David J. Schow’s Monster Movies — a celebration of staying up past bedtime for Shock Theatre marathons, the gospel of horror hosts and the curriculum vitae of monster magazines, the sculpting of raw light through film stock, and the afterlife of Gothic shamblers, shrinking men, and Creatures from certain Lagoons. But what you find at the crossroads of reel and reality isn’t always rosy nostalgia . . . sometimes, it can eat you alive.