Back when I owned my comic book store, my buddy Ryan and I sometimes ran across the street to the convenience store for lunch. One day, I grabbed a turkey sub (complete with pickles, mustard, relish and bacon) and Ryan… Continue Reading →
I was in my teens when Barney & Friends began airing on PBS, so I was not exactly the show’s target audience. Barney was mostly the butt of jokes among my high school friends. I understood that the show was… Continue Reading →
WARNING: Spoilers for the first two episodes of Lanterns. I have owned or co-owned three comic book stores in my life. The first was Exodus Comics, which operated out of the rec room in my parents’ house. I later joined… Continue Reading →
When I saw Jurassic Park in the theater, I had very little idea about what it was about. I only knew that Steven Spielberg had made a movie about dinosaurs, and that was more than enough to get me through… Continue Reading →
I am a sucker for a good cult classic. Movies like The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Re-Animator and Sleepaway Camp helped shape not only my taste in film but also the kinds of movies I would seek out for the rest… Continue Reading →
Growing up, Christmas with my family followed a carefully rehearsed routine, even though none of us had actually rehearsed it. My sister and her family would come over for dinner. Since I was older than my niece and nephew, I… Continue Reading →
For as long as I can remember, I’ve found myself wondering about the stories of complete strangers: The man quietly eating lunch by himself at a diner, the woman hurrying through the grocery store with a cart full of things… Continue Reading →
Cold Open: After a long-and-intentional panning of scenery slowly bleeds into partially spoken sentences as the audience deciphers a boat has mysteriously returned after 30 long years of being declared lost at sea, the story of Rose of Nevada (which… Continue Reading →
When I first heard about Pitfall, my mind immediately went to the old Atari 2600 game. For a brief moment, I wondered if someone had finally decided that a guy swinging across vines, dodging crocodiles and jumping over pits deserved… Continue Reading →
One of the things I love most about the horror genre is discovering how different countries approach it. Japan has given us vengeful ghost stories. Italy helped define the giallo movement with stylish murder mysteries drenched in blood. France pushed… Continue Reading →
