Welcome to the virtual tour of
Midnight Joker's
Linda Blair Museum
Here you'll find both photos and a little information about my Linda Blair collection Museum.
I know most of you just want to see the pictures, so all the commentary is at the end. You're welcome.
Enjoy your visit!
If you like what you see here, feel free to leave a comment.No, seriously. There's a form down below.
Living Room
Dining Room & Kitchen
Hallway
Bedrooms
About The Collection™
Background:
Linda Blair has been my favorite since I was 13 years old, the same age she was when filming for The Exorcist began in 1972. Seeing her in that film, however, isn't how it began, and that's a story I'll save for another time.In late 2017, just on a whim, I picked up a couple of pictures of her for the walls. I also had Summer of Fear on DVD and got the idea to collect all of her movies. From there, I just kind of went apeshit. That's how The Collection™ began. Anyone who knows me knows my views on moderation: it's for pussies.
Eventually, I decided to just let The Collection™ take over my whole apartment. There's no joy in looking at posters that are rolled up in cardboard tubes.
The Collection™ contains a lot more than what's shown here. Binders full of photos and 35mm slides, magazines, T-shirts, clippings, various items from all over the world... just all kinds of awesome shit. Hell, there are even a few things in The Collection™ that once belonged to Linda Blair Herself. I shit you not!
It's not a shrine!
Shrines are built and curated by serial killers and creepy stalker types, who also keep them hidden away. Believe me when I say that, even when it was confined mostly to my bedroom, no one could come over to visit without getting a tour of The Collection™. I'm always happy to show it off.I'm not saying that I'm not a creep. I'm just saying that this isn't a shrine.
Answering one of the most common questions I get when talking about Linda Blair and/or The Collection™:
No, I've never met her in person. Not yet.There's a somewhat coventional wisdom that asserts that one should never meet their heroes/idols. However, in this case I really want to go against the grain on that. It's not merely for the experience of meeting her and getting to chat for a few minutes, but because I have an item that I'm pretty sure she'd be interested in having returned to her, that is, if she knew that it still exists.
That, too, is a story for another time.
Bonus Section
Keep the change, Bobby James.