I’ve been watching a lot more Troma lately than ever before and, in the midst of the schlocky, absurdist humor I’ve found in titles like Slimed and Dolphinman Battles the Sex Lobsters, I’ve forgotten that sometimes they get behind an… Continue Reading →
True terror doesn’t always come in the form of a big-budget CGI extravaganza. In fact, it feels more authentic when it’s seen through the eyes of a child and it’s directly impacting the character’s entire family. True terror happens when A Monster Calls.
It’s been a slow adoption for me. Part One of The Walking Dead: Michonne seemed a little slow and snoozy up until the conflict of Monroe. Part Two was more exciting, especially given the cliffhanger of the first installment. Part… Continue Reading →