When I was a teenager, I owned the ultimate piece of late ’90s technological wizardry: a Furby. Yes, THE Furby: that weird, wide-eyed, gibberish-spouting robot that somehow became the crown jewel of every social circle. While my friends were stuck… Continue Reading →
Scream 7 Spills the Gore with Cutting Commentary
By the time I graduated high school in May of 1996, the slasher genre felt like it was limping toward retirement. Freddy had cracked too many jokes. Jason had been to Manhattan. Michael Myers had already blurred the line between… Continue Reading →