Love your avatar, btw.
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Thanks.
Tis Fantomas, The Elegant Menace:
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He reminds me of DCās The Phantom Stranger.
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I loved it.
You didnāt even mention the middle of film music video:
A true work of art:
https://tubitv.com/movies/585500?utm_source=justwatch-feed&tracking=justwatch-feed
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Oh that was music?
Itās the work of the Devil. Leave it alone!
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Why I Think Shadow People are Real
Part III ā Second-Hand Knowledge
As Iāve said before, Iāve never seen a shadow person and I donāt ever want to, but I know someone who did.
First, let me explain that there is a subset of shadow person sighting that involve āthe Hat Man.ā This is a shadow person who is perceived to be wearing a hat. Why this is, I can only speculate. Perhaps there are only two shadow working people world-wide, and one of them likes to wear a hat.
For a time in the mid-2000s I was friends with a woman, or perhaps I was dating her. Thatās a story for another time. She and I had some things in common. For example, she lived for a while in Minneapolis to study art as had I. She was then working at Macyās in New York, and thatās where we met.
Another thing was we had in common was a connection to the small town of Ashland, Wisconsin. She had grown up there in the 80s, as had my father 40 years earlier. It was interesting, I told her, to hear her reference some of the same locations my father did.
She was always an enthusiastic talker, and one evening on Montague Street she told me about her friendsā usual hangout during her high school years. Outside of town there was a disused railroad track in a cut where they would meet after school. There they would do whatever stuff bored teenagers do in small town America.
Then she went on.
āAnd, you know, there was this weirdest thing we would always see down there. There was this dark figure ā you couldnāt see any details, just dark ā and it would climb to the top of one of those towers, you know, they have beside the tracks. And it would try to jump across to the other side. We would always run towards it to try to get to it, to see it up close, but when we got there it was always gone.ā
I was dumbfounded. Her story sounded very similar to other stories of shadow people witnessed by adults: A dark figure in a natural setting. A repetitive task out in the open. Disappearing when people try to get a closer look.
Before I could say anything she continued.
āAnd it was always wearing this hat. You know, one of those old-timey hats, with the brim on it.ā
At this point I broke in. āYou saw the hat man!ā She had no idea what I was talking about. I explained the shadow person phenomenon to her. She had never heard of them before.
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Iāll have to get out my copy of āHaunted Heartlandā again. Iāve not read it in a long time. It covers IL, IN, IA, KS, MI, MN, MO, NE, OH, and WI. I recommend it.
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I saw this phenomena maybe a half dozen times in my life. Itās basically an out-of-body-like experience when you get kind of stuck between sleep and waking for a short bit and you see a shadow version of a generic person superimposed on what your open eyes are looking at. But itās dim and scary and makes you come to in a panic a few seconds after opening your eyes and seeing it. Sort of a sleep-paralysis ass-backward sleepwalking thing.
Sorry, not really scary and maybe not what youāre talking about.
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I normally hesitate about talking about it now. Religious people get upset.
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Sorry, that was me. I sunburn easily.
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I canāt claim to have seen the Shadow People. However I have seen, and heard, shadow creatures.
It was 9 years ago, 2013, right at this time of year. I would go out after work to rake the leaves, clearing big areas in the yard. Sometimes making patterns or clear paths through the leaves. It was zen, relaxing, fulfilling. Exercising, the sun slowly setting, the sky turning orange. A good way to gear down after work.
One night Iād been out there raking for awhile and started feeling thirsty, decided to go in and get a drink. When I looked up from my pile of leaves, the sky wasnāt orange, it wasnāt twilight, it was full-on dark except for moon and starlight. I went inside to the kitchen to get a glass of water and the clock said it was after midnight. Iād been out there about four hours longer than I thought I had. And never noticed time passing.
Oh well, guess I just got caught up in the moment and what I was doing, zoned out in the simple rhythym of raking. No big deal.
Shortly after that I started noticing new wildlife in our yard. We had a lot of things - squirrels, chipmunks, groundhogs, skunks, possums, sometimes a fox. But these werenāt any of those.
They showed up at night, after sundown. Their behavior was a little bit like squirrels, running across the ground, or skittering along the tree branches, or along the fence. But the squirrels were all in bed well before they came out. And these creatures were bigger, and chittered in a way that squirrels donāt. I could only ever see them as shadows. Long arms and legs, a head shaped like that of a snake or lizard. A curled-over tail. There would often be two or three or more, all running in the same direction.
Sometimes theyād stop and look at me. I couldnāt see their eyes in the dark, but they stopped and turned their heads towards me. And then just went on their way, passing by.
They reminded me of the idea of psychopomps, spirit creatures who come to collect the souls of the dead. But they werenāt there for me. They were a little scary, but also, oddly comforting. They never approached me, but also didnāt run away when they saw me. They just kind of acknowledged me and then went on about whatever they were doing.
Since then, I mightāve caught a glimpse of one or two of them briefly out of the corner of my eye, but Iām not really sure, kinda doubt it. That year, however, I definitely saw them. And heard them. Several of them and several times that fall and winter. Always running in the same direction together. With that weird subdued chittering noise.
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Wow. Thatās a new one to me.
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I canāt tell if weāre reading fiction or memoir 
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Will the next parts be confession?
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https://tubitv.com/movies/575211/shopping-for-fangs
A young housewife being sexted by a waitress loses her cell phone and her husbandās co-worker thinks heās a werewolf ā welcome to Los Angeles!
Only marginally Halloweeny, but hey itās got dressing up, bloodshed, and a werewolf! Early work from co-directors Quentin Lee and Justin Lin and an early performance from John Cho. Basically the kind of indie film that became trendy in the ā90s, but with a cast made up almost exclusively of twenty something Asian-Americans. The contemporary reviewers, who were immersed in this sort of thing, didnāt seem too keen, but I liked it a lot. Not a lot of depth, Iāll admit, but plenty of charm (and nostalgia).
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