Tennessee probably makes most people think of country music before horror movies, but our state has provided some memorable places for things to go horribly wrong. Sam Raimi filmed the original The Evil Dead at a cabin in Morristown, while… Continue Reading →
There’s a certain kind of commitment that comes with watching a foreign horror film. It’s not just pressing play and zoning out while scrolling your phone during the slower moments. You’re locked in. You’re reading every line of dialogue. You’re… Continue Reading →
Every horror fan has one of those nights where you scroll endlessly through streaming services looking for something you’ve never seen before. You know the drill: The title catches your eye, the poster looks creepy cool enough and you think… Continue Reading →
Folk tales of vampires were whispered throughout Central Europe for hundreds of years before Bram Stoker put pen to paper for his ground-breaking horror novel, Dracula. With all of those stories come different versions of the blood-sucking monsters that audiences… Continue Reading →
I grew up around faith the way some people grow up around fire. It was always present, always framed as protective and always capable of doing real damage, depending on who was holding the match. I watched ordinary people gain… Continue Reading →
As defined early within Gus Van Sant’s new film, a “dead man’s wire” — the modern term originally derived from “dead man’s line” — is a simple device, much like a harness, that’s wrapped around a loaded gun and its… Continue Reading →
If you thought Napolean Dynamite was outrageous back in the day, but you were wondering what those types of characters were up to after high school, it’s time to take a trip to Tapawingo, where the small-town charm of a… Continue Reading →
You know, you can’t have a rainbow without a little rain. It’s inevitable. And a young boy learns that lesson the hard way in Arco, the newly released animated tale that’s winning hearts and recognition during the awards season.
Growing up, I didn’t just stumble into murder mysteries — I was practically raised on them. My mom always had the TV tuned to Murder, She Wrote, Matlock or Jake and the Fatman (a title that confused me for years as… Continue Reading →