Yeah, I know it’s the middle of May, but guess what. Peter Cushing is always seasonally appropriate. Anyway, it’s been kind of gloomy here lately. More than that, and more importantly, how is a person expected to go a year between Halloweens? I mean, just what the hell do you expect me to do with…
I’ve decided, for whatever reason, to devote the entirety of April to reviewing terrible ‘80s fantasy films. Having now commenced this process, I can honestly say that it doesn’t stand as one of the absolute best decisions I’ve ever made, because, I mean, well, let’s just let the movies speak for themselves, shall we? Sword…
And the Octoberween celebration continues. I’ve been pretty busy lately, juggling school and work like so many juggling balls… two, I suppose. Day in and day out it’s just one thing after another and seldom, so seldom, do those things have anything at all to do with Halloween. Every now and then, perhaps, I can…
In the past few years I have made no secret of the fact that I harbor a deep, undying, unabashed love and reverence for old monster movies, particularly those produced by Universal Studios in the 30s, 40s, and 50s, and anything starring Vincent Price, Christopher Lee, and/or Peter Cushing. As such, I shan’t repeat myself…
The heart wants what the heart wants, and in the never-ending quest for spiritual solace and a mental state of calm, none of us should hesitate to accept whatever presents itself as the truest remedy. What do I mean? Comfort food, dear reader. Comfort food. I have had a stressful few months, and while the…
Octoberween continues! And with it, so does my undying love of Vincent Price. I cannot think of a single more spooktacular way to spend this month, than by marathon-ing the films of this master of the macabre, highness of the horrific, sultan of the scary, Kaiser of the creepy, tycoon of the terrible, rajah of…
