Written by Lovecraft disciple and Psycho-famed Robert Bloch, I hereby proclaim this the scariest of the Seven Amicus Portmanteau.

By which I mean to say—it is not scary at all. Even as a kid, none of these stories would scare me. Except the last one. Look:

There were only a few sacred monsters that Dodger and I recognized as being probably authentic. There are certain monsters that we took to be real. Sure, they appeared in a film, but this was due to their manipulating the weak wills of adults, who are dead, asleep, and oblivious to the true occult nature of things, especially monsters. That is, some monsters are real and are motivated (almost exclusively) by a desire to scare children, and they use the nervous systems of writers, directors, and producers to reveal themselves to children for that purpose.

Well, this episode has what would have been the scariest visual experience of my life if I had seen it during the magical Dodger years of real occult and monster fear, which lasted from age six to the day Dodger introduced me to the Sex Pistols, his LP of Sid Vicious’ “My Way,” and showed me Dippity-Do in his bathroom.

I think our love and fear interest of terror climaxed around age 12, when Halloween II came out and Halloween was still being digested by us. Why then? As a rule, it is true that “the earlier, the scarier” since fear is proportional to lack of understanding. But as you age, you also accumulate experience and therewith vocabulary, so that terror can become richer and also more acute.

Anyway, I speak of the last episode in this, the greatest of all Amicus’ great anthologies. The title is “Mannequins of Horror.” Here it is, in full, miniaturized into 37 figures:

Here is the climax, video style: