From Sixteen Candles to Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, John Hughes’s first four films as a director defined a generation. These films gave our parents a hollow...
As The Strangers: Chapter 3 reached its midpoint, tears pricked at my cheeks in that dimly lit theatre. Not from any considerable stir of emotion for...
It’s still too cold to seriously consider going outside, so I am still in my couch potato era. Cozy, comfort, and Netflix are the three words...
It’s “cult” month here at Horror Press. I don’t know what this says about me, but my thoughts instantly turned to the Children of the Corn...
Tim Burton was not always my nemesis. In the not-too-distant past, I was a child who just wanted to watch creepy things. I rewatched Beetlejuice countless...
When Creature from the Black Lagoon splashed onto screens in 1954, it gave birth to a very specific kind of...
David Cronenberg’s films do not delve too deeply into organized religion, but they provide an interesting lens into how a...
I learned early on that I was not supposed to make it to the end of a horror movie. As...
There is a huge difference between a movie being remembered for being good and a movie being remembered because it’s...
Tim Burton was not always my nemesis. In the not-too-distant past, I was a child who just wanted to watch...
My first feature film, Death Drop Gorgeous, was often described as its own disturbed piece of queer cult cinema due...
Most of my early happy memories are of being released by my mother, free to wander the video store. I...
Horror Press’ exploration of catharsis this month lends itself naturally to the topic of satisfying horror movie deaths. While murdering...
I was late to the Radio Silence party. However, I do not let that stop me from being one of...
I’ve come to the kind of grim conclusion that sooner or later we’re all going to succumb to horror franchise...
