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U of M’s Fall Schedule is a Classical Cornucopia

University of Memphis’ Sound Fuzion performs October 24th and November 1st.

The Rudi E. Scheidt School of Music’s fall schedule of performances at the University of Memphis is a mix of concerts, recitals, and events with an emphasis on classical music (very loosely defined), but also with plenty of jazz and occasional dollops of pop, rock, and avant garde.

Becky Starobin

The 90th birthday of composer George Crumb will be celebrated at the U of M’s Harris Concert Hall on October 22nd.

Highlights include a George Crumb 90th Birthday Celebration with pianist Kevin Richmond performing in honor of the composer (October 22nd); the three-day Octubafest (October 16th-18th); the local Luna Nova Ensemble performing 20th-century works (September 16th); the East Coast Chamber Orchestra presented by Concerts International (October 23rd); and appearances throughout the semester by the U of M Wind Ensemble, the U of M Symphonic Band, Southern Comfort Jazz Orchestra, Memphis Reed Quintet, 901 Jazz Band, Sound Fuzion, University Singers, and others.

Many performances are free, even to non-students.

Go here for the complete schedule.

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Book Features Books

Richard Zoglin’s Elvis in Vegas

The conventional wisdom is that Las Vegas is to blame for the ultimate demise of the King of Rock-and-Roll. Though Elvis Presley was at his home in Memphis when he died, some fans and music historians trace his downfall back to his tenure as a star in Las Vegas, Nevada. Elvis in Vegas: How the King Reinvented the Vegas Show (Simon & Schuster), the new history by Richard Zoglin, argues differently. “Las Vegas saved Elvis, at least for a little while,” Zoglin writes, “and Elvis showed Vegas its future.”

In Elvis in Vegas, Zoglin sets up what he calls “the greatest comeback in music history” with the precision of a patiently plotted thriller. Rather than offer a blow-by-blow account of the minutiae of Elvis’ career as a Vegas performer, the author gives an overview of Vegas’ history as an entertainment town, starting with the showgirls of Minsky’s Follies and the jazz-and-booze-flavored machismo of the Rat Pack. It’s a useful overview, for one must understand what Las Vegas represents in the American unconscious to understand the King’s rebirth there.

“It was naughty entertainment for sheltered middle America, helping to loosen the Puritanical standards of the Eisenhower-era ’50s and opening the door to the more audacious taboo-breaking of the late ’60s,” Zoglin writes of Vegas’ early years as more than just a destination for gambling.

Not to fear, diehard Elvis fans; long before the formation of the TCB Band and his stint as a Vegas entertainer, Elvis appears on the pages of Elvis in Vegas. He performed in Sin City early in his career, and he returned again and again to cruise the strip and take in the shows, even before his trendsetting tenure as a Vegas performer. Elvis was drawn back by the late nights and carnival atmosphere, a drastically different environment than the one he was used to in Memphis. In fact, it was a member of the Las Vegas tabloid press who coined the term “Memphis Mafia” as a nickname for Elvis and his coterie of friends and hangers-on, who enjoyed cruising the city in black mohair suits and dark sunglasses.

As Elvis ushered in the age of rock-and-roll, he helped bring about a sea change in Las Vegas, long before his tenure there. The Vegas of the Rat Pack was segregated, somewhat salacious, and dangerous. And, as they always do, the tides of culture changed. “By the late 1960s, Vegas was beginning to lose its juice,” Zoglin explains. “Beatlemania was hardly the passing phase that Vegas thought — hoped — it might be.”

Changes in culture and in appetites reflected behind-the-scenes shifts in Vegas’ business landscape as Howard Hughes bought up property and subverted, to a degree, the mob’s influence. And Elvis, in the process of reinventing his career after spending years filming 31 motion pictures and not touring, was poised to fill the entertainment vacuum.

The stage was set for Elvis, and, fresh from his reinvigorating ’68 Comeback Special, the King was ready to ascend to his throne, not just as the King of Rock-and-Roll, but of America’s collective fantasyland. Always a gifted arranger, Elvis set about cultivating his TCB Band with a renewed energy. “This was the deprived musician, who had not been able to control his music either in the recording studio or in the movies, and now he was going to satisfy all his musical desires on that stage,” Zoglin quotes Jerry Schilling, one of Elvis’ longtime friends.

Elvis incorporated elements of all his interests into his Vegas show. Gospel, rhythm & blues, symphonic pop, his friendship and admiration of Liberace — Elvis was more vivid than any time since before joining the Army. At last free of, as Zoglin calls it, manager Colonel Tom Parker’s “non-stop movie treadmill,” Elvis crafted a dynamic, sensual stage show backed by a full band and back-up singers. Where the Rat Pack had been cool and removed, a booze-fueled boys’ club, Elvis was passionate and direct, as tangible as a sweat-stained scarf thrown to the crowd.

In Vegas, with its Elvis impersonators, tribute shows, and Elvis-themed wedding chapels, Zoglin writes, “Elvis, of course, never really left the building.”

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Food & Drink Hungry Memphis

Dancing Peppers’ Memphis-Style Salsa Packed with Flavor, Civic Pride

Toby Sells

Look for Memphis-made Dancing Peppers salsa (formerly Rojo Gold) at Kroger, Miss Cordelia’s, Cash Saver, and more.

I know salsa. 

I eat it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner on eggs, salad, tacos, chips, burritos, and everything else.

I embarrass myself at Mexican restaurants. I eat all the salsa and ask for more. That’s when the waiter just brings me that big carafe of salsa and leaves me to my own devices.

I love the impossibly thin red stuff at restaurants that many eschew for its inauthenticity. I love that bland, thick stuff from a jar that many eschew for its inauthenticity. I love the green and brown stuff at restaurants that many adore for its authenticity.

Maybe the only way I’d love salsa more is if someone made a salsa beer. (That’s a free idea, by the way. Please, someone, make a salsa beer.)

Dancing Peppers

David and Tracy Murrell

But a new (well, newly named) company improved salsa recently; they made it Memphis style — barbecue, that is. The company has been making and selling salsa in Memphis for years and you may have (probably) already eaten it. You just knew it as Rojo Gold.

Husband-and-wife team David and Tracy Murrell launched Rojo Gold (the company and the salsa) back in 2018. The salsa and the company wound down last year as the Murrells decided to rebrand it all as Dancing Peppers.

The company offers three salsas — medium, medium hot, and Memphis style. They are all made ”in small batches with carefully selected ingredients and spices to offer our customers a product without harmful chemicals added,” according to the company’s website.

I ate the medium salsa on salads last week. It’s tangy, salty, and just a bit sweet. It’s thin — not Chili’s thin — but Mexican-restaurant thin. The medium is an all-purpose salsa, good on everything.
[pullquote-2] You can smell the smoky tang of Memphis barbecue when you open a jar of Memphis style. It’s a bit thicker than medium and Dancing Peppers says it can be used as a barbecue sauce, especially on pork or chicken. It was great poured over a roasted chicken breast for lunch this week.

”Memphis is the home for the ‘World Championship BBQ Cooking Contest’ and is famous for its many great BBQ restaurants, so it only made sense for us to create the first ever ’BBQ Salsa,’” reads the company’s website. “Dancing Peppers Memphis Style Salsa is made with tomatoes, onions, jalapeno peppers and garlic, along with our secret BBQ Sauce recipe.”

But don’t let the added feature distract you. The Memphis style salsa’s highest-and-best function is on a salty tortilla chip. It’s delicious with a Memphis twist.
[pullquote-3] Dancing Peppers has another added bonus — civic pride. If you scoff at all other cheese dips if Pancho’s is available, you can proudly turn your nose up high in the salsa aisle until you find Dancing Peppers.

You can find Dancing Pepper salsa in Mid-South Kroger stores in Tennessee, Arkansas, and Mississippi. You can also find it at Miss Cordelia’s, Super Lo, Cash Saver, Curb Market, High Point Grocery, and more.

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Food & Wine Food & Drink

A.M. Alt: The Perils of Day-Drinking

I popped into Buster’s to find an interesting growler from their Pegas system. The nice fella behind the counter told me that, through some voodoo or another, the system would keep a growler fresh and zippy for weeks. I told him that I’d need to take his word for it because while I’m usually on top of things, deadline-wise, I didn’t have a couple of weeks. I’d waited dangerously close to filing, and I had a previous engagement that night, so drinking it then was ill-advised.

Which is why I woke up Friday morning, sat down at my desk, and pounded 32 ounces of Hutton & Smith Altbier — at 7:15 a.m.

Altbier is German for “old beer,” which employs a top-fermentation method similar to English ales, but then is matured at a lower temperature for a cleaner finish. With the advent of “lagering,” most German brewers switched to the bottom-fermenting method like the one used in Pilsners. Hence, it’s considered an old-style beer — which, in Germany, is pretty old. It’s a style popular in Westphalia (Peace of Westphalia, 1648, ended the 30 Years’ War; that’s probably why the name is familiar) and almost nowhere else (who really cares about the 30 Years’ War?).

Of course, this makes it perfect fodder for traditional-minded craft breweries like Hutton & Smith. Based in Chattanooga, H&S is named for a) James Hutton, whose Theory of the Earth explained in 18th-century glory the enormous spans of time over which geological changes occur, and b) William Smith, who produced the first geological map of the Earth. Evidently, the good people at H&S decided these intellectual exercises required a fair bit of mental lubrication and named a brewery after them.

Which is no stranger than my scheme to quaff the growler of ancient Teutonic brew for breakfast, maintain enough focus to write this column, get it off to my long-suffering editor, Mr. V, then meet my father for lunch. There were difficulties with the day’s plan. First, that said column would get lost in the increasingly regular dump of lunatic fringe hate mail bombarding Mr. V of late. And second, that after a lifetime of disappointing experience with his fifth child, Dad would likely note that I had had a bellyful of beer before noon on a weekday.

“Big beers” refer to high-gravity or high-alcohol beers, and, at 5 percent ABV, H&S On-Sight Alt beer doesn’t qualify. Still, it has a weapons-grade beer taste and feel. This is what beer tasted like when you were 10 and snuck a snort while your dad was berating the lawnmower. Or at least it’s what you thought it tasted like, except this time it’s pretty damn good. You don’t have to put on a cool face for your older brothers and pretend to like it. This beer is like thinking back to some childhood fear and realizing that Dad was, in fact, a pretty mellow monster with interesting thoughts on the Rolling Stones: “Man, it’s the imperfection in Gimme Shelter that makes it perfect! Can’t you see that?”

That big, malty bloom followed by a clean finish becomes a real pleasure. Yet for all that big German beer flavor, it is remarkably light and crisp. There is a little more to it than a Pilsner and not so much going on as a hoppy IPA, and there is certainly none of that “Is this really a beer?” business you get when brewers get too trendy. I’m not sure I’d drink it with a salad, but it’s hard to think of a sandwich or burger this altbier wouldn’t complement.

At that aforementioned 5 percent ABV, it takes the edge off but not much else. I might suggest it as a method of coping for some of the people writing all that hate mail. That, and maybe pay a little more attention to your grammar.

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Music Video Monday: Justin Peter Kinkel-Schuster

courtesy Kyle Taubken

Justin Peter Kinkel-Schuster

Today’s Music Video Monday is taking some “Educated Guesses”

Justin Peter Kinkel-Schuster made a splash with Water Liars, the Mississippi band that released three critically acclaimed albums, beginning with 2012’s Phantom Limb. Now he’s preparing to release his second solo album on August 30th.

Memphis filmmaker Kyle Taubken, who recently debuted his short film “Soul Man” at Memphis Film Prize, created a Memphis-centric video for “Educated Guesses,” the plaintive, folkie, first single from Kinkel-Schuster. Have a look!

Educated Guesses [Official Music Video] – Justin Peter Kinkel-Schuster from Kyle Taubken on Vimeo.

Music Video Monday: Justin Peter Kinkel-Schuster

If you’d like to see your music video featured on Music Video Monday, email cmccoy@memphisflyer.com

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From My Seat Sports

Redbirds Rewind: Five Highlights from a Mostly Meh Season

Despite what we’ve seen in recent years with the Memphis Redbirds, not every baseball season ends with champagne showers. But every baseball season is, in fact, memorable. As the Redbirds close out their home schedule this week, here are five components of the 2019 season that will stand out in the history books.


Long-ball Lane
 — During a brief April stint with the Cardinals, Lane Thomas became the seventh former Memphis player to homer in his first big-league at-bat. Then on July 27th, he became the eighth Redbird to hit three home runs in a game (in a Memphis win at Oklahoma City). Back in St. Louis on August 11th, Thomas drilled a seventh-inning grand slam to complete a Cardinal comeback against the Pittsburgh Pirates. The irony is that Thomas isn’t projected to be a power hitter, but rather a multi-tool asset, be it as an everyday outfielder (as he was in Memphis) or off the bench (his current role with the Cardinals).

Raking Randy — Cardinal fans spent much of the summer clamoring for the promotion of Randy Arozarena, the Cuban outfielder who earned the franchise’s Minor League Player of the Month award for both June and July. And for good reason. He hit .309 over 28 games with Double-A Springfield, then raked to the tune of .368 in 57 games for Memphis. (Arozarena’s OPS with Memphis was 1.004. That’s very good.) He hit for the cycle on July 26th in Oklahoma City, only the third Redbird to accomplish the feat. And on August 14th in Kansas City, he finally made his big-league debut. He picked up two hits in a Cardinal win.

Everyday Edman — You don’t see Tommy Edman on top-prospect rankings. If you crossed his path in street clothes, you wouldn’t pause, let alone gawk. Infielders under six feet tall don’t steal a lot of camera time these days from slugging outfielders or flame-throwing hurlers. But the Cardinals needed a spark in early June and called upon Edman (a hero of the Redbirds’ run to the Triple-A national championship last fall). For more than two months now, the switch-hitting Edman has been a regular in the Cardinal lineup, playing second base, third base, and even some outfield. He may not “profile” as a major-league weapon, but Edman has clearly impressed St. Louis manager Mike Shildt. There are times a team needs players who will not lose games with mistakes. Edman fits that role.

Jake and Junior — Jake Woodford started the Triple-A All-Star Game for the Pacific Coast League and should be in the mix for what will likely be two vacancies in the Cardinals’ starting rotation next season. Junior Fernandez came out of the bullpen to post an ERA of 1.54 at Class A, 1.55 at Double-A, and 1.31 in 15 games for Memphis before receiving a third promotion to St. Louis. With Jordan Hicks recovering from elbow surgery and Carlos Martinez yearning to start again, Fernandez could be closing games for the Cardinals as early as next April.

Dylan’s Debut — It’s not if, but when. Still just 20 years old, Dylan Carlson is bound for the Cardinals’ outfield. He’s climbed various rankings this season to a consensus of number-two in the St. Louis system. Carlson slugged .518 and hit 21 homers for Double-A Springfield before making his Triple-A debut on August 15th at AutoZone Park. (He doubled and scored a run in a Memphis win.) At 6’2″ and 205 pounds, he’s the player who might stop you in your tracks even in street clothes. And he’s a switch-hitter. Take a good look at Carlson while you can, Memphis. He won’t be here long.

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Food & Drink Hungry Memphis

Pickle Fest 2019 to be held at Hollywood Cafe

In a pickle trying to decide what to do this weekend?

Check out Pickle Fest at Hollywood Cafe in Robinsonville, Mississippi. The free event, which will be held between 8 a.m. and 5 p.m. August 17th at the restaurant at 1585 Old Robinsonville Road, will feature fried pickles served all day, a pickle contest, a scavenger hunt, and arts and crafts vendors.

Pickle Festival will commemorate the restaurant’s 50th anniversary. This is the place Marc Cohn immortalized in his 1991 song, “Walking in Memphis.”

The original Hollywood Cafe, which was opened by Bard Selden in 1969, was in Hollywood, Mississippi before it was destroyed in 1983.

One of my fondest Mississippi memories — if I’m remembering it correctly — was driving up to “The Hollywood” one night and hearing Muriel Wilkins singing the words, “When it’s moonlight on the Delta,” while playing an upright piano in the window. To make it even more wonderful, I remember there was a full moon.

I interviewed Wilkins decades ago at her home in Helena, Arkansas for a feature story. She was very strong in her faith. So, the Cohn line, “Tell me. Are you a Christian, child,” was right on.

Hollywood Cafe also is the first place I tried a fried dill pickle. It’s still the standard — for me — for fried dill pickles.

The PIckle Fest 2019 Scavenger Hunt will be held between 9 a.m. and noon at the Tunica Museum. Cameras are required.

Winners can compete for “Best Cucumber Pickle” and “Best Unique Pickle Item” in the Pickle Contest. All entries must be submitted by 9 a.m. August 17th on the back porch of Hollywood Cafe.

For $50 per person, guests can take part in a VIP celebration, which will be held from 5 p.m. to 10 p.m. It will include a food buffet, coffee, tea, soft drinks, and water. Mark “The Mule Man” Massey will provide the music.

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U of M Students Look to Raise Funds for African-American Greek Organizations

NPHC

Members of the U of M’s National Pan-Hellenic Council executive board

Students at the University of Memphis recently launched a campaign to raise funds for their predominantly African-American, Greek-letter, service-based organizations on campus.

The university’s National Pan-Hellenic Council (NPHC), which governs the school’s nine traditionally African-American fraternities and sororities, hopes to raise $7,500 by September 28th.

The money raised will fund “plots,” or permanent housing facilities, for each of the fraternities and sororities.

“The largest symbols of Black fraternalism on college campuses is the plot,” the group’s campaign website reads. “Unlike chapters within the Interfraternity and Panhellenic Councils, NPHC chapters typically do not own housing facilities.”

Having housing on campus provides “representation and sacred spaces for these groups.” The goal of the NPHC is for all nine organizations to have their own housing on campus near the University Center and Alumni Mall.

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“The University of Memphis’ NPHC community has been given the opportunity to obtain physical representation on campus, in the form of plots, but we need your help to make it happen!” the campaign site reads. “With your help, the NPHC community will be able to create and maintain these sacred spaces on the U of M’s campus for many years to come.”

About 200 students are involved in the nine organizations at the U of M governed by the NPHC, according to the group.

“We pride ourselves in scholarship, service, and quality programming,” a description of the groups reads. “We hold ourselves to a higher standard and ensure students on our campus can see us as role models, while actively engaging in the numerous activities that we program for students.”

So far, $992 of the $7,500 has been raised.

Jessika Williams, president of the university’s NPHC executive board, said the council is “breaking barriers and making history” at the U of M.

“Through rebranding and elevating our campus community, we have set a new standard for NPHC,” Williams said. “As we rise to the occasion as active role models for our campus community, we see the importance of us having physical representation through placement plots here on campus.”

The nine groups under the school’s NPHC, known as the “Divine Nine,” include Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority, Inc.; Alpha Phi Alpha Fraternity, Inc.; Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, Inc.; Iota Phi Theta Fraternity, Inc.; Kappa Alpha Psi Fraternity, Inc.; Omega Psi Phi Fraternity, Inc.; Phi Beta Sigma Fraternity, Inc.; Sigma Gamma Rho Sorority, Inc.; and Zeta Phi Beta Sorority, Inc.

U of M Students Look to Raise Funds for African-American Greek Organizations

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Music Music Blog

Counting Down Elvis: His 100 Finest Songs Offers a Deep Appreciation

Here at the Flyer, we’re all about the art of songwriting, as evidenced in our June 27th cover story, but we also appreciate what both the Rolling Stones and Alex Chilton told us: “It’s the singer not the song.” And surely no artist embodies that truism more than Elvis Presley, who wrote precious little during his career, but excelled at making others’ handiwork his own.

Author Mark Duffett, Reader in Media and Cultural Studies at the University of Chester in England, is no stranger to Elvis, and no stranger to Memphis. In 2017, he and Amanda Nell Edgar, Assistant Professor at the University of Memphis’ Department of Communication and Film, organized the international conference New Perspectives on Elvis. They and the speakers they assembled were true fans of the King and Memphis generally, who’s enthusiasm led them to delve deeper than your typical music journalist.

This was evident again this March, when the pair hosted a more wide-ranging conference, Balancing the Mix, wherein scholars and deep listeners dove into such topics as “Hip Hop Resistance Across Time and Space,” “Justice from Blues to Soul,” “Music and Erasure,” and “Beyond the Music: The Sounds of the Street and Social Justice in Britain and France, 1970-1990.”

The latter had an exploration of the U.K.’s Northern Soul movement, and associated indie zines, that would have made any Memphis vinyl nerd swoon. And presentations like “Pocahontas, Ira Hayes and Me: Popular Music and the fight for Native American Civil Rights,” by Johnny Hopkins of Southampton Solent University, shed unaccustomed light on long-neglected pockets of musical resistance.

If that all sounds a bit ivory-towerish, I would only direct you to Duffett’s study of the King, Counting Down Elvis: His 100 Finest Songs (Rowman & Littlefield, 2018), which is one of the most entertaining meditations on Elvis’ work of the decade.

While many Elvis writers focus on one or the other phase of his career, this book is notable for its all-embracing appreciation of every stylistic shift the King made. Done in true countdown style, you will see many surprises along the way, including Duffett’s choice of number one. But, as Duffett himself notes, the point is not so much the specific order but the dialogue that the list is meant to jump start. And along the way, we read some keen observations of the nuts and bolts of each number.

For starters, Duffett is remarkably thorough about the songwriters that supplied Elvis’ material, especially in a book devoted primarily to an interpreter rather than composer of music. “They tried a new number by Giant, Baum, and Kaye,” Duffett writes. “‘Power of My Love’ ranks in any Elvis compilation for the simple reason that it showcases him at his most masculine, adult, and sensual…it effortlessly bridges between the raw urgency of the Comeback Special and virile confidence of his early 1970s shows.”

Duffett is well-versed in every phase and detail of Presley’s career, allowing him to make free-ranging comparisons between songs. And, unlike many critics, he embraces the kitsch of Elvis in the 70s as something just as vital as “Good Rockin’ Tonight.”

Thus, we are treated to a deep reading of Elvis’ version of “Let Me Be There,” better known as a hit by Olivia Newton-John. “Compared to Newton-John’s breezy rendering, Elvis’ cover is a tour de force. The joy of community reigns supreme.” And he notes that the song “was so cherished that he kept it in his live set on a fairly regular basis until early 1976. The 20 March 1974 Mid-South Coliseum recording was even dusted off to round out the first side of what became his last will and testament, the LP Moody Blue.”

Clearly, this book takes into account many deep cuts that dabblers would miss. Indeed, it could be an invaluable companion to the excellent Elvis Radio on Sirius XM, hosted by the erudite Doc Walker. Duffett’s writing, too, is impressively unaffected by the jargon and abstractions of the academy, making this a fun and entertaining read. Often, one is either an Elvis fan or one is not. But delving into the details with Duffett might make you sit up and listen to songs, and see sides of the King, you never knew were there.

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Film Features Film/TV

Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark

Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark is bookended by two versions of “Season of the Witch.” Over the opening credits is Donovan’s psychedelic classic from 1966, the dark side of Sunshine Superman. The second is a confident, if breathy version by Lana Del Rey, who becomes the latest artist to attempt to capture the song’s serenely spooky vibes.

What can an artist bring to something like “Season of the Witch”? The song’s Wikipedia entry lists 26 different versions, done by everyone from Vanilla Fudge to Hole. Maybe the reason the song appeals to so many artists is because it has strong bones. Its soft-loud, verse-chorus structure would be appropriated by the Pixes in the 1980s and inspire a legion of imitators, including Nirvana. The lyrics are as vaguely threatening as they are nonsensical. Versions like Del Rey’s continue to sound fresh because the artists have sussed out the secret: Just do it like Donovan did it, and you’ll be okay.

Michael Garza (left) and Zoe Margarett Coletti star in Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark.

Good bones are what keep Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark upright. It’s an adaptation of a series of short story anthologies released in the 1980s by folklorist and fantastically prolific author Alvin Schwartz. The stories, which are aimed at young readers, are short and often gruesome resettings of campfire tales and dimly remembered legends. Schwartz’s books, greatly enhanced by Stephen Gammell’s haunting illustrations, have consistently appeared on the American Library Association’s Most Banned list for the last 30 years.

Horror maestro and 2017 Best Picture winner Guillermo del Toro executive produced this long-gestating adaptation. Instead of doing a Creepshow-esque anthology, del Toro crafted a framework story and tapped Trollhunter helmer André Øvredal to direct. It opens on Halloween of 1968, which the narrator describes as “The last autumn of our childhood.” The narrator is revealed to be a teenager named Stella (Zoe Margaret Colletti), who is fastening fake warts to her face and applying black lipstick to dress as a witch for the annual shenanigans in the small town of Mill Valley, Pennsylvania. She meets up with her friends Auggie (Gabriel Rush) and Chuck (Austin Zajur), and they set out to exact a little flaming bag of poo-themed revenge on bat-wielding bully Tommy (Austin Abrams). But when their plans go pear-shaped, they flee into a drive-in theater, where they are saved by Ramón (Michael Garza) as Night of the Living Dead spools in the background.

The group finds their way to the town’s only bona fide haunted house. Naturally, it’s a crumbling late-Victorian affair where the rich descendants of the Bellows, the town’s founding family, degenerated into gothic madness. Their youngest daughter Sara (Kathleen Pollard) was an albino whom they kept locked away in shame. The family is long since gone, but Sara has lived on in legend for the scary stories she would tell to any 19th-century kid brave enough to sneak up to the manse.

Guillermo del Toro and André Øvredal bring Stephen Gammell’s illustrations to the big screen.

If the above seems like a lot of trouble to go to in order to set up a framing device for a bunch of short creepy tales, well, it is. Øvredal and del Toro work very hard to get us invested in this group of small town outsiders living on the eve of Nixon’s election. It helps that Colletti brings some big Hermione energy as the ostracized smart girl who is obsessed with writing horror. Their prank wars soon turn seriously spooky when aspiring writer Stella steals Sara’s book of scary stories scribbled in the blood of children, and Tommy has a run-in with a sinister scarecrow.

Horror aficionados will recognize many of the tropes at play here, which lean much more heavily on Cronenbergian body horror than the retro setting would suggest. Especially upsetting is the poster-worthy pimple from hell suffered by Chuck’s sister Nancy (Natalie Ganzhorn) on the night of the high school’s big harvest festival. But what Scary Stories lacks in originality, it makes up for in execution and heart. Øvredal makes a virtue of his limitations, shooting in a muted autumnal palette and even getting a scare out of the color grading at one point. The eager actors and mid-budget, analog feel to the effects turn out to be the film’s greatest assets. There are a lot of parallels to the Stephen King horror juggernaut It, and when the nerdy Auggie dresses as a clown for Halloween, it is surely meant as a jab at the competition. Admittedly, not everything here works, but I greatly prefer Scary Stories’ playful pluck to the reverent sterility of It.