22 Years”, and once you reach the Sin City Bar-B-Q, you’ll know why-but more on that in a bit. For now, the HOD!!! took time to catch up with longtime staffer Betty Hancock and the rest of the event’s organizers. Once again they’ve created a completely entertaining haunt masterpiece, an event with a vibe all its own. In our review elsewhere on the HOD!!!, we called the Hall the Tri-State’s most schizoid haunt, and they make it work for them. Humor is mixed with horror, old school haunting with new, veteran actors with those performing their first roles, masks used as much as makeup, classic haunt characters mix with slashers and original characters, and low tech effects share the spotlight with high tech. The haunt’s theme is best summed up as “Anything goes, and the crazier the better”. The fact that the haunt is 100% constructed from scratch every season has no doubt made it easier for the organizers to work in outrageous new concepts on a yearly basis-the gag rooms are usually only featured for one season, so the Hall’s never guilty of beating a dead horse (although I think I might have seen that in one of their rooms once…). One staffer said that “Betty, the Millers, and others are here pretty much every day for those three weeks and work like crazy to get it done. I really have a lot of respect for the effort and creativity they put into things”. And did everything get done? “Everything but the chainsaw-we’ll be getting one of those tomorrow”.

After giving our ticket to the cute Witch at the door and entering the Hall, we met two of its more prominent members-Haunted Hall Matt (creator of the Hall’s website) as the bellhop and the Reverend Emmett Rotts manning the elevator. Why, you ask, would a diabolic clergyman be running the elevator instead of throwing chairs at hauntgoers from a pulpit? We wondered the same thing, so we asked him!  “I can get SOOOOOOOOOOO much better results when I deliver my sermons inside the elevator”, gloated Rotts. “The flock can’t get away when they’re locked in here with me, and I can get up close and personal. And since this elevator only stops in Hell, it just makes sense”. In their “reel lives”, the good Reverend and Haunted Hall Matt also collaborated on an award-winning short film that has a shot of being aired at the Cannes Film Festival-BeeBee’s Flower. Rotts told us it’s not a horror film but does have an evil clown, so what are you waiting for? Check it out HERE. We did! Not only is it hilarious, but it has ninja and later clowns doing the freak nasty-that pretty much covers everything we look for in a film.

Anyway, Rotts prepared to deliver the gospel to the HOD!!!’s companions this evening-two giggly ten year old girls that were too scared to go through alone. Their reactions to the manic proceedings made it a most memorable tour. As Rotts took us to the floor we requested (666-hey, everyone knows we always look forward to seeing Satan at the Hall), they alternately cringed in fear and laughed as the spastic preacher threw himself around the interior of the elevator car. When the door opened, we all hustled out before Rotts had a chance to deliver his message of damnation-those preachers do drone on, you know, and we wanted to see the rest of the Hall before it closed. What follows are the highlights of our walk through with the young hauntgoers-there were more rooms and surprises along the way, but you don’t want us giving away everything, do you?


We didn’t arrive in Hell, but at the Retirement Castle-close enough. The girls laughed at Bug Boy and his undead Bingo partners, at least until the bug-squashing chandelier came down on the table with a house-shaking crash! Like most young girls, they were fascinated by the ‘Monster Maternity’ in the next room and wanted to see the baby cradled protectively in a blanket by her mother. They weren’t counting on what they got-and for the matter, The HOD!!! was totally caught off guard too! The girls didn’t slow down for the Operating Room (just as well-the table was occupied anyway), and they were too short to be affected by The Crusher like the HOD!!! was. They went the wrong way in the Klown mirror maze, allowing us to catch up with them. The bizarre clock room with the Grim Reaper also stopped them dead in their tracks-at least until they tried running past him and ended up having to deal with Dracula instead. The wily Dracula has been at the Hall for years and is an HOD!!! favorite. As befits his status as the King Of Vampires, he’s the only character that always has his room in the same part of the house. The girls didn’t believe us when we told them they had to enter an upright coffin to escape his clutches, but being pursued by Dracula can be a powerful incentive to become a convert. They took one look at the Horned Executioner in the next room and his still-kicking half corpse victim and headed straight for the exit. Once outside, they high fived each other and congratulated themselves at having made it through the house-never dreaming of the horrors that still lay ahead.

“You mean there’s MORE?!?!” they asked us incredulously. Yep-a whole lot more. The old contamination area had been replaced by a Werewolf attack, and this led into an eerie room of glowing Jack-O-Lanterns-and the Pump-King. Letting their guard down for just a second, the girls scattered for cover when a large crate suddenly opened up on their right and disgorged a nasty surprise. Then it was time to visit the Bates Motel, another Hall mainstay-Norman was particularly effective this year, crooning in a falsetto one moment and then switching to a guttural growl. And after almost taking a pratfall on the Hall’s spinning floor, we came to the area we mentioned in our opening paragraph-the “Ice Scream” Parlor that replaced Spooker’s. A clown behind the counter called out cheerfully, “Who wants Ice Cream?” Well, we sure as heck did, and so did the girls-but another little girl shot past all three of us and got there first. While reaching for her cone, a guillotine came down and…well, do you need to hear the gory details? After seeing that, we’ll be buying our ice cream in pints from now on.

After wobbling our way through the spinning vortex, we came to a campground outside of an insane asylum. One of the inmates was throwing himself against the frosted glass, but of more concern was the hockey-masked killer who was currently hurtling our way. After escaping him, we came to a dead end-an empty and closed cell. The two girls were simply going to slip between the bars-you can do that when you’re ten-but before they could, an angry Fangfaced creature appeared from nowhere and wrenched the door open, beckoning us inside. And what do you know-we were now INSIDE the asylum, and were confronted by all the inmates. Then it was time for the Sin City Bar-B-Q…


Satan is always at the Hall-in fact, a cartoon version of him is on this year’s T-shirt. His digs have certainly become more elaborate over the years. This season, he’s “Still Cookin’”-you’ll meet his Chef when you first enter Sin City. As the Butcher asked the girls to open his freezer door to check on the stock, they gave out a collective “EuuuUUUWWWW!” as they saw the severed head in the bubbling jar inside. Of course, while they were occupied with that, the Butcher took the opportunity to sneak up behind them with a cleaver almost as big as they were. They left the room in a flash and immediately were confronted with a coffin that had become a rotisserie oven, with a wildly spinning body roasting to perfection. And then there was Satan-resplendent on his throne and arrogant as ever, he insisted we all bow down before him-and everyone at the Hall does, because the ONLY way to get out is to crawl under his throne. He may not be the nicest guy is the world, but he’s a crafty devil.

And of course, there’s the black maze. By now you all know the story-two tents, pitch blackness, walls that are frequently changed during the season, and only one way out. Once a common feature in many haunts, the black maze now lives on in a select few-and the Hall’s is a masterpiece. Many people simply skip it or go in, wander around for a couple of minutes, and then march back out the entrance. Others have the time of their lives groping their way through. It’s easy to get lost, especially for neophytes. But after showing the two ten-year olds I was with the correct choice at the first intersection, they scampered through the rest of the maze like lab rats heading for cheese. No hesitation, no wrong turns. It was an amazing performance that capped off one of the most enjoyable tours we’ve ever experienced in a haunt. These two little girls were scared, laughing, grossed out, excited, and completely delighted-it’s the reaction every haunt hopes to get. When last spotted they were exuberantly running down the street waving their arms in the air and happily screaming.

And that’s what it’s all about. More so than any other area haunt, the Hall focuses on being fun and entertaining (without skimping on the horror). You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll smell the burnt flesh and watch folks die. Handless children and squashed insect men were never this much fun. 45 actors, over 25 scenes, a long tour time, and Bug Daddy-all for $10. Sounds like a deal to us! Every night at the Hall is Halloween, The Most Wonderful Night Of The Year-except for the Bugster, for whom it's The Most Blunderful Night Of The Year. Come on down to the Hall and help keep him from becoming an endangered species.




That Big Ham!


Dracula's Been At The Hall For Years. And He Never Gets Tired Of Posing For The HOD!!!


The Grim Reaper


Killing Time In The Clock Room!