There are times when I have a very clear idea in my head of what I want to say… and then the second I open my mouth it comes out completely wrong. Not just a little off, either. I mean… Continue Reading →
Years ago, after watching Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines (2003), I was pleasantly surprised by the overall outcome (it isn’t perfect by any means) as I departed the movie theater. The once-proud franchise that had remained dormant for 12… Continue Reading →
History books are generally written by the victors of war, so why should the stories of true-life legends be any different? Throughout the years, Hungarian noblewoman Elizabeth Bathory was known to be beautiful, smart and wealthy, but after her husband’s… Continue Reading →
There’s an old phrase people like to say when they walk through an aging home: “If these walls could speak…” Usually it comes with a smile, a nostalgic shrug, an acknowledgment that a house holds stories long after the people… Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
There’s a part of me that has always thought knowing the future would be the ultimate cheat code. No surprises. No wrong turns. No awkward moments where you realize too late that you absolutely should not have said that thing… 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 →
Sometimes I look in the mirror and think, “Man, if I could just make a few tweaks, I’d be unstoppable. Maybe drop a few pounds here, add a little muscle there…” You know, the classic mental makeover montage where I… Continue Reading →
