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 →
Queens of the Dead: Where the Undead Learn to Slay
“They’re coming to get you, Barbara.” That single line, whispered with mock menace in Night of the Living Dead, forever changed horror. It is amazing how a simple tease between siblings could ignite one of cinema’s most enduring legacies. For… Continue Reading →