Tag: Written in Blood

For years I thought my earliest theatrical experience belonged to Duck Tales the Movie: Treasure of the Lost Lamp (1990). Even in my hazy,...

As were most teenagers in the late 90s, I was a Tim Burton fan. It was hard not to be given his striking aesthetic...

When it comes to the movies, comedy was my first love. Sure, horror has my heart these days, but I can’t deny that for a...

In the summer of 2004, I spent my Friday nights shilling concessions to people trying to catch the latest blockbuster releases. As they are...

The soft glow of multi-colored florescent lights was the only thing polluting the darkness. The shadows from the limbs of the faux-evergreen which they...

Long before I had ever seen a horror movie in full, I was well aware that a man wearing a hockey mask and brandishing...

As a burgeoning horror fan in the mid-2000s, it became rather apparent fairly quickly that not everyone in the world was as into the...

My imagination was running wild. The menacing heads of encroaching zombies stretched as far as the yellow and black horizon, under the shadow of a...

In my fledgling days of horror fandom, browsing the new release aisle at the local retailers was a weekly tradition. Every Tuesday, I would...

The TV glowed in the center of the room, reflecting the visage of a stern looking news anchor going on about something I had...

After the cereal had grown soggy and the orange juice was long gone, the final credits rolled on the morning’s last cartoon. Still, the...

At first glance, I thought I was staring at a copy of Twilight (2008). The pale, brooding face staring down from the top right corner...

Even as a child, with no knowledge or interest in the more horrific stories that the world had to offer me, I was aware...

The bulk of my experience with horror as a kid can be summed up by all of the unreasonably disconcerting VHS covers I nervously...

Horror movie tropes are a funny thing. On the one hand, they’re sort of comforting. Like an old friend, showing up to chat and have...

I have a confession: I didn’t always get horror. You see, the horror genre and I have a long, sordid relationship. Sure, everything is all...

I’m not ashamed to admit that as a budding horror fan, my first obsession— my first love— was zombie flicks. George A. Romero’s Night of...

Fandom, that is, one’s dedication to a particular topic, study or artistic exploit, is driven and often defined by discovery. Exploration. Finding something new…...

The day the Hollywood Video finally opened its doors was a notable one in the small town where I grew up. Over the months leading...

It was late and it was snowing. I was wrapped in a blanket that smelled sort of funny, you know, a musty sort of...

“He left me, as a reminder of what happens when hope is lost, when belief is forgotten, and the Christmas spirit dies.” Now, I know...

I had been hearing about Tucker and Dale vs. Evil (2010) for over a year when it finally hit Netflix in late 2011....

Creating something, regardless of your canvas of choice, is a frustrating, tumultuous process. The act requires sacrifice, both of self and ideology, resulting in...

Reality is a funny thing It all boils down to perspective, doesn’t it? Each person builds their world-view based on what surrounds them, which in...

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