A little over a year ago, Blumhouse introduced us to Happy Death Day and its atypical heroine, Tree (Jessica Rothe), a character who surprised us all by essentially rewriting our views on the genres “survivor girl” trope. A whacky, unconventional film, Happy Death Day has grown a huge fan base since its release, so it was inevitable that we’d get a sequel. Turns out, Happy Death Day 2U is even crazier…

The itsy-bitsy spider crawled up the water spout, only in this case, the spider isn’t so itsy, and instead of a spout, the large, hairy bastard just crawled up my spine and bit into my brain. I’m woozy. Could be from the bite. Or maybe it’s because Possum, which just dropped on DVD today from Dark Sky Films, is such an unbelievably chilling descent into madness, its left me disoriented and calling for my momma…

Raise your hand if little kids creep you out. Okay, about eighty percent of you. Don’t ask how I know that, I just do. But why is it that kids make us uncomfortable? Is it the fact that they have no filter and say the darndest things? Is it because they’re morally hollow thanks to their undeveloped brains? Or is it because they do weird shit like talk gibberish and play with imaginary friends? Whatever it is, if it’s strange and kids do it, The Prodigy packs all of it into one tight, disturbing film…

I’m a film lover. Since I was three and wore out a VHS copy of John Carpenter’s Christine, I’ve been fascinated with the art of moving pictures. I’m also a white male, which means that no matter how much I’ve studied and appreciated film in all my years, there are certain aspects of the art form which I may have realized but not fully understood. One of those is the inaccurate portrayal of blacks in cinema, particularly, horror. Thanks to Horror Noire, that mischaracterization will finally be shown to the world…

Into the Dark just keeps putting out one great entry after another. So far, the partnership between Blumhouse and Hulu has wowed horror fans one month after the other, despite starting a little slow with its premiere episodes. Now, they’ve found a perfect way to ruin Valentine’s Day and that first date you had planned with Into the Dark: Down…

With Valentine’s Day just around the corner, it’s that time when we’re going to begin seeing Christmas decorations come down, replaced by even more obnoxious candy hearts and half-naked baby cupids. Love will pollute the air and make anyone who doesn’t have a partner sick with nausea. And romantic movies will flood the big-screen. As always though, the horror genre has us covered, this time with a love story in Piercing that is so sick and depraved that it might be brilliant…

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Art lives and dies off of that fact. Some will see a wall painted half white, half black, and see a plain, boring wall. Others will see a statement on the wedge between race. Still others wouldn’t be caught dead in an art museum. The point is, we all see things differently, and because of that, art effects each of us differently. And in the case of Velvet Buzzsaw, I can appreciate the artist, but I’m not seeing the beauty…

It astounds me how much untapped potential there is in the horror genre. A genre which often digs into folklore and mythology, horror has, not all that surprisingly, focused on the various myths and evils revolving around Christianity and mostly white interpretations of society. In the last few years though, we have seen an uptick in horror films exploring other religions and cultures. Focused heavily on Jewish mythology, The Golem from Dread is the latest to join the pack, and it’s a doozy…

I want to believe. Mulder had it right. There must be life out in the universe somewhere, right? Are we as humans really such egomaniacs, that we think we’re the only intelligent species in the whole damn galaxy? Now, that doesn’t mean we’ll ever see a bunch of lanky, gray, bobble-headed aliens land on earth, or that we’ll ever fight a colony of space seeds taking over our bodies, but if there’s ever an impending invasion as seen in Fighting the Sky, I’ll be sleeping through it…

I’m not a believer in the whole “horror has suddenly become elevated” thing. The genre has always had deeply personal, intelligent films. But I won’t argue that there has been a bit of a shift away from the cheesy, entertaining for entertainment’s sake, dumb B-horror films that were at their best during the 80s. We see so much less of this type of film these days, but Dead Ant is here to change that in 2019…