Since 2006, we’ve had enough horror remakes and sequels to last a century. But we’ve actually had some terrifying new entries into the genre, too. As we await the likes of Lights Out and The Woods—both rumored to be nightmare-inducing—later this year, there’s no better time than to look back at what’s scared us the…
While on a road trip recently, I picked up Paul Tremblay’s latest novel, A Head Full of Ghosts, and proceeded to spend the next ten hours completely creeped out by it. We chatted with Paul Tremblay to find out just why he thinks this book is his graduate thesis on horror fiction.
Forty years ago, an incredibly powerful collection of horror movies filled American theaters, including The Omen and Carrie. But 1976 was also a time of political turmoil and a great deal of cultural unease. These seemingly disparate facts are likely far more connected that you realize.
In 1994, John Carpenter was several years removed from his last bona fide triumph—1988's They Live—but he still hadn’t given up. (He’d sorta do that the next year, with Village of the Damned). His mindfuck extravaganza In the Mouth of Madness borrows heavily from H.P. Lovecraft and Stephen King, but it’s also its own…
AMC has greenlit Dan Simmons’ novel The Terror as a 10-episode anthology series, with plans to release the series in 2017.
Prince of Darkness is one of John Carpenter’s weirdest films. Released in 1987 (between two cult favorites: 1986's Big Trouble in Little China and 1988's They Live), it’s overly high-concept and riddled with gaping plot holes. But damn, if it doesn’t depict evil in one of the most repulsive and scary ways ever.
If you’ve heard anything about The Witch, it’s probably people saying that writer-director Robert Eggers’ feature debut is “the scariest movie of the year.” And The Witch is indeed full of horrors. But the scariest things in this movie don’t actually originate in the supernatural.
Stephen Sommers is best-known for directing the first two Mummy movies, but his breakout, Deep Rising, is well worthy of its own praise. Yes, it is a silly movie, and it bombed when it opened in 1998. But it’s a magical kind of silly that results when a killer B-movie premise meets an ensemble cast of random yet great…
A zombie virus may not be at the top of your list of likely apocalypses, but I think we can all agree that it would suck to get caught unprepared. Unfortunately, we are. As proven by countless movies, TV shows, and novels, society is woefully unready to deal with an infectious, flesh-eating horde.
So you’re casting about for something fun to watch on Thanksgiving. You’ve already seen the grande dame of B-movie turkeys about turkeys: Blood Freak. Your search turns up a 2009 ultra low-budget bit o’ giblet entitled ThanksKilling. Is it worth it? Well ...
This story is completely true. It happened right here on the internet, on a night just like this.
Remember that traumatizing scene in Final Destination 3 where hapless characters get fried to death in tanning beds? This story is like that, but reversed, and real, and fucking horrifying: A salon manager died inside a cryotherapy chamber last week.
Guillermo del Toro has an amazing gift for mixing the grotesque and the gorgeous. And his latest film Crimson Peak, out today, takes that visual panache to a brand new height. With every shot, del Toro overloads our senses more and more, until madness beckons.
Update: Picture removed at the request of its creator.
We get two semi-big revelations (and one admittedly funny Matthew McConaughey impression) on this week’s Scream Queens; the rest is a whole lotta filler studded with handy reminders that one could actually be watching a real campy horror flick (Leprechaun FTW!) instead.
Italian horror is, by its very nature, weird as hell. Even the genre’s most acclaimed standouts (Lucio Fulci’s The Beyond, for instance) are disgustingly freakish nightmares. But there are certain titles lurch into realms so intensely bizarre, we can’t quite believe our eyes ... or stop showing them to our friends,…
This week’s Scream Queens was titled “Chainsaw” as a nod to the killer’s (or killers’, ahem) new weapon of choice—and, just maybe, to acknowledge that this is perhaps the shrillest, most broadly-hewn TV show ever. Also, calling it “Red Herring” might’ve been too obvious.
Scream Queens made its debut last night, and between all of its Heathers worship and “tee-hee, I’m edgy!” deliberately offensive jokes, it introduced a serial-killer mystery ripped straight from the glory days of slasher movies. So, who’s that knife-wielding maniac hiding inside the devil costume?
Iconic horror director Wes Craven died today aged 76, of brain cancer. In addition to creating the character of Freddy Krueger in Nightmare on Elm Street and the most famous meta-horror franchise with Scream, he also directed People Under the Stairs, Swamp Thing, and The Hills Have Eyes.
H.P. Lovecraft was maybe not the most woman-friendly writer out there. His works teem oleaginously with many things, but not prominent female characters (although Shub-Niggurath, Black Goat and Mother of a Thousand Young, remains an inspiring role model for evil girls everywhere). But change is coming to the mythos: …