from Showtime’s “Masters of Horror” series Directed by: Stuart Gordon Starring: Ezra Godden, Campbell Lane, Jay Brazeau, Chelah Horsdal PLOT Walter Gilman, a college student, rents a loft in a building in the New England town of Arkham. While studying… Continue Reading →
Showtime’s Master of Horrors series was one of my favorite quick horror fixes when I didn’t have time to watch a whole movie. It ran for two seasons before the plug was pulled on it for a variety of reasons… Continue Reading →
“The Crazies” is a nice suspenseful ride through the American psyche starting in our collective hopes and leading down to our little-spoken-of fears.
“Memories and possibilities are even more hideous than realities.” – H. P. Lovecraft
Reality.
Identity.
These are just a few of the things that philosophers, bards and other shiftless layabouts will drop gloves over for as long as there are philosophers, bards and shiftless layabouts.
Lycanthropy.
It is monsterdom’s Jan Brady to vampirism’s Marsha.
High school and horror movies go together like… well, they just go together. The horrors of adolescence and its accompanying trauma has always been the perfect backdrop for any number of murderous monsters and maniacs.
Growing up, I can remember many a Saturday afternoon I spent plopped down in front of the TV waiting for one of my favorite shows to come on: “In Search of…” I was my little nugget of the weird and… Continue Reading →
There are any number of clichés I could start this review with…
It’s Halloween, it must be Saw.
I would like to play a game.
But the one that would be most appropriate with this foundational Lionsgate franchise would be this: The old gray mare, she ain’t what she used to be. When we last left our intrepid killer (Costas Mandylor) had just squished his FBI counterpart at the end of what was likely the weakest movie of the series.
Years ago, I remember going to my friend’s apartment. He’d just rented this really cool game and I just had to come over and play. It was the first Resident Evil game. We played for hours before the need for sleeps started to creep in around the edges of our eyes. I left his apartment and walked out onto the breezeway. It was eerily still.
Zombies, for whatever reason, are a Western Phenomenon. In this writer’s humble opinion, they represent a fear set unique to our Judeo-Christian based culture: they represent the loss of the Ultimate Certainty. In death, we are assured either reward, punishment, or rest. The concept of the zombie robs us of that, instead replacing it with the fear of continuing on as a mindless automaton, existing only to serve the basest needs of survival – all in all, not entirely unlike spending eternity in a corporate cubicle farm.
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