Recently we were nominated by Total Film for best horror blog. While we appreciate the sentiment behind the nomination more than words, and are grateful for every single fan who voted for us, the fact is we are not a horror blog, and to call us such is nearly disrespectful to all of the real horror bloggers out there who bust their asses to get their work and their voices heard.
I’m sorry to have gone delinquent on my posts here, because this has been a crazy year for me and horror. My Solomon Kane series "The Castle of the Devil" was well received, and I pushed that adventure story about as far as I could, with the help of Mario Guevara’s macabre visuals.
The first that I heard of Frank Henenlotter was on a perfectly awful cable tv show that aired on Manhattan's Public Access channel in the 1970s.
Michael Weldon of "Psychotronic Magazine" praised this movie's awfulness to me almost 30 years ago, and I only caught up with it this week.
Finally, we take a breath, clear the cobwebs of mourning and peek out from beneath the shadows to find out how the late Forrest J Ackerman continues to do us good. At genre conventions from coast to coast, fans and friends pay tribute to the grand old man who made us monsters!
Throughout history there have been tales, legends, what-have-you about beautiful women and their effect on creatures considered unworthy or dangerous or abominations. The “love of a good woman” scenario carried to an extreme as these women do indeed usually fall in love with their hideous “captors”.
Lest I be taken for a pretentious twit with no place on this site after my last blog, I want to start this one with a quick review of Drag Me to Hell. I loved it.
The horror landscape can appear a bit crowded at times, but we always find the room to welcome one more of our own. And today we're doing just that for HorrorSquad.com, which has one mission and one mission only: The celebration of the horror genre we all love.
Wall Street, they tell me, is on an upturn, and the economy is well on its way to recovery. Hooray and Huzzah!
I’m writing this from Wheatfield, Wyoming, in the middle of nowhere, a very small, cool town, on a road trip to celebrate the constantly changing state of being alive. This weekend I’ll be celebrating other things, as I wend my way to Seattle for Crypticon. I’ve never done this show before, but my experience of horror cons is that they’re even wilder than comic cons.
Driving past the recently “EX” Ackerminimansion onto the ever-congested Hollywood freeway, I had the feeling you get at the beginning of a nasty flu or on the morning of a newly minted depression. I felt like I was standing over my own shoulder, shaking my head at myself. No matter the spin I put on it, I was motoring toward the final nail in the coffin of an era. A nail called: the Forrest J Ackerman Estate Auction. The era that was ending had practically built me. Maybe you too?
"Before we go any further, let's acknowledge that the question of whether and how different kinds of animals feel pain, and of whether and why it might be justifiable to inflict pain on them in order to eat them, turn out to be extremely complex and difficult. And comparative neuroanatomy is only part of the problem.
For the first time in over half a century there is no Ackermuseum of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Forrest J Ackerman (1916-2008), genre-giant and the heart and soul of the largest collection of memorabilia ever assembled, has left the building. Now the building is leaving us. Without question, the end of an era. But not necessarily the end of Forry’s dream. Even as we face the depressing barren walls left by Uncle Forry’s absence, we’ll also consider how the recent auction of his memorabilia may offer a glimmer of hope for classic genre fandom and a new generation of Monster Kids.
In the social networking arena, MySpace continues to grow and change to fit the times. Unlike the more traditional outlets, they've always made a point of welcoming and embracing the genre crowd. And that trend continues with their launch of a new platform for all of us like-minded freaks to congregate on: MySpace Horror Movies.
Here on Dread Central we strive to always find new ways to keep you guys informed and entertained. Sometimes that involves reaching back a bit into horror history, which is exactly what we've done. It is with great pleasure and honor that we announce former Fangoria editor from the Eighties, Uncle Bob Martin, has joined our staff and will be writing regular blogs pertaining to all things horror here for you all to dig on!