The Skull (1965)
When I first chose The Skull (1965) as my subject, I thought perhaps I could offer witty insight into the removal of flesh from bone. I was once tasked with creating entertainment for a Jurassic Park themed company picnic. One contest involved a confirmation of manly strength and agility by tossing a "dinosaur bone' the furthest. Not a simple plastic bone under my watch, I needed the closest to actual dinosaur I could muster in the modern era. The friendly neighborhood butcher procured a nice large cow femur. Before every bit of information was on the world wide web, I went about this by the seat of my pants. Already a little rank, I started with a heavy boil. Not a good smell. Left outside to the elements and flies, hung by a rope into the creek for the crawdads and finally bleached by the sun. But within the first few minutes of this Amicus Production, I realized how much simpler a bottle of skin reducing acid would have been. So much less fun, however, as the entire comp