Abigail reminds me of when my horror obsession began. It’s the kind of movie I might have seen at a sleepover that would have stuck with me forever, always remembering where I was the first time I saw it. It harkens back to a different era of horror where people set out to make cool... Continue Reading →
Falling ash? It's falling all over the place, so that's a big check!
(6/13/23: Edited to add a new section at the end, because I can't leave well enough alone) If you’re like me, you’re a horror fan and you’ve dabbled in the realm of Dead By Daylight. If you’re not like me and you have no idea what I’m talking about, Dead By Daylight is an online... Continue Reading →
If you don’t know me and have somehow just stumbled onto my writing thanks to an incredibly forgiving algorithm, the one thing you need to know about me is that I adore the Scream franchise and every film in it. I remember getting the first movie on VHS because one day my dad said I... Continue Reading →
The sky above the cabin on Friday the 13th Before we went out to the desert, I charged up my phone. Seems like a no-brainer, right? Andrew, you’re going out to the middle of nowhere to stay in a remote cabin that’s about an hour and a half away from any form of civilization, and... Continue Reading →
My mother used to chase sunsets. As night drew near, and the edges of the sky began to adopt the hues of fire, she’d look out the window, say something along the lines of, “This is going to be a good one”, and then ask my brother and I if we wanted to chase it... Continue Reading →
Candyman… Candyman… Candyman… Candyman… Candyman… That’s right, everyone. I just said the name… And as we all know, if you say the name Candyman five times in a mirror, then the new film will be delayed two months for each time you say it. OOOoooOOOOOooOOOO! It might mean something else as well, but I wouldn’t... Continue Reading →
I remember being 12 or 13 and going with my father and brother to Lang’s Barbershop in town to get our hair cut. Up until a certain point, we had gone with our mom to her hairdresser to get trimmed up, but over time it had become abundantly clear that we were, in fact, mixed... Continue Reading →
I live and breathe horror. If you’ve met me for the shortest amount of time, you know this about me. Horror is woven into my being as if I were created on a loom of human viscera operated by Jason Voorhees himself. From that first magical moment when my father took me to Blockbuster Video... Continue Reading →
One overlooked quality of the horror genre is how it’s able to adapt. Horror has a way of taking our fears and anxieties and laying them bare before us. The best of it is relatable; it draws you in with things you know and things that make you feel safe, and then it takes that... Continue Reading →
Au Revoir, Fingernails 