Archive for March, 2012
Raise your hand if you’re tired of Hollywood doing little more than remaking, rebooting and sequel’ing, prequel’ing. I see the vast majority of the movie-loving population did their best Arnold Horshack. That’s right — we’re all sick of Hollywood continually showing us they have nothing new up their sleeves.
Disclaimer: These letters are fiction. They are meant for entertainment purposes and are only loosely based on real killers.
Good day fellow lovers of the macabre. Your favorite collector, Craven, here. And I have extracted a rare beauty from the grave.
You may know the name Ed Gein.
It’s my pleasure to welcome horror connoisseur, Staci Smith to the great jacking. She is the owner of the web site Fear Dance, where her goal is to unite readers with horror writers they may not have ever known. So stand out of your graves and give a great rigor’d round of applause to Ms. Smith.
I am kicking off a new spotlight section on Get Jack’d. Every Monday I will highlight a new book by a writer of Horror. This first installment — Edward Lorn’s Bay’s End.
Splatterpunk is a sub-genre of horror fiction that most don’t know about. There’s a reason for that. Splatterpunk is one of those genres that the average reader simply couldn’t read. It’s like taking your worst nightmares, rolling them into the cream of of the goriest crop of horror movies, and penning it as fiction. As its name would imply, filled with the juice and gore of death. Splatterpunk is often over the top, under the bottom, and through the middle. So why should you care? Let’s find out.
You may not know this, but I’m a pretty big Clive Barker fan. His books, his art, his movies. One of my favorite movies of Clive’s is Nightbreed. This particular movie seemed destined for greatness. It was based on the Barker story Cabal — which was incredible fodder for film. But then the studio got their grubby hands on it and laid waste the publicity and the film.
Thea Gregory offers her video review of my book My Zombie My. Caution, awesome abounds.You’ve been warned.
One again our instructor of Evil 101 is up to his schenanigans. Watch his latest video on a laugh that will make or break an evil, mad scientist.
We all know I’m a huge fan of the horror genre — both written and filmed. Over the last few years there’s been a glut of horror films that cross boundaries many horror fans feel shouldn’t be crossed. One such boundary is going overboard on the shock factor. One film that did that better than any other (in recent history) was The Human Centipede: The First Sequence. Is this movie truly horror or just horrific?
This is a very special Fabulous Friday post, because I wanted to introduce to the world my fab five. These will be a short lists of related things I consider fabulous. Is that not fabtastic? Of course it is!
To introduce this post, I want to start off with my Fab Five Celebrities. Don’t expect the usual list of fashionistas or ab/tit tastic fameboys and girls. This list is truly fabulous and… wait for it… Shero approved. So, without further “shoo”, I give you my Fab Five Celebs.
Recently I’ve been bemoaning the fact that The Walking Dead had become little more than an undead soap opera. Well, as of this past Sunday, the undead horde went Ozzy Osbourne on that drama and bit its head off. It was ugly. it was fierce. It was necessary.
My name is Craven.
That is the only name you need know me by. I am a collector of things – shall we say – morbid. The world has been my playground and I have spent the majority of my adult life searching for items of rather a dark nature and purpose. It has been made clear to me that many of you are fascinated by darkness, so I thought it a pleasure to share some of my findings. In particular, I want to share with you some of the letters I have uncovered in my search. These letters have never been made public – and with good reason. The content of these missives isn’t really fit for the average mind and heart to consume. What you are about to read are letters written between serial killers. In some cases these letters were actually mailed and delivered. In other cases these words were nothing more than the mad ramblings of the insane.
Superheroes and comics go hand in hand. Thing is, there are so many comics out there, how are you to know which comics are smexy enough for your lovely eyes? Well, everyone’s favorite transgender superhero happens to be a closet comic book nerd, so he though he’d share with you the comic books that are:
The Walking Dead has brought some serious street cred to the zombie. And it’s about damn time! The Vampire has had his sparkly time in the spotlight. So move over Count Abula and let some moaners and walkers have their fifteen minutes (but let’s give them a bit more than that, as it takes them a bit longer to get around). With the viewing of the latest episode, I want to address something that has come up. As per usual, I will not give away spoilers.
Equality: The state of being equal.
Human rights. Women’s lib. Pride. Integration. Kindness. Acceptance. Humanity… love. It’s all there. Or is it. Across the globe you can find instances of sects of people repressed, mocked, humiliated, persecuted… slaughtered. Why? Because they are different. Either for ethnic, race, religious, sexual persuasion, gender presentation — one reason or another, equality is an ideal the human race seriously struggles to get a firm grasp on.