If you know Manos, The Hands of Fate, you know me. I was Debbie, the little girl who became a wife of The Master in the end. For any of you that I just gave the ending away to...Sorry, but really, it's not that great a film to begin with. As fans know, it's the total experience of sitting through it that counts. Certainly not the plot.
Manos was truly a family film. For me personally...not the poor hapless audience. My father Tom Neyman played the role of The Master (He still quite hale and hearty, by the way). The Master's demon dog was played by our family dog, Shanka. My mom made the costumes for the Master and the wives. She also made the dress I was wearing but that came from my own closet. My mom made all my clothes back then. The convertible car that carried the Micheal, Maggie, Debbie family was the Neyman family car. Torgo's coverall, jacket and hat all came from my father's closet. That's just a piece of our involvement. My dad, Tom is an amazingly talented artist and had been in his "hand" phase for several years when Hal Warren asked him to help make the film. Initially, the film was to be titled, "Finger's of Fate" but in a production meeting, my dad suggested the new title of "Manos, The Hands of Fate" He reasoned that since he had been asked to not only star in the film but to provided sets, costumes, and artwork (all on a promise of future payment), that he could better put his time to work if he could use some of the art he already had. Hands, lot's of them. I haven't actually counted the pieces in the film but all the art, the sculptures and the Master's painting were created by his hand. Sadly, some of those item's were never returned to my dad. But hey, I got paid something. I received a shiny red bicycle with training wheels and my dog, Shanka got a 50 lb. bag of dog food.
That's it for now. Thanks for reading and come back soon. I've got lots to say about Manos, The Hands of Fate