Yeah, I’m doing a second opinion article. For the record, SciFridays is a great column, and this is the first time, I think, that I have ever strongly disagreed with anything Sarah has ever said in the last three years of writing it. But gee whiz do I ever disagree this time. Crimson Peak (2015)…
Because I am not made of stone. I am a man, and all men have their weaknesses. Mine is Vincent Price. Apparently. Anyway, this week’s climactic Octoberween extravaganza brings you not just a triple-feature, but one of tripled excellence. It’s not just an Edgar Allan Poe triple-feature, not just a Roger Corman triple-feature, not just…
This has never happened before. It may never happen again. This could shock you. I don’t know. Do you have a high shock tolerance? You have my apologies if this shocks you. Ladies and gentlemen (I know I have some readers in both categories, although ladies do, predominantly, love Second Breakfast), I have an announcement…
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…
Thank the Lord… or, I guess whatever pagan deity is in charge of Halloween. Regardless, the month-long celebration of all things gruesome, horrific, and ghoulish, colloquially known as Octoberween and more commonly known as not a real thing, is finally upon us. Last year, as I’m sure at least one of you will recall, I…
I know that it’s named after a dude (Sir George Everest), but have you ever actually looked at that word? Ever-est. The most ever. What a perfectly fitting name for the highest mountain on Earth. Over five thousand people have attempted to reach the summit, the top of the world. Why? The most interesting answer…
Well, folks, it would seem, and should come as a surprise to no one, that I, like the rest of the world, have become completely and irreparably enamored with Tom Hardy. Obviously, I loved him in the first movie I saw him in… Inception? Bronson, maybe? Whichever. And since then, my appreciation for his skill…
