Look, the world is horrific enough without me trying to ratchet this intro up a notch in an effort to psych you up for what is blood soaked return of the seventh – that’s right: SEVENTH – round of horror saturation that is Blood Red, back again and under the gun to review as many horror films as possible for you the discerning and macabre audience… Continue reading
And we have come to the end, an end so momentous they let me post it during the week and not on a Sunday…nothing to do with the fact I was late, I assure you. Anyway, the end brought a lot of great stuff…really the perfect way to end this kind of thing. Things like the surprisingly great latest from Rob Zombie, 3 From Hell. And one of the best films I should have seen when it was released, the rape/revenge male skewering thriller Revenge. And the bizarre and gorgeous and slightly bonkers The Wailing. Not to mention the solid Argento giallo Four Flies on Grey Velvet and the ultimate Karloff redemption after the dismal The Invisible Ray with the Val Lewton-produced Bedlam.
Oh, there was also the requisite Hooper film, but I got to cheat a bit so behold the Hooper/Carpenter collaboration Body Bags!
All that and I still have, in the next few days, films like Midsommar, Brightburn, and the newest iteration of Creepshow ready to go. Enough talk – this year was a blast but it’s time to dive in! Continue reading
Only a few more to go until we reach our final victim. Films 21-25 had a lot to offer, from the technicolor soaked Blood and Black Lace from the grandfather of giallo Mario Bava to creepy and visually striking King/Hill adaptation of In the Tall Grass from the “we need to see much more from” Vincenzo Natali. Godzilla makes an appearance checking off the “giant lizard” requirement in Ebirah, Horror of the Deep and If you thought Mr. Potter was mean in It’s a Wonderful Life wait until you see him mentally command miniature assassins in The Devil-Doll. Of course, the week wouldn’t be complete without a clunker, so thank you The Invisible Ray for keeping that particular record alive and well.
Enough chit-chat. Steer clear of the radiation and let’s jump in. Continue reading
It maybe nothing more than a glint in the distance, but the end of Hooptober 6(66) is in site. And maybe it’s the chill in the air, but I’m starting to find more and more to like, whether it’s the art-heavy exploration of black identity and horror in Ganja & Hess, the finger pointing at capitalism and consumer culture in The Stuff, and even in the vampirism = art of Bliss. Those films coupled with some of the most terrifying moments I’ve witnessed in a horror film and Cujo and what so far is my film of the year for 2019, One Cut of the Dead make for some fun watching this killer season.
So enough talk. Check your pup for foamy lips and let’s get into this week’s films. Continue reading
We’ve hit the halfway point in films for Hooptober 2019, and the drive to see blood-drenched visceral horror has yet to abate. In fact, maybe it’s gotten a bit stronger, because this week’s outings were light on any actual terror. Between the jump to a more action oriented tone in It: Chapter Two and the tongue-in-cheek humor embedded in the core of both Bride of Re-Animator and the first two Slumber Party Massacre films horror didn’t feel like the first priority. As for the abominable Miner’s Massacre, well…the less said the better.
So grab your glowing hypodermic and let’s jump in. Continue reading