The Nightmare Never Ends!

 

Singing the praises of Scavolini’s NIGHTMARE

By Michelle Alexander

 

1981, USA/ITALY. Dir: Romano Scavolini

 

 

Newsday October 23rd Ad                  


Amongst the tsunami of horror films released onto the international market in the early 1980s, a low-budget production called Nightmare caused its own storm of controversy. Variously appalled and sniffy critics described it as “a new low in the cinema of depravity” and “one of those horror films that seem entirely composed of scraps of other horror films found on the cutting room floor and spliced together by a blind paraplegic”. Even veteran genre commentator Alan Jones’ review in Starburst was scathing: “And the dregs of the downmarket stalk and slash brigade keep filtering on...a piece of junk whichever way you look at it…worthless trash.” Similar scathing reviews in Fangoria, Sleazoid Express and Gore Gazette made it seem almost fashionable to bash Nightmare. According to director Romano Scavolini, “…during his sermon the bishop of New York mentioned Nightmare amongst various sins and evils”. In the UK, Nightmare was the only title on the notorious “Video Nasties” list to receive prosecution – its distributor, David Hamilton Grant, was imprisoned for refusing to cut a miniscule amount of violent footage. Fortunately amongst all the teeth gnashing and hand wringing was a solid fanbase of viewers who applauded the movie – praise that has long outlived the ridiculous moral outrage campaign and derogatory sneering during its initial release. Today, Nightmare often appears on “Greatest 1980s slasher films” lists, and deservedly so. Reviews often cite the graphic and incredibly bloody gore scenes as being the showstopper, however there are many other notable aspects such as Baird Stafford’s award-worthy portrayal of central character George Tatum; the inventive melding of psycho-sexual thriller, dysfunctional family drama and slasher opus; and a relentlessly grim, grungy atmosphere which has the power to get under the spectator’s skin for days afterwards.

Never underestimate a child with an axe to grind!

Now, I think that I can safely assume that most people reading this have either seen Nightmare, but for the benefit of those who haven’t (GO AND SEE IT NOW), here is a synopsis…
 
George Tatum (Baird Stafford), a dangerously disturbed schizophrenic plagued by horrific nightmares and flashbacks of a childhood trauma, is released from a high-dependency psychiatric unit in New York City. In the clinic, rather than being administered effective treatment, George was used as a guinea pig for mind control experiments designed by the CIA. George, who is still clearly unstable, is – alarmingly – seen by the doctors as “a success story”. Meanwhile, this ticking time bomb visits the adult emporium Show World and the flashbacks – of a boy hacking to pieces a couple indulging in sadomasochistic sex – begin tormenting him again. George’s next destination is Cocoa Beach, Florida, where his ex-wife Susan (Susan Smith) and young son C.J. (C.J. Cooke) reside. Susan, herself traumatised by her disastrous marriage to George – who walked out her the day after C.J.’s birth – takes out her frustrations on C.J. and her two daughters Kim and Tammy, constantly screaming at and berating them. On arrival at Cocoa Beach, George, prescribed tablets which only worsen his condition, is overwhelmed by his homicidal tendencies. He immediately heads to his ex-wife’s house and begins stalking C.J. C.J. notices George following him, having no idea this is his own father, and tries in vain to tell anyone who will listen. Unfortunately, as C.J. has played so many irritating practical jokes on people in a desperate attempt to get his negligent mother’s attention, his concerns are ignored. All the while, George has already slaughtered several unsuspecting victims. Will his own family be next?

George amasses a collection of dead bodies on his way to see family in Florida!


Filmed on a budget of $400,000 during the winter of 1980, Romano Scavolini was initially inspired to write the story for Nightmare after reading an article in a U.S. publication on MK-Ultra. MK-Ultra was the code name for a clandestine program of mind control experiments undertaken by the CIA. Methods including electroshocks, administration of high doses of psychoactive drugs (in particular LSD), sensory deprivation, verbal and sexual abuse, and extended periods of isolation were used on test subjects - often who were unwitting psychiatric patients or prisoners - to observe the effects on their brain functions and mental states. Upon his storyline being unexpectedly selected by Goldmine Productions, Scavolini immediately set to work on a screenplay, at the time which was called Dark Games, scouting locations and assembling cast and crew. Scavolini discovered Baird Stafford, an acclaimed stage actor and director from Florida’s Brevard County area when he attended a rehearsal of Stafford’s play 1776. Lead actress Susan Smith, at the time studying at the Actors’ Studio, was also cast in a similar fashion after Scavolini spotted her in a New York stage production. Shooting took place over four weeks, often during the course of consecutive 14-hour days. Initially six different endings were filmed with various explanations for George Tatum’s character so the most effective out of these could be chosen afterwards. The original intended running time for Nightmare was two hours; however three scenes were omitted as they were seen as unnecessary. The most intriguing of this cut footage was a dream sequence involving George unearthing a masked man on the beach. George removes the mask, finds a second mask and does the same, upon which the mysterious figure’s face is revealed to be that of George’s father. 
 
George shows his love in unusual ways! Heads off!

 
 
 
As Nightmare approached the distribution stage, Warner and Universal expressed their interest to Goldmine Productions in releasing the film – but only if it was heavily cut. Scavolini firmly refused, and the little-known 21st Century Distribution Corporation were signed for the U.S. theatrical distribution of Nightmare. After a well-received sneak preview in New York City a week prior, Nightmare was released nationally on 23 October 1981 and soon followed by the flood of aforementioned scornful reviews; then subsequently, censorship controversies in the UK. Bizarrely in Australia two different cuts of Nightmare turned up on VHS. The first version, issued by Video Classics in 1985, runs for almost 100 minutes and is considered (along with the Dutch VHS) to be the most complete print of the film available on tape format. For months prior this release had been refused classification by the Australian Censorship Board unless the violence was heavily excised. Allegedly Video Classics, which was in dire financial straits and close to folding at this point, released Nightmare with no cuts made “by accident.” In 1987 Palace Home Video retitled the film Schizo with over 10 minutes of footage – mostly gore – removed.

Don't try slamming the door in George's face, he doesn't take "no" for an answer...




So, what exactly is it about Nightmare that, in my opinion, makes it stand head and shoulders above all other slasher films of the era? First and foremost, its sheer ugliness. No doubts about it, Nightmare is an ugly film, and unapologetically so. Gianni Fiore’s dark, oppressive cinematography, seedy locales such as Manhattan’s 42nd Street in its sex cinema heyday, unrestrained crimson-soaked, messy gore – head stumps spray blood post-decapitation, hammers bash bodies into pulp, throats gashed in unflinching close-up. The movie also doesn’t shy away from the typically taboo depiction of children as both murderers and murder victims. Instead of the typical slasher film cast of attractive, vivacious young adults, in Nightmare there are very few likable characters. The clinic staff are corrupt and inhumane. Susan, who is clearly, and understandably, in need of therapy after George’s abandonment of herself and the children, has little time or patience for her neglected offspring. When Susan isn’t losing her temper (ironically, her surname is none other than Temper) at C.J., Kim and Tammy and putting them down, she’s dumping them with Kathy, a local babysitter, as often as possible to spend time with her boyfriend Bob. Kathy is also left with the responsibilities of cooking for and helping the kids with their homework. Often C.J. is written off by reviewers as being an annoying psychotic brat, which he is not. Annoying, yes, but not a “psychotic brat”. C.J. has clearly exhausted all methods in trying to gain Susan’s love and attention, and resorts to pranks in a creative, albeit misguided, attempt to drive Kathy away and get his mother to spend more time at home with him. C.J. is a product of the chaotic home life he has been raised in. Even the contemptuous manner in which C.J. is questioned by a local cop after the murder of his best friend Tony is jaw-droppingly insensitive. The only adult who offers the boy any sort of positive reinforcement and encouragement is Bob. Little wonder he’s playing up. Susan Smith has also been all-too-often criticised for “poor acting”, when in fact her – often improvised – performance is a natural and realistic portrayal of a sole parent struggling to cope and most likely on the edge of a nervous breakdown. The subplot of dysfunctional families adds another layer of gritty realism to Nightmare

Baird Stafford gives the performance of his career as the psychotic yet sympathetic George Tatum.




And of course, Baird Stafford’s astonishing no-holds-barred performance as George. This meek, unassuming-looking man’s veering from committing ferocious murders to breaking down into a sobbing, guilt-written wreck after each killing is incredibly disturbing, as is his desire for love and sex being distorted by the relentless childhood flashbacks and mind altering drugs prescribed by the clinic. Stafford clearly put 110% into this complex role, and it shows – his acting is neither understated nor over-the-top and, is quite simply, faultless. The device of introducing each day in the narrative with a title announcing “The First Day”, “The Second Day”…up until “The Final Day” adds to the tension in how it creates a kind of “countdown” until the inevitable. And it’s highly doubtful that many viewers would be expecting for this inevitable to be the Temper family and Bob strolling happily off into the sunset. Finally, special mention should be given to Jack Eric Williams’ subtle yet haunting, melancholy score, of which an official soundtrack release would be very much welcomed.


George Tatum getting head the hard way!




All too often unfairly derided in the 1980s and 90s, Nightmare is a brilliant, courageous, devastating, raw masterpiece of independent filmmaking, which in more recent years has had its reputation boosted by old and new fans voicing the many strengths of the film and its importance in the history of the slasher (and indeed, horror) genre. Here’s hoping Romano Scavolini’s announced sequel Nightmare: The Wandering Soul will one day come into fruition. 

 

 

References:

“Dark Games.” 19 December 1980, Florida Today, p.21.

Edwards, Matthew. Twisted Visions: Interviews with Cult Horror Filmmakers. McFarland, 2017.

Jones, A. (1982 August). Nightmares in a Damaged Brain. Starburst, p.10.

“Nightmare.” Refused-Classification.com. https://www.refused-classification.com/censorship/films/n-3.html#nightmare.

“’Nighmare’ hits new lows for fright.” 8 January 1982, The News Journal, p.41.

Palmerini, Luca M. and Mistretta, Luca. Spaghetti Nightmares. Fantasma Books, 1996.

“What’s a good synonym for ‘Yechhh’?” 19 January 1982, The Baltimore Sun, p.26.

 

 

 

 

Some Nightmares Aren’t meant to go Away!

Seeing Nightmare Theatrically

By Keith J. Crocker


Newsday October 24th ad, the night I went to see the film. 


 

One of the greatest things about living is the building of memories. What memories represent is that you have been living life. You have been having experiences, and you are creating a road map that contains both joy and sorrow. Without sorrow, you’ll never know joy. I’m 55 years old. I have amassed over 40 years of memories and this has allowed me to remain the raconteur that I am.  
 
Between the years of 1979 through to 1985, when I tell people I “lived in the movie theaters,” I mean just that. Just about every weekend and in some cases weekdays, I spent my time watching movies in the local theaters. I was (and still am) a horror film maniac. Late 70’s through the mid 80’s were a horror film fan’s greatest years. Films of that nature were released in proliferation. I ate them up as if they were nourishment. And in many ways, they were.

In October of 1981, I was six months into a relationship with my “first” girlfriend. I was 16 years old. In order to initiate this girl into my life, she had to withstand the test of the repeated horror films. Horror films were considered date films, they were meant for teenage boys and girls to see in each other’s company. Come September of any given year during this six-year endowment of horror film proliferation, the scare flicks came fast and furious, and just in time for Halloween.

 

The RKO Lawrence Theater, now a Duane Reade drugstore.
 

 
In October of 1981, a slasher film was released to theaters bearing the title Nightmare. The printed ads for the film depicted a screaming severed head and arm, and promised us that if Dawn of the Dead and Friday the 13th scared us, then this was going to do us in. On Saturday, October 24, I took my girlfriend to see Nightmare at the Lawrence Theater, which had been a twin theater that added a third screen by cutting the large second auditorium into two. Now, let me just point out that I was such a horror freak that when these movies opened on a Friday night, I was there to catch the first showing of the evening. For the life of me, I cannot recall why I did not see Nightmare opening night. The film had a sneak preview showing on October 16th, but it played further out on the island and I didn’t drive at the time. That said, friends of ours had gone and seen it that Friday evening, and they all boasted to me about what a blood bath the film was. Needless to say, I was in hook, line and sinker. 
 
One of the nastiest decaptations ever commited to celluloid.

 
 
 
What I didn’t realize was that I was in for one of the most nihilistic motion pictures ever to be made in the United States up to that time. In fact, the sheer brutality depicted in Nightmare was used as an argument to ramp up censorship cuts in motion pictures to make them compliant to the ratings administration. If a horror film refused to carry the “no one under 17 admitted” warning, which was the equivalent of an X rating, they would be subjected to censorship cuts. If they did carry the warning, then the film ads were banned from certain newspapers, which was death in terms of advertising. From that point on, slasher films suffered cuts that often rendered them affectless. And why all the backlash you might ask? Well, in the 1970’s, New York was regarded the murder capital of the world. Urban decay had spread like the plague and New York was regarded as one dangerous place. The death of John Lennon at the hands of Mark David Chapman on December 8 of 1980, sealed the fate of New York and helped set forth reformation plans designed to make the city a safer place. I remember a short time after Nightmare came out, reading an article that I cannot for the life me recall where I read it, but it actually indicated that films like Nightmare were responsible for the carnage in New York City.


Now, audience participation at the movies was a given, especially with slasher films in that they had what it took to get a audience to its feet. The two theaters that I frequented consistently were the Sunrise Cinema (which had formally been a drive-in where I had seen Dawn of the Dead and Meatcleaver Massacre) and the Lawrence Twin. Both theaters were on the border of Queens, NY, which brought in some of its own characters of dubious nature. It was usually the Queens people who would talk back to the screen and go into a frenzy during a climactic chase scene, and I’m bringing this up for a reason. Nightmare had such an unpleasant intensity about it that it literally rendered these people speechless. I remember them yelling out loud and then laughing off the first major scare where George Tatum (Baird Stafford) is having an episode in the sanitarium only to wake up and believe he is seeing a severed head on the floor, one which is still alive! However, from that point on and with each subsequent murder in the film, the audience reaction began to lessen. Somehow this film signaled that it was not a roller-coaster ride but rather we were in the presence of a serious study of psychological depravity which was not going to end in a fun manner. And as sure as I am here sitting at my computer console and writing this out, when I tell you that the audience walked out of that film psychologically drained, I mean just that. They walked out like the people killed were their own relatives. And allow me to point out that these theaters filled up, showings used to get sold out. I believe we went to a 7:05pm showing that evening and the auditorium was already full.

George getting ready to off another victim.




I’d be lying if I said both my girlfriend and myself didn’t feel the same way. Unlike the usual adrenaline rush you’d feel coming out of a horror film, this felt far more like a really bad therapy session. It seemed like the trauma experienced by the psycho, which was then perpetrated onto the rest of the characters in the film, became our trauma as well. For the first and perhaps only time in my life, I actually felt like apologizing to this girl for having taken her to this film. I felt like I actually did wrong by her. I didn’t end up apologizing, but I did walk around with an odd feeling of guilt for quite some time. Of interest, this was around the same time that Caligula (1980) had reached the local cinemas in an “R” rated version. I do remember taking her to see that film and being scolded by the ticket clerk for doing just that. They refused to sell me a ticket. It was years later before Caligula finally came to video and I saw it then. Odd, how I remember little about Caligula, but I can recall Nightmare like I had just seen it yesterday. 

Weird coincidence! George Tatum happens to pass a theater showing Caligula. I was not so politely asked to leave a theater for trying to take my girlfriend to see Caligula. 


Allow me to make something clear. My first experience with Nightmare left me with a bad taste in my mouth, I didn’t like the film at the time. I was very conscious of the fact that the film had severe budgetary restraints. I didn’t think at the time that the effects were all that good; I wasn’t particularly impressed with the acting or the directing. I had convinced myself that it was a minimal effort, yet for the life of me I couldn’t shake the buildup to the climax of that movie. It haunted me like a ghost. Years and years would go by and I could still see that final flashback to the axe murder that begat the film’s carnage. I did always think that the way that sequence was handled had a touch of brilliance. I wasn’t wrong, Director Romano Scavolini actually possessed quite a bit of style. He wasn’t native to the United States and that in itself may account for the odd way the film unfolded. What Scavolini actually did was fascine a film that was really a product of the 70’s, yet he made it and got it shown in the 80’s. But by this time we already had slashers such as Happy Birthday to Me (1981) and Terror Train (1980), and both of these films had decent budgets and a flair of cinematic style. Oddly enough, I was expecting Nightmare to also follow suit, but it didn’t. Thankfully it didn’t.

Flashing forward through the ensuing years, Nightmare had the distinction of being released on the big box video labels Planet Video Inc. (in 1982), and a short time later Continental Video. The Planet Video box featured the original poster art. The Continental featured the psycho slitting the throat of woman on the phone. Both boxes were ugly and eye catching. Oddly enough, I never rented the film; it was still too well etched in my mind. In the late 1990’s, a video store on the North Shore of Long Island was going out of business. I was lucky enough to get a big box Planet Video copy of Nightmare for under $10.00. The video is still with me.

The Continental Video box cover in all it's glory!




On April 14th of 2012, the 92Y Tribeca, a theater that I had dealings with regarding archival showings, had a screening of Nightmare. It was part of a series called “over due.” The guys who hosted it were awful as far as being hosts for the screening. They said just about nothing regarding the film, almost like they knew there was a reason for showing it, but they couldn’t remember what that reason was. I was actually thinking of taking the stage and doing the talking for them, but decided to let them simmer in their own stew. After a god-awful introduction, the film unspooled. The scratchy, worn print, which was also faded, was very welcome to me. And while I damn well knew I could never relieve the very first time I had seen that film, I honestly have to say that it welled up so many memories for me that I was actually flabbergasted when it was over. A good, strong movie is supposed to do that. Nightmare did that.

 



George Tatum speaks: An interview with Baird Stafford

By Michelle Alexander

 

When did you decide, and what made you decide that you wanted to become an actor?

It was an accident, I swear! I had just moved to Florida to live with my parents after dropping out of college and breaking up with my first lover, and was bored. I saw the casting call in the local newspaper and thought to myself, thought I, “What the hell. Why not give it a go?” The play was Lillian Hellman’s The Little Foxes and, to my complete astonishment, I was offered the part of Leo. I accepted - and loved the applause at curtain call so much that I tried out again, and again, and again for successive plays (and was cast often enough not to discourage me).

 

Baird Stafford in a theatrical revival of Little Foxes.

 

I understand you began performing in community theatre in 1970, starting off as part of The Indian River Players, then joining the Surfside Players in 1971 where you also subsequently began writing and directing many productions. What were your standout favourite productions out of those you acted in and/or directed?

As an actor, I played Mordred in Camelot and Atahuallpa in The Royal Hunt of the Sun as well, of course, as John Dickinson in 1776.  The play I directed that stands out furthest in my memory was a production of The Belle of Amherst, about the poet Emily Dickinson.

 

 

Had you considered auditioning for film or TV roles at all prior to Romano Scavolini casting you for NIGHTMARE?

No. In point of fact, I had no clue about who that man who kept staring at me with such intensity might be, nor what he could possibly want.

 

 

What were your initial thoughts upon reading the script for NIGHTMARE (or indeed as it was known then, DARK GAMES)? 

My first thought was how very European it was.  That changed in production, unfortunately (from my point of view, although the producer et. al. were much happier with the revised script).  By the time filming was finished, Nightmare had become, in mind, another splatter movie.  But it was still a movie, the first movie I had ever done, and I was determined to give it my best.  When the movie wrapped I was satisfied I had done so even without having seen so much as the rushes.



 Your portrayal of George’s unbalanced mental state and his varying emotions of despair, rage, guilt, fear and anguish was incredibly powerful and convincing. A few of my personal favourite examples:  during the murder of the woman from the bar and he veers between ecstasy and sobbing, then later when burying her at the beach screams in utter despair; when George is desperately trying to hold on to the moments of conscience he has – such as when he calls the psychiatrist saying the nightmares are stronger than the pills, then urges C.J. to leave the house before being overwhelmed by the killing urges again; and the harrowing conclusion when a barely alive George stammers “C.J., you don’t understand”. Also, your interpretation of George’s nervous mannerisms and expressions (for example, at his session with the psychiatrist and his visit to Show World) are all spot on. Did you partake in any sort of research in preparation for portraying such a character?

 

Although I realize my answer will likely disappoint many, no, I did no research as such.  Since George’s “madness” was based on having been a lab rat, as it were, for an experimental drug like unto LSD, I pulled from my memory all I recalled of having dealt with people who did actually drop acid. I did not try the stuff myself since I had been turned off by some of the more gruesome trips I knew of such as the kid in Denver, Colorado, who killed his girlfriend because he thought she had turned to a horrible monster of some kind.

You actually saw the drug, by the way.  It was the pills George dropped as he hid behind a door while CJ hunted through the house.

 

Baird Stafford in a theatrical revival of Don't Drink the Water.

 

 

When George is stalking his family, it is C.J. whom he is fixated on, (a particular scene I found very effectively unsettling is when C.J. takes out the garbage and George is standing right across the street  from the house, just staring at him), and no attention is paid to his sisters. Was it ever clarified to you if C.J.’s sisters are Tatum’s biological children?

The question of the sisters was never mentioned. In point of fact, neither was CJ’s relationship to George – most of that was filmed before the change in endings was set in stone.  

 

Did the often negative – and sometimes outright angry - critical reaction upon the theatrical release of NIGHTMARE promote or hold back your acting career in any way?

Neither, as far as I know.  I thought at the time that Nightmare was likely to be a one-off, as it were, especially since by the end of it I was quite, quite dead.

 

Were you interested in continuing to act in movies post NIGHTMARE, or preferred to stay involved in community theatre?

I stayed involved in community theatre until Romano called with the offer of a part in Dog Tags.



How did you find the experience of working on DOG TAGS? Do you have any specific on-set anecdotes that you’d like to share?

Well, now, let’s see. I have a couple of those, I think. The first is this: cast and crew were originally housed in a resort some distance from Manila, the bath water and swimming pool of which were heated by natural hot springs.  The summer before that, I had gone swimming in a private pool here in Florida and caught (yet another) ear infection - I had suffered frequently from those as a child.  I did not, therefore, swim in the pool at the resort.  For some reason, my explanation that “I don’t swim” was interpreted by those around me as, “I can’t swim.”  The escape across the lake was interrupted by an incident that for some reason was cut from the film:  our outrigger was swamped by the wake of the camera boat and dumped everyone into the water.  Of all of us, I was the only one who managed not only to stay with the outrigger but to retain his M16 - the other firearms sank to the bottom of the lake.  There was great astonishment all around, that the actor who “couldn’t swim” was able to keep both himself and his weapon if not dry, at least easily recovered.


The second occasion was right after Roy was caught by the punji stick - enough years have passed that I don’t recall precisely who played whom, though.  In any case, I had a bit of a monologue during which I called Clive’s character, “Roy.”  I kept on with the scene instead of stopping it because it felt so right and I hoped that my error could be cut and a correct reading interpolated. When the scene was done, I apologized and said that I’d have to

request another take because I had done so.  Of everyone on the set, only the (Aussie) sound man had caught it.

 

Baird as George in Nightmare.

 

 

 

Likewise in regards to character research, did you conduct any for getting into “Roy mode?”

None at all. I didn’t have to. I spent my childhood being “Roy” - the last one chosen for teams, the first eliminated, the one who walked home alone….  I already knew “Roy mode” entirely too well.

 

Are you aware of the proposed sequel to NIGHTMARE, titled NIGHTMARE: THE WANDERING SOUL, which has an entry on IMDB (however, this entry has not been updated since early 2017).

Yes, and I wondered when it was first pointed out to me how Romano would overcome the little snag of George having been very, very dead at the end of Nightmare.  George wasn’t a superhero, after all - those people are expected to resurrect every so often.  I feel neither jealous nor threatened by the notion of a sequel, though – if Romano can do it, more power to him!

 

Having retired from community theatre, what keeps you busy these days?

My other half is a network security expert, and we formed a company together nearly 30 years ago, soon after we decided we are a family.  He did the tech work, I did the office work.  I’ve retired even from that, now, although he is still working as a contractor.