
REVIEW — Primal Rage (1988)
Primal Rage, an Italian-American production, is part of the animals-gone-wrong branch of 80s sci-fi horror. But don’t let the premise fool you; Primal Rage is more than just schlock.
Primal Rage, an Italian-American production, is part of the animals-gone-wrong branch of 80s sci-fi horror. But don’t let the premise fool you; Primal Rage is more than just schlock.
A short about a spooky house and an electronic home assistant gone haywire. Is it bad tech, or something more sinister?
This time of year is known for being cold and dark, highlighted by warm drinks next to a fireplace. What better way to spend these winter evenings than to read a book of morbid poetry by author Ridley Mortis: Poems of Grave Importance.
At times a little strange and silly, Junji Ito Maniac: Japanese Tales of the Macabre is a deep dive into the subconscious and salacious.
What better day to go on a first date than Christmas Eve. And what better thing to do on that date than to see a strange stage show of even stranger festive frights? All The Creatures Were Stirring is a 2018 anthology of five tales about holiday tragedy.
I have been craving something utterly frightening, and Tales from the Void got me right from the intro.
David must ask himself: has Carol gone mad with grief of her family member’s deaths, or is something more sinister at work?
The year is 2022. We’re two years into (“post”) the Pandemic. Things are slowly going back to how they were before in terms of outings and openings. One thing that always remains constant though is horror.
With billions of dollars spent on Halloween every year, the American public is insatiable for harvest season’s thrills and chills.