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 →
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 →
By the time I graduated high school in May of 1996, the slasher genre felt like it was limping toward retirement. Freddy had cracked too many jokes. Jason had been to Manhattan. Michael Myers had already blurred the line between… Continue Reading →
I sometimes wonder if the universe is trying to humble me. Maybe I have gotten too comfortable sleeping through the night without worrying about animatronic animals attempting to rearrange my spinal column. Maybe life has gotten too peaceful, too quiet,… Continue Reading →
I have always believed the internet brings out the absolute worst in people. Not even in the dramatic “someone is yelling in all caps about politics again” way. I mean the subtle stuff. The exaggerated selfie angles. The curated vacations…. Continue Reading →
Cursed Films Season 2 returns with more bite, a broader scope and a darker kind of magic. Rather than staying chained to horror alone, it opens its crypt of cursed cinema to include classics like The Wizard of Oz, the… Continue Reading →
Imagine it’s a warm summer night in 1992. You’ve just picked up the latest R.L. Stine Fear Street book, and the anticipation is palpable as you settle in. A cozy canopy drapes over your bed, transforming your space into a… Continue Reading →
Each year, at the start of May, horror fans eagerly anticipate what we like to call “Halfway to Halloween.” This celebration has gained so much popularity that streaming services like Shudder and Screambox now curate extraordinary movie selections for this… Continue Reading →
Scream 7 Spills the Gore with Cutting Commentary
By the time I graduated high school in May of 1996, the slasher genre felt like it was limping toward retirement. Freddy had cracked too many jokes. Jason had been to Manhattan. Michael Myers had already blurred the line between… Continue Reading →