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Making marriage even scarier at the Goretorium

Star-crossed lovers who also happen to be fans of horror films now have the ideal venue for their vows: Eli Roth’s Goretorium.
Photo: Steve Marcus

Anthony and Rosemarie Gallegos love each other to death. Even before the Goretorium opened, the couple had been planning a “zombie wedding.” But when Eli Roth’s year-round haunt opened its chapel to actual marriages, the couple hit the perfect-venue jackpot.

If you’re less limo and more hearse, less chapel and more “Chap-Hell,” a Goretorium wedding might be right for you, too. You can pick between a Vampire Minister, a Zombie Minister and a God of Gore Minister. A Goretorium spokeswoman says, “We’ve had some couples in beautiful red and black ‘normal’ attire, and some couples with full makeup and gore-appropriate attire.”

Anthony and Rosie fall into that latter group; I point at the bite marks on Anthony’s neck and the scars on his cheek.

“She did this to me,” he says.

Rosie shrugs. “I’ve never been a girly girl. I grew up on horror movies—Child’s Play, any Living Dead movie, Japanese horror.”

Rosie’s friends and family weren’t surprised when they learned she was getting married at a haunted house. After Rosie booked the chapel, she went on Craigslist and bought a used wedding gown for $50. Then she butchered it—splattered it in red paint. Her white Mary Janes, too.

The guests arrive dressed in pink wigs, military garb and evil clown getups. Once assembled, the minister—a little guy in a long black robe—leads the group of 30 through the Baby Doll Lounge, around the hanging headless bodies and into the Chap-Hell pews.

“We are gathered here today, in this lovely haunted house, to celebrate the bloody love of Anthony and Rosemarie,” he begins. Then Rosie removes the rings from her cleavage and the couple vows to love one another until death do them part. Which, at the Goretorium, could happen at any minute.


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