I watched a couple of classic horror movies over the weekend with some friends. No, we aren't talking about the kind of classic where Bela Lugosi listening to music from children in the night or even something with the distinctive, low-pitched, atmospheric voice of Vincent Price. I'm talking about the classic stuff that they don't want the mainstream to find out about for fear that it will be banned for being simply too scary. I know if anyone under the age of 18 saw these, they would like awake at night wondering if seemingly innocent rodents might in fact chew through their bedroom wall and attack.
Ok, first off, I saw Dr. "Bones" McCoy star in
Night of the Lepus. What is a "Lepus" you might ask? Some sort of crazy mutant werewolf that sprays poison from its fangs and flies around with leathery wings, the likes of which only the most demented soul could dream up? No, no, no, Lepus is a genus of which leporids belong, which you may know better as the wise-cracking cartoon character which asks, "What's up?". The rabbit, hare, or even coney is frightful enough, but what happens when some "good intentioned" scientists try to manipulate its DNA and create giant monster wabbits that run in slow motion and have the taste for human blood? The whole country wets their knickers, is what happens. Everyone knows that rabbits mate like... well, rabbits. One mutant freak and you have a whole
down of hares to worry about. Thank god for Bones being around to, um, access the situation and assist the others scientists in whatever way he thought best. Of course, the only thing we really needed was him wearing a kerchief around his neck, which we thankfully got in the last half of the movie. Ok, so he really didn't do that much in the movie, but he was around for moral support at least.
You may be asking yourself, giant killer bunnies? Come on, that ain't the least bit scary. But what happens when a police officer announces to you "Attention please! A herd of giant killer rabbits is headed this way!", yeah, you better take heed and find a nice safe place to hide... preferably not under a giant carrot. Well, the makers of the film did stick to their guns and gave us the very real, very scary prospect of giant wabbits.

One thing that stands out to me is the single eye underneath Janet Leigh's name. Where did its matching other half go? Did it get poked out by that shovel?
One last thing about rabbits is that
their eyes are on opposite sides of their head, they don't both suddenly face forward when it gets dark.
I'll try to make a comment on the other classic later. Could it be better than this?