found these excellent little films all vintage
first off a strange pig type thing? made in france in 1907
ok france again 1908 and this time strange goings on with a frog
metamorphoses 1912- brilliant look for the candles/fire bit i loved it all quite surreal
this is a classic if you watched hugo a brilliant film in my book then some of this you may recognise this is original voage to the moon 1902 georges melies
the electric hotel 1908 segundo de chomon strange stuff in a hotel
now this is brilliant i love the work of this guy georges melies 1898 the astronmers dream
1896 the haunted castle georges melies
haunted house 1907 segundo de chomon brilliant stuff! love the house and the way it changes
sweet dreams intermingled with nightmares
1901 georges melies the man with the india rubber head
The Pacific Northwest is home to one of the weirdest unsolved enigmas is that of Seattle’s “haunted vending machine”. It’s a strange case that’s been mystifying curious locals for at least 15 years, and no one has even come close to cracking it.
The antiquated machine sits alone on a sidewalk, wrapped in dents and faded graffiti, and you wouldn’t be faulted for thinking it didn’t actually work. But upon closer inspection, it’s clear to see that the machine is plugged in, its yellowing backlights still flickering. What makes this machine so mysterious doesn’t lie in its appearance, but in its stock.
For seventy-five cents, the machine randomly conjures up a rainbow of bizarre flavors, many of which don’t even exist anymore, but even stranger than the mystery flavors is where they come from. In almost two decades, no one has ever seen someone stock the machine. In fact.. no one even knows who it belongs to, just that is never seems to run out.
VICE writer Hillary Pollack launched her own investigation into the mystery machine, starting at Broadway Locksmith, the closest building to the everlasting well of high fructose corn syrup.
“I’ve honestly never seen anyone open it,” offers Mickey, the locksmith business’s earnest-sounding general manager. “Do people get soda out of it frequently?” I ask him “Oh yeah, all the time. All day long,” he said. ” And yet in a decade-and-a-half, you’ve never seen anyone tampering with it or refilling it?” I asked. “Nope,” he shrugged, “He must come in the middle of the night on a weekend or something.”
Unconvinced that Mickey and his locksmith mignions had nothing to do with the machine, I pressed him for knowledge. “Are you sure that you’re not the one who collects money out of it?” “No, ma’am,” he insisted. “I think they run on the same power as our address, but that’s it.” Mickey also claims that people often gather around the machine to stare at it with frightened wonder, or put entire rolls of quarters into its bowels in hopes of decoding its mystery-button logic.
Much like Bigfoot, it appears that the secret of Seattle’s “haunted vending machine” isn’t going to be solved anytime soon, but for those of us with a few spare quarters and a thirst for mystery, that’s not exactly a bad thing.