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: …
Zombie lovers were welcomed with open arms (covered with open, rotting sores) at Comic-Con, where TV’s undeadliest shows pulled out all the stops for their fans with elaborate, interactive, in-your-face experiences. Here are the coolest zombie installations we sat at Comic-Con.
Scream Queens’ Jamie Lee Curtis is perfection. On the gory new campus comedy from Glee’s Ryan Murphy, the horror legend plays a deliciously arch, newly-promoted Dean of Students who haaates sororities. We saw the first episode, and wondered: can the rest of the show keep up with Curtis?
The internet is a vast, unknowable place. The parts you and I interact with on a daily basis are a very small sliver of what’s actually floating around out there. The web can go deep, and it can get dark.
A wise tagline once said “In Space, no one can hear you scream”. And it’s no surprise that space horror is a popular genre, since space is already kind of terrifying by itself. Space madness! But you know what’s really scary? Encountering a supernatural force in space, where there’s no place to run.
Mark Duplass and first-time director Patrick Brice co-wrote and co-star in Creep, a psychological thriller about a videographer who’s hired to document a dying man’s life for his yet-to-be-born child. Or so he thinks, until the man’s behavior starts to get ever-more erratic and terrifying.
A game like this booted up on a dark night when you’re completely alone seems like a sure-fire way to shit your pants.
Danish director Lars von Trier is often referred to as “polarizing,” but if there’s one thing the man behind works like The Kingdom, Dogville, Antichrist (pictured), and Nymphomanic knows, it’s how to freak the hell out of an audience. So why not focus on a serial killer next?