The Red Circle

THE TWILIGHT ZONE 50th Anniversary

By Tom Nix

Fifty years ago today, Rod Serling’s THE TWILIGHT ZONE aired its first episode “Where is Everybody?” across the country. This is far too short a piece to really pay tribute to what is possibly the greatest American television show of all time. So, until a time where its magnificence can be praised in far more detail, I want to share some of my gratitude

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The Long Good Friday is a continuing weekly column that tries to thematically or tangentially link together three varying films that would make one hell of an evening at the home theater. Most of these flicks are readily available from Netflix, Blockbuster or Amazon, and some are even available on demand. This is our attempt at a gateway drug to irresponsible movie-watching

The Fly

Seth Brundle: [to Veronica] You’re afraid to dive into the plasma pool, aren’t you? You’re afraid to be destroyed and recreated, aren’t you? I’ll bet you think that you woke me up about the flesh, don’t you? But you only know society’s straight line about the flesh. You can’t penetrate beyond society’s sick, gray, fear of the flesh. Drink deep, or taste not, the plasma spring! Y’see what I’m saying? And I’m not just talking about sex and penetration. I’m talking about penetration beyond the veil of the flesh! A deep penetrating dive into the plasma pool!

Welcome to TRC

Horace Granville: You’re mad!
No. 39013, Harry Crowel: I spent 15 years in a cell like that. That’s enough to make anyone, if not mad, then very annoyed.

From DAREDEVILS OF THE RED CIRCLE (1939)

THE RED CIRCLE

“He told me, and my own heart grew cold as ice as I listened. My poor Gennaro, in his wild and fiery days, when all the world seemed against him and his mind was driven half mad by the injustices of life, had joint a Neapolitan society, the Red Circle, which was allied to the old Carbonari. The oaths and secrets of this brotherhood were frightful, but once within its rule no escape was possible.”

Drag Me to Hell

Waitress: So you’re just going to sit here all night, drinking coffee?
Christine Brown: Yes… No! Maybe! Whats it to you?
Waitress: Honey, I’m working a job where tips is my living,
and coffee drinkers DON’T TIP!
Christine Brown: [Holds up envelope containing the cursed button] You keep the coffee coming honey, or I’ll give you a tip you won’t forget!