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Plus, with Jeffrey Combs in the cast and a young Don “ Child’s Play” Mancini responsible for the script Cellar Dweller seemed like a slamdunk. It ticked all the boxes: a John Carl Buechler film from his Empire Pictures days that I haven’t already seen and is available to stream. Or, to put it another way, a guy in the past caused a giant, killer bigfoot to leap out of the pages of a comic book and into the real world where it took extreme joy in causing mayhem. Today, I look back on his career by watching one of his lesser-known films: 1988’s Cellar Dweller.įrankly, I think she really captured my “essence” Almost exactly one month later, that campaign turned into a memorial fund – Buechler had died at the age of 66. The family quick set up a GoFundMe campaign to help pay the mounting medical bills as the noted director/writer/SFX artist fought for his life. It was thus a surprise to many when a tweet from Kane Hodder in mid-February of this year contained the sad news that Buechler had been diagnosed with stage 4 prostate cancer. He worked his way up from memorable creature effects on countless horror movies, stepped behind the camera for Charles Band’s Empire Pictures, and continued to work for decades, earning a reputation as the type of figure who would bend over backward to give young artists a chance to learn on the job. We usually tip the waiters 20% but this time it was too much to close our eyes on, she stole us more than her tip fivefold anyway, so I’m not worried about her pay that she probably takes from the customers whether they want it or not.If you were a horror fan in the 80s, you might not have known John Carl Buechler’s name, but his films – Troll, Ghoulies, and Friday the 13th Part VII, to name a few – likely found their way into your VCR. We weren’t even feeling good enough to finish our overly priced drinks and left a few minutes later, leaving the waitress a round zero dollar tip as warm as her welcome towards us. We ordered a long island iced tea and when asking her if she had other cocktails, she replied «I wouldn’t call the long island a cocktail :)» since when the long island is not a cocktail and since when you reply this way to your customers on this teenage crisis tone? But that clown kept the joke going by scamming us with a ridiculous $ 27 for the long island and a whiskey that she carefully watered down, little did she know I saw her doing it when I was on my way back from the bathroom. My girlfriend and I got there yesterday (Saturday night) at 1am and the bartender was like «You guys have time for 1 drink then I’m gonna need to kick you guys out», well that’s a way to greet people and make them feel welcome! There were 3 single guys at the bar and that b*tch was litterally kissing their arse.

It’s perfect for a first date or nice drink before or after show. The bartenders are unique and have the exact about of sass and humor that you could only assume would come with such a bar. It’s small, it’s simple but you feel like this is where Frank Sinatra or Al Capone would hang out if they were in Tulsa. You’re in Tulsa’s version of the Chicago’s own Green Mill.

The backwall is covered in mirror tiles and above the fireplace mantle hangs a kitchy but amazing, felt painting of a topless woman. You can sit up at the bar and mingle with the regulars or hide out in a dark corner. The bar is simple, cocktails, bottled and canned beer, but no draft. This bar is by no means fancy but it’s got character which is even better. Finally, you start to see the red glare come out of two glass doors and you are now at Cellar Dweller. As you take each step, slowly, you start to hear bustle coming from below. You walk to an apartment complex with a red awning and a door open to winding set of stairs. When you arrive, you see a simple, understated sign outside that says Cellar Dweller which is easily missed. I have been a patron of this bar for many years, it’s definitely a hidden gem in the downtown Tulsa scene.