I see a bad moon rising.
Celebrating cinema from the grindhouse to the arthouse…and all that lies between!
I see a bad moon rising.
When hands that heal now begin to kill.
“Well it ain’t f##kin’ Frosty!”
The Exorcist saga continues in a side story that houses no exorcisms or demons.
Enter The Lone Gunmen.
A sinister salamander hand and a truckload o’ ham.
This week on Miami Vice…
Modern hook-ups are already a scary prospect without adding inhuman creatures into the mix.
What waits for you beyond the seas of this life?
He’s your Firestarter, ta-wisted Firestarter!
If liking Exorcist II makes me a heretic, then so be it!
Terror twins are always a viable trope.
That’s much too vulgar a display of empathy, Karras.
A budget Predator, a crazed colonel, and an abductee arrive in Wisconsin. What could go wrong?
Houston, we have a space ghost problem.
SomeThing is wrong in Alaska.