Tag: Paul Farrell

You Shamed Me It was early summer in 2009. Friday night. I was sitting in a movie theater, as I was prone to do and...

I placed the DVD down on the table excitedly, bright yellow and featuring the jutting out visage of a forlorn looking zombie. I had...

One fateful sleepover in the summer of 1998, my friend Erich opened his father’s VHS cabinet and invited the group of us to peer...

Global Worming I arrived at the movie theater about 45 minutes early. I was energized. Excited. It was Friday night, opening night, and I was...

To Hell and Back Most of my days in college were a constant struggle between going to class and doing the work I knew I...

Freddy's Big Break Many years passed between my introduction to Freddy Krueger and my subsequent foray into the remainder of the franchise. I was a...

Like most kids born in the early to mid-80s, I grew up knowing the name Steven Spielberg. My cousins and I wore out my...

Lend me a hand? I came upon the first Evil Dead (1981) while researching influential horror movies online. I had heard the title before and...

As a kid, I was utterly petrified by the mere idea of watching a horror film. My friends would try to get me to...

OBEDIENCE TRAINING GONE WRONG It was the summer of 2004. As burgeoning horror fans, my brother and I used our freedom from school and responsibility...

A HOWLING GOOD TIME When I was in college, rather than saving my money for practical things like groceries or bills, what little I was...

ANALOG NIGHTMARES The first time I watched Wes Craven’s seminal masterpiece, I was huddled around a 22’’ tube TV sitting on the shaggy carpeted floor...