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The Louisiana swampland holds a great deal of mystery. Magic and the supernatural seem to be everyday, or at least…
Misfortunately re-titled from the blunt moniker Bloody Pom Poms, John Quinn’s Cheerleader Camp, on name and marketing alone, baits those…
One can never escape the evil of one’s past — nor one’s family’s past — in this haunting Southern Gothic…
On paper the very idea of The Mangler is a colossal folly Among the other short stories of Stephen King’s…
Why, oh why wasn’t a horde of hungry pigs there to protect my ass through the four years of teenage…
Shock of all shocks, and without sounding like some tumor-inducing VH1 special, I had no idea the year 1987 churned…
Bill Moseley and . . . Uncle Creepy: Hi, Bill. First of all, thanks for taking the time to talk…
Back in 2007, I wrote a very angry review of Aliens vs Predator: Requiem, which ended with this depressing statement:…
Phil Claydon first came to my attention eight years ago when he burst onto the UK horror scene with a…