Back in the mid-2010s, when I worked at Monster Mountain Haunted Attraction, I had what I still think is a genuinely solid horror-movie idea. Picture an outdoor haunted house tucked deep into the woods, fog machines humming, actors screaming on… 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 →
Dracula has never stayed dead for too long. Every few years, someone, or perhaps more accurately, some studio, resurrects him, reshapes him and sends him back into the world carrying old emotions and newly repackaged evil. Sometimes he is an… Continue Reading →
My love for campy horror runs deep. I mean, the kind of movies that know exactly what they are and never try to pretend otherwise. They are loud, messy, ridiculous and completely unconcerned with being taken seriously. These films are… Continue Reading →
Going into 2026, I’ve found myself genuinely optimistic about the state of horror in a way I haven’t felt in a while. Not the cautious “maybe this year won’t be a disaster” optimism, but the kind that comes from looking… Continue Reading →
I have reached the age where regret no longer arrives in loud, cinematic moments. It shows up quietly. In the pause before sending a text that never gets written. In the memory of a conversation I rushed through because I… Continue Reading →
I went into 28 Years Later expecting water. Clean, familiar, maybe a little stale from sitting out too long, but ultimately recognizable. I expected the cinematic equivalent of rehydration, something that would remind me why this series mattered, hit the… Continue Reading →
Remote wilderness: A place where you can unwind with nature, not seeing or hearing another soul. It’s a peaceful promise, one which I recently accepted in purchasing a house on the outskirts of a suburban neighborhood; where I can still… Continue Reading →
I have always believed the purest horror is the kind that strands you in the woods with bad choices, worse friends and a killer who solves problems like a MacBook powered by evil. For me, Friday the 13th is the… Continue Reading →
Dracula Through the Ages: From Lugosi to Caleb Landry Jones
Dracula has never stayed dead for too long. Every few years, someone, or perhaps more accurately, some studio, resurrects him, reshapes him and sends him back into the world carrying old emotions and newly repackaged evil. Sometimes he is an… Continue Reading →